The bonfire was burning, and occasionally firewood crackled and sparks flew out.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke sat aside, and the firelight floated, pulling out pulsating shadows on their bodies.

"Are you hungry?"

Mo Qing suddenly asked and took off his backpack.

Jiang Ke looked at her strangely.

As a result, Mo Qing opened the zipper of his backpack and took out a box of self-heating hot pot.

"Goblinser's is just in use." Mo Qing threw the self-heating hot pot to Jiang Ke.

"..."

It was also the first time Jiang Ke had seen him eating hot pot so early in the morning.

But he started to turn on the self-heating hot pot.

When releasing the materials, Jiang Ke asked: "Is there anything else?"

Mo Qing rummaged around in his backpack: "Two ham sausages."

There really is.

"...Bring it here."

As soon as Jiang Ke stretched out his hand towards Mo Qing, Mo Qing threw the ham sausage to him.

He caught one and the other fell at his feet.

Jiang Ke paused and glanced at her wordlessly.

Mo Qing pretended not to see it and leaned back: "I'll take a nap."

She just lay down like that.

Jiang Ke frowned and said, "Get up, the ground is wet."

"No problem."

Mo Qing didn't care.

Jiang Ke stared at her: "Get up."

"I can't afford it."

Mo Qingcai didn't bother to care about him. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Soon, there was a rustling sound in his ears. Mo Qing muttered to himself that Jiang Ke didn't know how to use hard force, so he raised his eyelids, but something came down the next second.

The vision went dark.

It's a coat.

There is still residual warmth.

Mo Qing was startled for a moment, then reached out and tugged on his coat, revealing his head.

She turned her head and saw Jiang Ke sitting on a stone, wearing a thin long sleeve on his upper body. The wind blew, outlining his lines and highlighting his wide shoulders and narrow waist.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Qing, his dark eyes deep: "Just give me a cushion."

Mo Qing said nothing.

After staring at Jiang Ke for a long time, she pulled her coat back over her face.

His breath still lingers on the clothes.

Mo Qing closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In a daze, she seemed to hear the ringing again.

…

The self-heating hot pot is heating up, and steam is rising from the small holes in the plastic lid.

Jiang Ke glanced at Mo Qing, who was lying on the ground covered with his coat. He was silent for a long time, but finally didn't care.

The sky was still dark, the surroundings were thick with fog, and there was a vast expanse of white.

He took out his cell phone.

It was less than six o'clock, and the mobile phone signal was very poor, but I received new information.

[Chi Shi]: Mr. Jiang, the bells on Liangxun Mountain are very dangerous. You should not go up there.

【Chishi】: He will die.

Just two messages.

It was posted half an hour ago.

Jiang Ke sent an inquiry message, but the message kept spinning in circles and could not be sent.

Suddenly, she heard a huffing sound next to her. Mo Qing, who was lying down, suddenly took off her coat and sat up. Her breathing was a little short, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Jiang Ke opened his mouth slightly and wanted to ask, but suddenly he saw Mo Qing raise his head.

Jiang Ke was stunned.

After a while, Jiang Kecai said: "Your eyes."

"What's wrong?"

Mo Qing raised his eyes and looked over, his thoughts seemed a little restless.

Jiang Ke's tone was normal: "It's turned red again."

Red?

Mo Qing was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her scarlet eyes, but halfway through, she put her hand down again.

——There's no one else around, and there's nothing to hide.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Jiang Ke took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her, "It's only been a few minutes."

"I……"

Mo Qing's voice was a little hoarse.

She took a sip of water before continuing: "My hearing is relatively good. Occasionally I hear bells and have hallucinations."

Jiang Ke asked: "What did you see?"

"It's all about the battlefield." Mo Qing drank two more sips of water. When he returned the water to Jiang Ke, he glanced at him and said, "I'm quite envious of you."

Her tone was rare and sincere.

Jiang Ke didn't understand: "What?"

“I don’t have a sense of immersion.”

"..."

Jiang Ke thought about it carefully and found that Mo Qing was right.

What he saw in his dream was extremely clear, but it was like watching a movie, and he rarely felt immersed in it.

He is a pure spectator.

"Do you think there is a possibility..."

Mo Qing rested his head with one hand, raised his thin eyelids, and stared at Jiang Ke seriously.

For a long time, Jiang Ke didn't wait for Mo Qing's words.

Jiang Ke was stared at by her, as if a ball of fire was approaching him invisible. He endured it for a long time before asking: "What's possible?"

Mo Qing finally spoke: "Jiang Yan is not as perfect as we think?"

It's Jiang Yan again.

When Jiang Ke heard this, his face turned cold: "Don't you forbid anyone to criticize him?"

"One code equals another." Mo Qing thought for a while, with a distant look in his eyes, "I suddenly felt that no one could escape from those wars healthily. Even those with sound limbs had to have their hearts opened.

.”

"He should..." Mo Qing lowered his tone, "No exception."

Jiang Ke was stunned.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the white mist surrounding him.

After a long time, Jiang Ke looked at Mo Qing again, his eyebrows narrowed: "Will you feel relieved after seeing the new era?"

Mo Qing paused for a long time and smiled: "Yes."

Jiang Ke's brows relaxed slightly.

For some reason, he felt relieved.
To be continued...