Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 37 Are You Still Alive?

Their bodies were drenched and sticky from the muddy water that washed down first, Yun Zhuohua couldn't even grasp Cangyu's wrist, and what slipped into the palm of his hand was full of mud, so he had no choice but to hold Cangyu's waist, Put it on your waist, "follow me!"

It was not just mud and water that rushed down the hillside, half of the mountain seemed to be cut by a knife, everything was rushing down, Yun Zhuohua carried the Cangyu and there was no place to stay, every time he took a step, half of his calf They all fell into the mud, and the whole person was almost swallowed by the mountain torrent.

Around them, there was almost nothing that was not moving, and the solid stones became limp in the torrent.

"If you don't want to die here, just hold on to me!" Cangyu was too heavy, Yun Zhuohua's strength was exhausted in the struggle against the mountain torrent, the mud was slippery, Cangyu's body kept slipping from his waist, Accidentally, most of Cangyu's body was submerged in the mud, his hair was dripping with muddy water, and he was in a terrible state of distress.

Of course, Yun Zhuohua's appearance at the moment is not much better than him, there is not a single spot on his body that is clean.

This is Yun Zhuohua's last clean clothes!

For some reason, Cang Yu recalled the scene of Yun Zhuohua wiping his clothes in the rain yesterday, the sky was hanging down and the ground was wide, as if between the sky and the earth, there were only the two of them, sitting together silently, only the sound of the rain accompanied, there was no reason Peace of mind.

Yun Zhuohua didn't see Cangyu's response for a long while, so he quickly pulled out a hand and slapped Cangyu's face fiercely, the slap was mixed with mud and stuck to Cangyu's face.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Yun Zhuohua rubbed his hands on Cangyu's face twice, wiped off all the mud, and then he withdrew his hand and grabbed Cangyu to lift him up. , lest he fall into the mud again.

After Yun Zhuohua's hand left Cangyu's face, Cangyu slowly opened his heavy eyes, the sides of which were covered with muddy water, he wiped Yun Zhuohua's eyes twice vigorously with his muddy sleeves. The mud on his eyes was wiped away, and he could see things at least.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't grasp Yun Zhuohua well, it's just this posture. . , it was really hard to use his strength, besides, one of his arms was numb, and sometimes he even had to check to see if his arm was still there.

He wanted to talk to Yun Zhuohua, when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of muddy water poured in, the mud was thick and sticky, and his nostrils were blocked with mud, he couldn't breathe.

The mountain torrent was fierce, if it was only Yun Zhuohua alone, it would not be difficult to escape, but it is a pity that he has to protect another one, not only physically but also mentally tired!
"Why is it so hard to talk to you!" Yun Zhuohua felt that he no longer wanted to talk to Cangyu, no matter whether he was dead or alive, he couldn't be left here.

They are still in the middle of the mountain torrents, and there are limited places to stay. After several jumps, Yun Zhuohua finally found a stone to stay on. Although the stone is not big, it is just enough for Yun Zhuohua to put his feet down to catch his breath.

This stone was originally washed here and temporarily stuck here, not a place to stay for a long time, Yun Zhuohua glanced at Cangyu, who was still coughing, and had no hope for him to consciously rely on him for survival.

Yun Zhuohua's heart was broken, and he didn't care whether his posture was good or not, whether his demeanor was still there, as long as he could save his life, it was more important than anything else!

(End of this chapter)