Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 186 I will accompany you
Feng Qingchen couldn't help but cover her chest/mouth, her voice was still gentle and smooth: "I'm glad to be your friend."

This is a rejection, a very tactful rejection, he won't understand it.

Perhaps those heartfelt words had made the little girl understand the seriousness behind his words.

That's why there is such a rejection that does not hurt people's self-esteem but is heartbreaking.

He didn't know what it felt like to be in love.

But I heard that sometimes a look or an action can capture a heart that will fight to the death for the other person.

Of course, there is also the kind of heart that still cannot be opened despite wasting a lifetime and putting in all the efforts.

But so what?

The little girl was always a little girl, someone he would risk his life to protect.

Feng Qingchen has always been Feng Qingchen, the Feng Qingchen who came for the little girl.

Neither of them spoke, and the sound of burning rosin crackled loudly.

The only source of fire seemed insufficient for warmth.

The cold wind quickly filled the small cave and rushed into the clothes, so that the whole body became cold.

Bai Ming looked at the small amount of rosin. She knew that they would soon lose their light source. If they didn't find a way out as soon as possible, she didn't know how long they could hold on.

"Do you feel chest tightness?" Suddenly, Feng Qingchen spoke.

Bai Ming shook his head slightly: "I never thought so."

Feng Qingchen said: "If such a small space was blocked, we might have felt dizzy and chest tight, but we didn't."

Bai Mingwei immediately understood what he meant: "So, this cave is ventilated."

Having just lit the fire, she had already glanced around the cave. She knew that the cave could go deeper, but the situation was urgent and she did not take a closer look.

"Don't worry." Feng Qingchen took out the little white ferret, patted its buttocks, and the little white ferret twisted its plump body and left.

The black horse snorted uneasily. Feng Qingchen stood up and patted his head. The black horse quickly calmed down.

Bai Mingwei discovered that in addition to cherishing food, Feng Qingchen also valued the horse and the mink.

"Is this your best friend too?" Bai Mingwei asked him.

Feng Qingchen sat back again and shook his head slightly: "Little Black was originally a wild horse. When I rescued it, its mother was eaten by wild beasts."

"It was still young at that time and had not been weaned. Without the protection of its mother, it was dying of hunger, but it still relied on its survival instinct to survive until the last moment."

"I took it with me, fed it with milk and grew up. When it could carry me, it has been with me from birth to death, until now."

"It has brought me back from death countless times and saved me time and time again. It is more like a partner in another sense."

Bai Ming said softly: "In the face of thousands of lives and deaths, you treat it indifferently, but when you talk about this horse and a mink, I can see how much you care and cherish it."

"That's a kind of tenderness that doesn't seem like it should appear on you."

Feng Qingchen tilted his head, and the firelight shone lightly on his jade-like face: "Oh? So in your eyes, what kind of tenderness belongs to me?"

It was clear that Feng Qingchen was not looking, but Bai Mingwei felt that he was caught by a gaze, which seemed to be piercing and invisible.

She picked the flame with her sword: "You are not a sentimental person, and you may even make people question whether you have joy, anger, sorrow, and joy."

"But you didn't hesitate to express your feelings towards the horse and the mink. I can see that uncontrollable smile on your face."

"You said that a person who is so indifferent to the point of being ruthless, yet showed such an expression when talking about horses and martens, is that not a kind of tenderness that should not appear in you?"

Feng Qingchen faced Bai Mingwei's direction: "I have joy, anger and sorrow, but I never show it in front of irrelevant people."

"To put it in layman's terms, there are many people and things in this world that have nothing to do with me. I won't let these irrelevant people and things affect my mood." Bai Ming looked at him slightly, his bun was red from falling off the horse just now. A little messy, with two strands of black hair covering his face, he looked so elegant and out of this world, as if he didn't belong to the world.

Bai Mingwei asked seriously: "Feng Qingchen, what exactly have you experienced?"

Feng Qingchen's hands couldn't help but touch his eyes: "Everyone in the world is suffering, but my suffering is insignificant in the troubled times. I guess it's because I have been wandering in the darkness for a long time, and my human emotions have gradually become indifferent."

Bai Mingwei didn't ask again.

There are not many people who are born indifferent. Only those who have experienced the ups and downs of human relationships and struggled to survive for a long time will regard themselves as more important than anything else.

So much so that you ignore the feelings of others.

Why Feng Qingchen always knew her thoughts so well? Maybe it was the darkness she was going through, and Feng Qingchen had already gone through it.

It's hard to understand someone, and you can't get the answer just by asking a few questions, especially if the other person doesn't want to mention it.

That's why Bai Ming never crossed the line in front of Feng Qingchen.

Seeing that the fire was getting smaller and smaller, Bai Mingwei was not in a hurry to add rosin.

Because this weak fire can't keep warm, and they don't need this faint firelight to illuminate the surroundings.

Once again, he was plunged into darkness where he couldn't even see his fingers, with only the sound of breathing coming and going.

Being in absolute darkness, other senses seem to become extra sensitive.

Bai Mingwei listened to Xiao Hei flicking his ponytail from time to time, and listened to Feng Qingchen's shallow breathing, but he didn't feel any uneasiness at all.

She sat quietly, waiting for the little white ferret to return.

However, she was calm on the outside and her inner anxiety had been soothed, but she was not completely calm.

She was worried about finding her seventh brother, and she was even more worried that if she couldn't get out in time, Xiao Chuanyi would be anxious and scared if she didn't see her.

But she also knew in her heart that there was no rush at this time.

"Why don't you light a fire? Aren't you afraid of the dark?"

Feng Qingchen suddenly spoke, his voice sounded in the darkness, and every word was extremely clear.

But I don't know whether it was because he bit so clearly, or because it was not affected by his sight, so it was so pure.

Bai Ming said slightly: "There isn't much rosin, so you have to save it. If you don't keep it all, it can be a life-saving thing."

Feng Qingchen's voice came again: "I won't be sleepy for long, don't worry."

Bai Mingwei said "hmm" slightly.

There was a rustling sound in the darkness, followed by the babbling call of the little white ferret.

When Little White Marten stopped making any noise, Feng Qingchen said: "Xiao Bai said that this cave is very deep and you can keep walking in, but there is something blocking the way not far ahead."

Bai Mingwei was confused: "Very deep? In other words, I don't know if there is an exit over there?"

Feng Qingchen responded: "Xiaobai said that the things ahead frightened it, and it did not dare to move forward rashly."

Bai Mingwei asked: "What is the thing that scares Xiaobai?"

Feng Qingchen said: "Except for eagles, there is probably nothing they are afraid of."

Bai Ming was surprised and said: "There will never be an eagle in this cave."

Feng Qingchen said: "I don't know yet. But if the cave is really deep, it may mean that there may be other ways out on the other side."

"Wait here for rescue, or go inside, you make the decision. No matter which one you choose, I will accompany you."

(End of this chapter)