The strong and optimistic low-class heroine possessed by a cow and horse is ready to have sex with a moo vs. The bold and beautiful bottom boy who seizes the opportunity and climbs up the pole.
(Note: Not related by blood)
Xue Lang returned to the village to welcome the fleeing people. He turned over the bricks and tiles like crazy and dug out the dying Chunyu from the ruins.
Xue Lang found a hemp rope to tie Chunyu and him together, and then carried her out of the village.
"Xue Lang." A weak voice came from behind.
Xue Lang calmed herself down: "Sister, I'm here."
Liang Bingbing's fingers slightly touched Xue Lang's cheek stained with blood and dirt, comforting him as she had done countless times before.
"Xue Lang, don't be afraid, we are all fine."
Chun Yu lay on Xue Lang's back, her eyelids heavy, and she could only reach out and fumble.
Then he felt tears on Xue Lang's face.
Chun Yu was silent.
Fate seems to be stingy with warmth for both of them.
Xue Lang shed tears as he walked away. He had not been so embarrassed for a long time.
Chun Yu's skinny hands rubbed Xue Lang's cheek, and then slowly hugged his shoulders.
"Xiao Xuelang, I think we two are really powerful. We walked and walked, and we have come so far."
"Sister, I'm sorry."
Xue Lang knew that his sister was just comforting him. Zheliu Village fell, and the little things they finally got disappeared.
Chun Yu's gentle laughter came to his ears, "You talk to me more, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."
Xue Lang looked at the bloody setting sun in the distance, and the thick glow enveloped the land.
He had thousands of words in his heart, but he could only call softly: "Sister, sister... Chun Yu."
Only at this time did Xue Lang dare to call out that name, the name that had been called in his heart countless times.
Mission: Working people have power