"..."

After Zhuo Shu took his fate and picked up the firewood again, he took him back, put the firewood next to Meng Gong and the two, and after a few words, he went back to the tent and found the necessary medicine box, "It's okay. It's not lost."

Ying Tongchen's wrist was held, he thought it would be less troublesome, he opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but suddenly his wrist became cold.

Zhuo Shu blew his breath, raised his head and asked, "Does it hurt?" When he said this, he didn't even notice how gentle his tone was.

Ying Tongchen swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt."

"Then let's disinfect it first, so as not to get infected." Zhuo Shu poured out the mineral water, cleaned the wound, and carefully began to rub the iodophor.

The tent was very quiet, Ying Tongchen watched his movements silently, and the sound of each other's breathing sounded in his ears.

It is clearly inaudible, but it can fall into the ear, but it is so clear.

"Hey, there's a slit in the pants." Zhuo Shu finished treating the wound, and when he looked down, he saw that his pants were torn at the thigh, revealing his fair skin.

It was also at this time that Ying Tongchen noticed and said, "It's alright."

"It will be cold if the air leaks. If it is not sewn properly, the hole may be broken even bigger." Zhuo Shu put the iodophor in the bag and dug it inside for a long time, "I found it."

The next moment, Ying Tongchen saw him take out a sewing kit.

"..."

"Take it off." Zhuo Shu finished, and quickly zipped up the tent, "Quick, don't let them see it."

After a while, Ying Tongchen sat in the sleeping bag and watched him thread the needle, always feeling that this scene was unreal.

Zhuo Shu narrowed his eyes, put on the thread for a long time, and handed it to him: "Come and try, why can't I wear it."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Sure enough, they still overestimate each other!

The two took turns piercing the needle, and after about five or six minutes of tossing, the needle was considered a success.

Ying Tongchen watched him waving the needle and thread with affection: "Can you?"

"No, but isn't this very simple?" Zhuo Shu said confidently.

Ying Tongchen: "..." The more you say that, the more terrifying it becomes!

As soon as Zhuo Shu passed the needle, he held the end and pulled it up to the sky. He stretched his arm as long as he wanted.

It looks scary.

Yingchen simply stopped looking at it and collapsed.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuo Shu finally sewed the crack, and just wanted to show off, he saw Ying Tongchen fell asleep.

He put his trousers aside, bowed his head and kissed his forehead before walking out of the tent lightly.

"You haven't cooked the noodles yet?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"It's early." Zhen Mingxin and Meng Gong said while coughing.

"What is this doing?" Zhuo Shu stepped forward and saw that they kept turning the sticks, "It can't be..."

"Drilling wood to make fire." Zhen Mingxin said.

"..." Zhuo Shu squatted down next to him, looked at the smoke coming out, smiled, and felt very fresh.

"Where's Tongchen?" Meng Gong asked.

"Sleep."

Meng Gong: "It's good, you don't have to eat when you sleep."

"..." Zhuo Shu suddenly turned to look at him, "Have you known Tongchen for a long time?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Meng Gong asked, "Want to inquire about him?"

Zhuo Shu did not deny it and asked, "How did you meet?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Meng Gong said deeply: "It was a turbulent time, we were innocent, full of expectations for life, and eager..."

Zhuo Shu interrupted: "Talk about the main point."

Meng Gong immediately said, "We met on a blind date."

Zhuo Shu: "?"

Zhuo Shu: "Is this true?"

"It's so true."

"Ah! Meng Meng, get ready, there will be fire soon." Zhen Mingxin said happily.

"Okay!" Meng Gong hurriedly took the dead leaves and prepared to continue the fire.

When the spark of fire ignited, the two of them couldn't help showing a happy smile, and then——

With a bang, happiness is gone.

The two looked at the extinguished fire and looked at Zhuo Shu in surprise, with three parts of puzzlement, three parts of surprise and four parts of wanting to kill.

Zhuo Shu glanced at Meng Gong sideways, got up and left.

With a wave of his sleeves, no fireworks are left behind.

Chapter 67

When Ying Tongchen was awakened, there was a commotion outside. He sat up and put on his pants and walked outside. He saw that Meng Gong and Zhen Mingxin were besieging Zhuo Shu, but they couldn't win.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Gong seemed to have found the savior, and said quickly, "You came just in time, this man is too much! Fire, our fire!"

"What happened to the fire?"

"He's gone!" Zhen Mingxin said quickly.

Ying Tongchen walked over and glanced at the ash on the ground, then turned to look at Zhuo Shu.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Shu thought of Zhen Mingxin's "Thirty-six Strategies", and immediately put on a look of grievance: "I don't know what's going on, just a gust of wind blew, and the fire was gone, they had to say yes I blew it. Yingying, you have to help me, they will bully me while you are away, hum hum QAQ”

Ying Tongchen looked at the two of them coolly.

Zhen Mingxin: ?

Zhen Mingxin looked at Zhuo Shu as if he had seen a ghost, what does it mean to teach the apprentice to starve the master to death, this is it!

"Do you want fire?" Ying Tongchen asked.

"Yeah." Zhen Mingxin nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Ying Tongchen took out a lighter and ignited the fire within a few seconds.

Meng Gong: "..."

Zhen Mingxin: "..."

Zhuo Shu was escorted back by Ying Tongchen like a tiger cub, and stared at him blankly for a while, ecstatic in his heart.

What Teacher Zhen said really worked!

Ying Tongchen returned to the tent, and by the light, he bent down and carefully checked the needle and thread of his trousers.