He told him: "Xiao Zhi, be careful."
He struggled to get up from the snow and continued to climb up.
Fell down again.
After a long, long ti, if he looked back, the snow on the road he had traveled had already been pressed down a lot, and faint traces of blood could be seen.
Fell once again, Xiao Zhi collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.
"Sister, Xiao Zhi is so tired."
"Xiao Zhi wants to sleep."
"Xiao Zhi will sleep for a while, then get up to find the phone, okay."
Just as Xiao Zhi was about to close his eyes, he faintly heard his sister’s call from below.
He suddenly woke up, looked at the phone not far away, and seed to find strength.
His sister was calling him.
He needed to keep going; if he stopped, his sister would catch a cold.
However, he didn’t realize that he was covered in snow, his face frozen red, his hands were full of wounds, with faint traces of blood.
Seeing he was almost there, an accident happened.
Having climbed for so long, he was already out of strength. His legs weakened, his foot slipped, and he started to roll down.
Xiao Zhi looked around, hands quickly grabbing the nearest thing, a thorn-covered tree.
The thorns pierced directly into his flesh, it must have hurt a lot, as the ten fingers are linked to the heart, yet he didn’t even frown.
So young, yet so enduring, he must be sothing special when he grows up.
...
Tong Yan had been calling for a long ti but saw no response from Xiao Zhi, growing increasingly worried. Where did Xiao Zhi go? He wouldn’t have run out to find soone, right? But in the vast white snow, how could he find anyone? It would be like seeking death.
"Xiao Zhi, you mustn’t be in trouble."
Even without a response, Tong Yan continued to call out. The longer the ti passed, the more anxious she beca. Why was there no response? "Xiao Zhi, can you answer big sister, please?"
Despair was closing in on Tong Yan as she called out, her voice almost hoarse, yet she did not see her Xiao Zhi appear and call her sister.
"Sister..."
Suddenly, a voice sounded, so faint it was almost inaudible.
But Tong Yan heard it. She moved, joyfully raising her head, but saw no figure.
Was it an illusion...
Tong Yan dejectedly lowered her head.
"Sister, Xiao Zhi found the phone."
Weak, but with obvious joy.
Not an illusion!
Tong Yan raised her head, tears instantly welling up.
Would her Xiao Zhi be in pain.
Xiao Zhi was covered in snow, the outer jumpsuit he was wearing was already in tatters, his small face frozen red and even a bit swollen, his hair had turned into ice, and his hands had the worst injuries, swollen into abnormal shapes, full of wounds, so dense that even from this distance, the cuts and blood-soaked flesh were visible.
Yet he seed not to feel any pain or hurt, just holding the phone with eyes full of expectation. He clearly said again, "Sister, Xiao Zhi found the phone."
Like a child doing sothing right, seeking praise and comndation.
Tong Yan wiped away her tears, held back the urge to cry, and nodded, "Xiao Zhi is amazing, Xiao Zhi is great, helping sister a lot."
Xiao Zhi’s eyes sparkled, seemingly shining, and he showed a shy little smile.
"Sister, what should Xiao Zhi do next?"
Tong Yan closed her eyes, drawing back the tears, "Xiao Zhi, look for the button to dial the call, press it on the first row."
The call was quickly connected, and Xiao Zhi said, "My sister and I are in the mountains, co quickly to rescue us, sister fell into a pit..."
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