Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

He stopped coldly on the road, Gong Zihua stopped immediately and stared at the shoes on his feet.He is only seven or eight years old, small in stature, and carrying a large backpack that doesn't fit him... In the bag are all the military supplies he distributes, and he doesn't know how to use them yet.

When Gong Zihua raised his head, he saw that the figure in front of him was gone. He was running on the muddy path with his short legs.

Gong Zihua once again fell into a person's isolation and helplessness.

Soon, he wandered around and found a road cut out of overgrown weeds. Gong Zihua didn't go far, and saw that figure again.

Hughes had an extra long stick in his hand, and opened the grass in front of him as he walked.

Gong Zihua sniffed her nose, and her flustered footsteps gradually calmed down.

In this way, Gong Zihua stopped and walked behind Hughes, his legs were so sore that he was struggling, but he dared not stop.

Probably Hughes has been going astray, and they didn't meet other companions along the way.

I don't know when the rain stopped and the sky began to darken. The deeper they walked into the forest, the more danger lurked.

Gong Zihua seemed to hear the sound of Langgao at night...

In this grassy island, when it gets dark, wild animals are sure to be everywhere.

Gong Zihua had been starving for a whole day and was about to pass out at any moment, her tiny legs could no longer move.

Hughes walked under a big tree, suddenly unloaded the bag on his shoulder, and stopped still.

Gong Zihua stopped at a distance of a few meters, watching Hughes take out a coil of rope from the bag to tie the backpack, and tie the other end around his waist. He took off his shoes and nimbly climbed up the tree. to the top of the tall branches.

Gong Zihua raised his neck and saw that Hughes found a small tree hole. He sat on a branch in front of the tree hole and pulled the rope with his hands. The military bag that had fallen on the ground slowly rose into the air.

It's getting dark soon, and it's not safe to drive in the dark.

Gong Zihua was tired and thirsty, so he picked a big leaf and drank the rainwater gathered in the leaf.

It felt better until it was dry, and Gong Zihua's stomach was also full of water. He looked up at the tree, and the figure of Hughes was hidden in the tree hole, so he couldn't see clearly.

He fumbled to get under the tree, and in the process of unloading the bag from his shoulders, his shoulders seemed to be torn apart.

He stood up straight in pain, holding back his urine for a long time... afraid that if he stopped for a second, Hughes would disappear.

Taking advantage of the darkening sky, he turned around and hid in the bushes to meet his physiological needs.

The night fell completely, and the forest was unusually quiet, with the occasional sound of water droplets falling from the leaves.

Gong Zihua sat down against the root of the tree, her small body was terrified, shrunk, holding the military bag to feel a sense of security.

He was very sleepy after a tiring day, but he didn't dare to sleep at all...

I was afraid that I would oversleep, and that guy would be gone when I woke up.

Hughes is his current talisman.

Or maybe, he won't wake up at all, there is no tomorrow?

Gong Zihua squinted his eyes, not allowing him to think too much, the whole day of fleeing made him fall asleep completely.In the dream he was chased by hunger, chased by his companions, one connected to another nightmare floating like fragments.

In the morning, Gong Zihua woke up suddenly from the nightmare when he heard the sound of birds chirping.

The genius is white, and the morning light sifts down from the cracks in the trees.

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