Xia Jin first met Meng Linyuan at the top of Mingyue Mountain.
He was lying under a tree. Xia Jin slowly approached him. She was frightened by the injuries all over his body. She immediately turned around and ran to the camp to get a medical kit.
When she came back, she found that he was no longer where he was.
She looked around anxiously and finally found him behind a stone.
She knelt down and bandaged his wound. The moment she touched him, Meng Linyuan's whole body stiffened.
After she patiently treated his wounds, a trace of doubt appeared in Meng Linyuan's dark eyes.
"Why are you helping me? Don't you think I'm dirty?" After not speaking for a long time, the boy's voice was hoarse.
Xia Jin looked into his dark eyes, like stagnant water, full of doubts at the moment.
"It's not your fault."
The young man's eyes were full of confusion, and he murmured in a low voice in confusion: "Isn't it my fault?"
The wind blew in the mountains at night, and Meng Linyuan coughed in a low voice. Xia Jin touched his forehead and found that it was shockingly hot. She quickly found antipyretic medicine and gave it to him.
"I'm going to call someone. You lie down here and don't move."
"Don't go... I... I'm afraid of the dark." Meng Linyuan held her hand, his consciousness blurred, and he felt like he was about to die.
At the last second when he lost consciousness, he heard Xia Jin say to him: Don't be afraid, hold me tight before dawn.
[Redemption text]
[The male protagonist has character flaws]
Purpose: I hope everyone can be treated with kindness
