After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 62

When Song Sijin woke up, he felt that there was no comfortable place in his body.

The sun exposure caused hot flashes on the body, tight and dry cheeks, and a fishy smell from the mouth and nose. When I opened my mouth, a few grains of sand spit out from the tip of my tongue.

The two legs are not very hot, cool and refreshing, as if soaked in water... water?

Song Sijin turned his head and saw a large area of ​​river and beach, and the pain of drowning crazily hit him. He couldn't help jumping to the bank like a frightened rabbit, and staggered to a place far away from the water. Song Sijin Only then took a big breath to sort out what happened.

Due to a little accident, he and Duan Lingyao fell off the cliff and fell into the water. Fortunately, they survived and avoided the swords and arrows of the pursuing soldiers.

Song Sijin looked around, seeing mountains, forests and grasslands everywhere, and he didn't know where he was washed along that river.

By the way, there is also Duan Lingyao.

Song Sijin didn't care about the surrounding environment, and patrolled along the river beach from a distance. He found Duan Lingyao unconscious a hundred meters away, and he hurried to him.

It wasn't until this moment that Song Sijin realized that his right ankle was injured, and it was unbearable pain when he walked.

He had to pick up a thick wooden branch as a crutch, and limped to the vicinity of Duan Lingyao.

Duan Lingyao was about the same as Song Sijin, half submerged in the water, seeing from a distance that the water under him was relatively shallow, Song Sijin rushed over and dragged him to the shore holding his breath.

The ankle was injured and it was difficult to move, and he had to go to pull people in such a hurry. Song Sijin fell down, and when he looked up, Duan Lingyao's pale face like a water ghost appeared in front of him, which shocked Song Sijin.

He looked too bad to be dead already?

Song Sijin raised his hand, and timidly felt for his breath—he still had his breath, but it was very weak, urgent help!

At that moment, Song Sijin didn't have time to think about it, something came out of his dusty memory, which made him tremblingly straighten Duan Lingyao, clean his mouth and nose, and then start artificial respiration.

I don't remember how many times I pressed it in total, Duan Lingyao twisted his upper body and coughed for a while, and passed out again in this position.

Song Sijin breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat beside him for a while, remembering the wounds on his body, and took off Duan Lingyao's clothes to check again.The situation wasn't too good. Although the wound had healed to the point where the blood scab fell off, there were still a lot of abrasions.

A bag of things fell out of Duan Lingyao's body, Song Sijin picked it up and was surprised to find that it was the bag of caramel he bought earlier.

After that day, he never saw this bag of caramel again. He thought that Duan Lingyao didn't like to eat it and threw it away... Now there is only a little caramel left, and it was soaked in water. It looked dirty, so Song Sijin threw it away. Shake the water, spread it out to dry.

He licked his chapped lips, and suddenly realized that if he had thought of the first aid method and taught Xu Wanqing earlier, it would have helped him even more.It's all right now, and I don't know if I can see him again.

After resting for a while, and recovering some strength, Song Sijin put a leaf under Duan Lingyao's body and dragged him to a shaded place under the tree.

Stomach growling, Song Sijin took a small piece of maltose to suck, then dragged his sprained leg to look for something to eat nearby.

There are many plants in the mountains in summer, Song Sijin picked up a few wild vegetables, found some herbs, and found a few wild peach trees.

The wild peach tree has begun to bear fruit, but the fruit looks sour and small, and has not yet entered the mature stage. Occasionally, a few mature ones are hanging in places where Song Sijin can't reach.

Song Sijin's foot was injured and it was inconvenient to pick them, so he had to let them go with regret.

After returning to Duan Lingyao's side, Song Sijin couldn't help being grateful for the knowledge Dr. Xu gave him. Although it was all basic, it was very useful.He smashed the herbs, took off his coat and tore them into strips, and applied some to his ankles, and some to the scratches on Duan Lingyao's body.

Dried wild vegetables are unpalatable. There should be fish and shrimp in the river, but Song Sijin didn't dare to fish them, so he endured it.

And he was too tired. After eating the wild vegetables, with a mouth full of bitterness, he took off the wet clothes of the two of them, put them on the hot stones on the river beach, and slept next to Duan Lingyao for a while.

When I woke up again, it was already evening, the sky was full of clouds like fire, a little bit of whitish stars appeared first, and the birds in the mountains and forests circled and flew away.

And Duan Lingyao woke up at some point, with long unkempt hair, and was leaning close to Song Sijin to look at him carefully.

Those eyes were black and big, filled with thousands of clouds burned by the setting sun and Song Sijin's delicate face. I feel hairy.

Song Sijin said hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

Duan Lingyao remained silent.

Song Sijin thought he was making trouble again, he remembered what Lingyao said when he fell off the cliff, and said angrily: "If you still think I want to kill you, stay away from me."

He saved Duan Lingyao again, and it's fine if he doesn't count him as a kindness, but he doesn't want to keep people questioning his ulterior motives.

But Duan Lingyao tilted his head, and the corners of his lips turned up into a smile: "Why should I think you will kill me? You saved me. I have a little impression. Besides, you made the herbs on my body, right?"

Song Sijin could not refute.

Duan Lingyao: "By the way, who are you? Who am I? Why are we here?"

Song Sijin looked at him in disbelief: "You don't remember?"

Duan Lingyao frowned and bit his lip, shaking his head pitifully.

Song Sijin couldn't believe it: "Don't you remember anything?"

Duan Lingyao pointed to the mountain: "This is a mountain, that is a river, and it's evening...it's not like I don't remember anything."

Song Sijin: "..."

It's bad, Duan Lingyao's aftereffects from drinking the medicine were long overdue, and once the outbreak broke out, he completely lost his memory.

Song Sijin was very confused. He only learned basic medical skills, and it was not a problem to heal a traumatic injury, but he was helpless when his head was broken.Moreover, Duan Lingyao was already drinking medicine, and now it is difficult to find the medicinal materials he needs. The original medicine can no longer be drunk, and he does not know whether he can recover on his own.

Song Sijin was thinking in distress, Duan Lingyao handed him a mussel cover: "Your voice is hoarse, drink some water."

Song Sijin really wanted to drink water, so he quickly took it and drank it. Only then did he realize that Duan Lingyao had done a lot of things when he was unconscious.

He built a small bonfire, picked up some mussel shells in the river, and burned some water.

Duan Lingyao sat beside Song Sijin and looked up at the sunset with a relaxed expression, not worried about the current environment at all: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Song Sijin took another cap of water and sipped it: "My name is Song Sijin, and your name is Duan Lingyao. We were hunted down and fell into the river. We woke up here."

Duan Lingyao chattered and asked questions, sometimes asked who chased them down, and then asked about his own life experience, and asked this question again and again: "What is our relationship?"

Song Sijin didn't know how to answer this question.

Duan Lingyao approached him, resting his chin on his shoulder: "Say it, talk it, talk it."

He obviously lost his memory, but in the end he was still so noisy. Thinking of him bullying him all day long, Song Sijin rolled his eyes and thought badly: "I am your elder brother, you are my younger brother, you listen to me the most." gone."

Duan Lingyao: "..." Although he didn't say it directly, what he wanted to say was on his face.

Song Sijin also felt a little ashamed, but still insisted: "Believe it or not, you call me Big Brother Song anyway."

Duan Lingyao couldn't help but said, "Your surname is Song, and my surname is Duan. How could you be my elder brother?"

"It's sworn, if you don't believe it, then go."

"do not."

Duan Lingyao hugged Song Sijin's arm, and acted softly: "I don't know why, but I feel very at ease when I see you."

Song Sijin was a little surprised: "What?"

"But this may be the reason why I recognize you as the eldest brother." Duan Lingyao forgot many things, and of course he couldn't give Song Sijin an answer. He smiled sweetly and leaned on Song Sijin's shoulder relaxedly, "The stars are coming out ,so beautiful."

The setting sun is getting dimmer, and the stars are becoming more and more obvious little by little. There are not many of them, and they spread leisurely in the semi-dark sky. The wisps of clouds are like a layer of tulle dancing in the wind. There is no moon tonight, The sky is vast.

The boy who has forgotten everything, appreciates the infinite beauty of the universe with unprecedented ease.

grunt-

Duan Lingyao and Song Sijin's stomachs rang at the same time.

So the good mood of enjoying the scenery was defeated by hunger, and the two had to hurry up to find something to eat. The sky was already very dark, and they dared not move casually when it got dark.

Song Sijin injured his ankle and was unable to move and was afraid of water, so he directed Duan Lingyao to catch fish in the water.

Duan Lingyao, who had a brain injury, was stupid, standing in the water with his trousers on his legs, bent over and caught again and again, but he didn't even catch a shrimp.

Song Sijin reminded: "You used to be very good at bows and arrows, do you want to try using stones?"

Duan Lingyao suddenly realized, picked up a stone, aimed at the fish and shot it out—and then pulled it to the wound, hissing in pain.

But the pain couldn't stop the joy, Duan Lingyao lifted the dizzy fish, splashed a lot of water, and shouted at Song Sijin with a smile: "Brother Jin, I caught the fish!"

Just as Song Sijin followed with a smile on his face, he suddenly became excited. When Duan Lingyao came ashore, he hesitated and asked him, "Why did you call me brother Jin? What do you remember?"

Duan Lingyao had just reacted, and was also very puzzled: "I don't know, I just called it that subconsciously."

He called Brother Jin again, and the more he called, the more he felt that it sounded better than Brother Song, but Song Sijin didn't want him to call like that, there would always be an illusion that he had recovered his memory.

"Brother Song, Brother Song!" Song Sijin emphasized, "You don't remember anything, so you've agreed to listen to me, or you'll have to cook by yourself."

A young master like Duan Lingyao, whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, does not know how to cook at all. Although hunting is a hobby, but the prey that is caught is handed over to others, and he is asked to kill and grill fish. Song Sijin suspects that he may even have to scratch the fish. Fish scales don't know.

Duan Lingyao put the fish on the big rock, and fell to death with force: "Okay, Brother Song, I'll listen to you."

Song Sijin picked a piece of mussel shell, sharpened the edge, scraped off the fish scales and cut open the shell.The cleaning process has to be done by Duan Lingyao, and the excavated fish intestines should not be wasted. Dig a small nest at the diving place by the river and bury the intestines, maybe you can catch other fish and shrimp.

When he was cooking, Duan Lingyao squatted beside him, resting his chin on both hands, watching curiously and seriously: "Brother Song is really amazing."

Song Sijin pursed his lips: "It's okay, many people will do this."

Of course, Duan Lingyao was not idle either, he was going to the river to wash fish, dig traps, and collect firewood.Busy back and forth, taking advantage of Song Sijin's inattention, he leaned into his ear and shouted: "Brother Jin!"

Song Sijin was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw Duan Lingyao running away with a smile: "..."

He seemed really happy. No matter what Song Sijin asked him to do, he would do it without any doubt. Song Sijin unexpectedly discovered that Duan Lingyao like this...is not very annoying.

Maybe it's because he lost his memory, and it's rare for him to throw away all his scruples and reveal some good nature, so that Song Sijin can temporarily put aside the bad feelings between the two of them, and just treat him as an ordinary friend.

Song Sijin looked at the young man having fun by the river, and slowly smiled.

But soon the two happy unlucky guys couldn't laugh anymore. The river fish without any seasoning tasted bad after being cooked, but it had nothing to do with deliciousness.

Song Sijin is okay, he is very able to endure hardships, he can bear with it and eat it, the most important thing is to have a full stomach.

Duan Lingyao couldn't do it, he couldn't swallow after a few mouthfuls, staring at the remaining piece of grilled fish in a daze in pain.

Seeing him like this, Song Sijin couldn't help muttering, even if he lost his memory, there are some things that cannot be changed, such as a pampered tongue.

After thinking about it, Song Sijin took out the small bag of caramel, and treasured a small piece: "Eat it quickly, after you finish eating, this is for you."

Duan Lingyao looked over and couldn't help frowning: "Why do I feel..."

Song Sijin: "Huh?"

Duan Lingyao: "This bag of candy was originally mine."

Song Sijin held back his guilty conscience and looked directly at him: "How could it be, I bought this."

Duan Lingyao was skeptical, and was very unhappy at the thought of eating such an unpalatable fish. He put the fish on a leaf and handed it to Song Sijin: "Brother Song, you are helping others pick a thorn. I just stuck my tongue."

Before the amnesia, Duan Lingyao didn't know how to pick fish bones, and after the amnesia, he still couldn't. Song Sijin had no choice but to help him.

Duan Lingyao ran to squat by the river again, it was already dark, he held up a torch, bent down and stirred in the water, and suddenly ran back happily: "Brother Jin, I caught two shrimps!"

The shrimp itself is sweet and delicious, and it tastes delicious without seasoning. Song Sijin was so happy that he forgot to correct his name.

Put the two shrimps on the fire and roast them until they were cooked. Duan Lingyao reciprocated and helped Song Sijin peel off the shells and remove the shrimp threads. Then he raised his hand and handed them to Song Sijin's mouth, his eyes squinted: "Brother Jin, one and one for me. .”

Song Sijin was a little awkward, even if he could stop worrying about the past with a hapless guy who lost his memory, it also meant that he could re-establish a friendship with him so quickly without caring.

So he didn't eat what Duan Lingyao fed, he took it with his hands first and then ate it himself.

"Here, eat your fish quickly."

With shrimp and sugar as comfort, Duan Lingyao still ate all the fish with a bitter face.

After nightfall, the mountains are a bit cold, and when the wind blows, people who are cool will get goose bumps.Both of them put on their clothes, but they still couldn't help leaning against each other to keep warm.

The leaves were rustling above his head, Duan Lingyao leaned on Song Sijin's shoulder, and looked up at the stars in the extremely dark blue night sky.

"Brother Jin..."

"Brother Song."

"Brother Song, let's build a small house."

"what?"

"With a house, you can live here for a long time."

"Why, you don't want to go out?"

"Hmm...I don't know, Brother Song, this candy is so unpalatable, it sticks to my teeth."

"If you don't want to eat, return it to me."

"do not want!"

The author says:

感谢在2022-09-0111:36:34-2022-09-0218:32:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 puff puffs;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 80 bottles of waste wood; 20 bottles of Hitomi sun; 1 bottle of Ciel;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!