Chapter 86 Memories in the Snow 2

In order to coerce him, she was very close to him, and the distance between them was close. She seemed to have a clear plum fragrance, floating into Gu Junmo's nose through the air.

He couldn't help laughing in his heart. Mei Xiang is really suitable for her.

Bing Ling's original threatening words suddenly stuck in her throat after seeing the man's strange eyes. She also seemed to realize that the distance between the two was too close. She couldn't help coughing and coldly turned away.

"What's in your hand, hand over."

Gu Junmo heard this, and a touch of almost imperceptible surprise appeared on his face. So that's why she just attacked him...? Unexpectedly, he just thought that he would be detected by her before he even revealed the murder... This woman, who had fought so many times before, actually underestimated it.

He moved his finger and pushed the roll of bandage that had been torn into a string into the quilt, and his eyes rarely glowed with interest: "Is your skills trained by Joker?" Then Joker should be old.

The cold woman ignored him, but directly took the bandage and put it back on the table, and picked up the live fish she had just brought back on the table. This time, an incredible scene happened in front of Gu Junmo again - this slender and beautiful woman was too lazy to cut the fish belly with her fingers with a knife on the table, took out the internal organs very skillfully, and threw the fish into the iron pot beside her.

The shrewd eyes looked at her movements for a moment, and the original surprise was gradually replaced by complexity and faint appreciation. There seems to be something sharp hidden in this woman's nails. He can't misread the cold light that flashed just now. Again, no matter how familiar the ordinary handwork is, the wound of the fish's abdomen can't be so neat.

The hands were bloody, and even men looked a little stingy, but the cold woman seemed to unconsciously go out with a calm face and didn't know what she had done. When she came back, the blood stains on her hands had disappeared, but it was slightly red. Gu Junmo guessed that she probably used the snow outside the house to clean herself. Sure enough, after a while, the woman quickly brought in a few handfuls of snow, threw them into the pot of fish, and boiled them on a shelf piled up on the fireplace. After finishing this series of things, she found a corner near the door, sat against the wall and sat on the ground, close her eyes, as if she were pretending to be a lie.

The room was very quiet, and no one spoke, only the crisp sound of the fire of the fireplace when it cracked the wood. The extinguished firelight was imprinted on her beautiful face, dragging the shadow cast by the clashes, flashing and touching.

For a long time, Bing Ling didn't open her eyes, but said coldly, "You'd better hurry up and go to bed."

Gu Junmo, who had been frowning and staring at the woman on the side of the door, was slightly shocked by this sound and didn't expect his peeping to be discovered.

What she just did clearly shows that she is temporarily harmless, but he still can't figure out why she did something similar to taking care of him... And why is he here... Could it be...

An unlikely idea jumped into his mind, and Gu Junmo's eyes were a little complicated again. After thinking about it, he still said, "... Did you save me?" This is the only possibility, but this idea is a little ridiculous, not to mention why she saved him and how she learned that he was in trouble. With so many corpses on the battlefield, how could she find him?

She suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were beating brightly, and she opened her mouth coldly, but did not answer his question.

"The firewood here is only enough to last for half a month. If your injury is still not good during this period, then I will leave you directly." There is no need to say much left. In this cold weather, without a warm fireplace, you will definitely freeze to death.

The position of their battle is on the Russian border. According to his injury and her injury, the two should not go far. They should still be near Russia.

With his eyes to suppress the ups and downs in his heart, Gu Junmo pulled the corners of his mouth and still asked the first question: "Did you save me?" They are enemies. According to his principle of Gu Junmo, he can't be her enemy. If she really saved him, he had only two options to withdraw from the red blade or give Xiang Tian an explanation.

The cold eyes lightly swept over the complicated look on the man's face. For a long time, his pale lips finally spit out two words: "No."

** The man was stunned for a moment, and then obviously showed a relieved look.

She only knew that he would not want her to save him even if he died, but she didn't expect that the man, who had always been deep-minded, would show such obvious relaxation after hearing that it was not her who saved people.

The pale lips couldn't help but evoke a slight bitterness... Although he had been prepared for a long time, he didn't want him to hate her so much.

"It was your comrade-in-arms who carried you far away from me. I went fishing and happened to meet you." She took everything by, but the man looked awe-in when he heard the words. He stiffened, and then almost sat up from **: "What about my comrades-in-arms?"

She did not hurry and quietly swept his excited look, and her eyes were cold: "Dead."

"Dead?" In addition to the pain and shock, the face that had always been motionless also had a strong unbelievable: "...How could it die...what about the body?"

She turned her eyes and stared at the beating flames in the fireplace, as if there was no temperature on her body.

"Who knows, it was probably dragged away by the beast that went out to look for food."

"You!!"

" miso--!!" He was angry, and a cold light flashed in front of him, breaking through the air with fierce pressure - a cold pain came from his face. What was close to his cheek was a short knife that was originally in the woman's hand, which was more than three inches into the wood by his pillow. The bright knife surface showed his side face with a shallow blood marks. It can be imagined that if the knife owner's hand was a little more biased at that time, what would happen to him. What's more frightening is that she made the speed of the knife only in a flash, and she didn't look at his direction at all.

He was stunned by her skills, but the woman at the door slowly closed her eyes, as if she had no intention to pay attention to him anymore.

Gu Junmo finally understands that no matter what she wants to do, he should get better as soon as possible. He carries the life of his comrades-in-arms. No matter who that person is, he has the obligation to live well with the lives of two people. What's more, only when he regains his physical strength can he have the position of negotiating with this woman.

Thinking about this, although his heart was still full of complicated confusion, he adjusted his breathing and closed his narrow eyes.

Shortly after the man closed his eyes, the ice on the side of the door opened his eyes and looked at the ** man again. The eyes covered with ice and snow seemed to flash, and something jumped gently. Then, she also felt a little tired.

No third person should know about her saving this man, but Mo should be able to guess that she is here. She can't get in touch with the external contact now, but if he follows him and sees the ** man... Yi Mo's character will never be alive.

Half a month is still too long. Ten days, he must resume leaving here within ten days.

The body is probably too tired, and Gu Junmo was awakened by the smell of fish soup. The scene in front of her shook, and she sat coldly by the bed and looked at him, holding a bowl of hot things in her hand.

Gu Junmo looked indifferent, but he was secretly surprised. I have been used to shallow sleep for many years. It is incredible to sleep in someone's room without fear, not to mention that this person is still an unknown enemy.

He couldn't help laughing in his heart. Maybe he had climbed through the ghost door, and he was really tired.

"Now I want to help you up. If you don't cooperate, I will find another way." Gu Junmo couldn't help but think of his misaligned shoulder, raised his eyebrows and showed his cooperation with his eyes. Besides, with his current skills, he has no chance of winning with her. Even if you really win, I'm afraid you won't even have half of your life left, let alone leave here alive.

Bing Ling understood the man's mind at a glance and didn't say anything. She just put down the fish soup in her hand, pulled up the soft pillow under him, and carefully picked him up. On the way, she accidentally touched his wound, and the man hummed. Her fingers stiffened, and she subconsciously wanted to explain that she didn't mean to, but when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them again. Instead, Gu Junmo muttered first, "It's really not like a woman at all." The words were obviously told to her, and there seemed to be a helpless smile in his tone.

His voice was originally cold, like a spring infiltrating his heart, but now he is a little hoarse because of the injury, but it seems to be magnetic, and her heart trembles inexplicably. She couldn't help tightening her fingertips and pinched the man's shoulder fiercely.

It was not until his body stiffened that she snorted coldly and brought the fish soup on the table to him.

The hand in front of you is slender and jointed, very powerful. The perennial use of weapons makes this non-white hand not only have thin cocoons, but also have some scars. One of the nearly four-inch-inch-long scars is particularly conspicuous, which is not clear from a distance. From a close look, it actually crossed the tiger's mouth with the palm and the back of the hand. From the light white marks, it can be seen that it was left many years ago.

Bingling didn't look at him because she was a little annoyed. It was not until he didn't move for a long time. She lowered her head and found that he was staring at the scar left on her hand when she was young. Her eyebrows frowned and she didn't know what she was thinking.

She seemed to be burned by his eyes, changed her hand, and her tone instantly dropped to the freezing point.

"If you don't drink it, I'll pour it."

Being scolded by her, the ** man seemed to be a little shaken. Only then did he realize that he was a little rude. Then he quickly adjusted the light, but it was a little difficult to stare at the fish soup in front of him.

He only has his fingers left to move freely. How can he drink fish soup?

And the woman standing by his bed seemed to be aware of this problem. Her delicate eyebrows immediately twisted, as if she sat down very unhappily, filled a spoonful, and was too lazy to blow directly to his mouth.

There seemed to be a little constered in her clear eyes... She was like this... to feed him?

The doubtful eyes fell on the murderous cold eyes, Gu Junmo silently opened his mouth and drank soup, and was very smart not to ask the words in his stomach.

The two of them have such a tacit understanding of soup, and the atmosphere in the room is a little strange.

Finally, a bowl was solved. Gu Junmo exhaled as long as a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, the woman stood up and walked to the edge of the pot, and went to his bedside with a bowl of cold face and sat down.

He looked at the soup and then at her, and finally said, "...you can drink it yourself first."

"I've drunk it."

A cold word blocked him back.

Fortunately, the two were at peace and finally solved the problem of fish soup. For some reason, the fish she caught did not seem to have a thorn, and he quickly solved it.

With a large pot of fish soup, Gu Junmo finally felt a warmth in his stomach and felt a little better. But gradually, he seemed to realize a very strange question, "How many days have I been in a coma?"

She packed up the things on the table and replied coldly, "Two days."

"Then why... I didn't feel thirsty when I woke up...?" He didn't realize this problem until he just drank the soup. His physical condition is so bad that it is impossible to survive without water and rice for two days, not to mention that he didn't feel dry in his mouth when he woke up, but as usual...

... A ridiculous idea was born in his mind, and an obvious incredible appeared on the man's and handsome face. However, the woman at the table ignored him and cleaned herself up, but her ears... seemed to be slightly red with suspicion.

...That should be a firelight.

Gu Junmo didn't look away and couldn't help shaking off the ridiculous thoughts in his mind.