Capítulo 1326: Chapter 1326: Extra Story of Du Fu 52
At night, the two of them slept huddled together, warming each other. Despite how inappropriate it seed, survival took precedence over everything else.
The wind was strong tonight.
Fortunately, Du Lai had the foresight to use mud to make a simple stove so the fire inside wouldn’t be easily blown out by the wind.
But they didn’t have the sa luck as that bundle of fire, huddled in a pile of disorderly leaves, with only the rocks behind them blocking the wind. Gusts would rush in, making them both feel chillingly cold.
Fu Miaoxue was originally lying side by side with Du Lai, but eventually couldn’t resist anymore and burrowed into his arms.
As she burrowed, she complained, “You sll so bad!”
Du Lai: “…”
Anyone who catches shrimp, builds shelters, and moulds mud like this every day wouldn’t sll pleasant.
He replied, “You don’t sll any better than .”
Fu Miaoxue froze in his embrace, “Impossible!” She imdiately lowered her head to sniff, but they were so close that it was impossible to distinguish whose sll it was. In any case, it was stench competing with stench.
Feeling discouraged, Fu Miaoxue muttered, “I definitely have to take a bath tomorrow, and wash my hair.”
Du Lai said, “Tomorrow, we still need to keep building the house, replenish fresh water, dig for clams, check the fishing traps, hunt birds… there’s too much to do, where’s the ti to bathe? You’d better bear with it, don’t make yourself sick.”
“Not bathing every day is what causes illness.” Fu Miaoxue was quite dissatisfied.
If it were the past, she would have lost her temper by now; but now, the cold was unbearable, and she relied on Du Lai’s chest for warmth, so she didn’t have the confidence to argue, and her voice was small and ek.
Du Lai worried about the weather for tomorrow, sighed, and said, “Go to sleep.”
Fu Miaoxue replied with a pitiful hum.
Afterwards, Du Lai also closed his eyes.
He really wanted to fall asleep quickly because he needed the rest, but for so reason, he couldn’t manage to sleep.
Maybe it was the wind and rain outside unsettling him, or perhaps it was the woman in his arms moving around. He listened to the sound of the wind and rain all night, without a trace of sleepiness. Only when the wind subsided and the sky began to brighten did he realize a new day had begun.
The first thing he did was touch Fu Miaoxue’s forehead—
Fortunately, there was no fever.
Among all the symptoms of a cold, cough and runny nose could be endured for a few days, but a high fever could not. Once not treated tily, it could lead to fainting, convulsions, or even shock—
No fever in Fu Miaoxue was good news for Du Lai. Previously, worrying about her safety was out of fear of being blad by Fu Lisheng. Now the worry was genuine.
He couldn’t quite explain why there was this psychological shift, but upon deeper reflection, it was likely due to loneliness; on this deserted island, the sense of mutual reliance for survival was intensely pronounced. He couldn’t imagine if the island were left with only him, whether he’d still have the will to hold on.
Du Lai thought aimlessly, and at that mont, Fu Miaoxue awoke.
She opened her drowsy eyes and groggily asked him, “Why am I being held so tightly by you…”
Du Lai was a bit stunned, loosened his hold on her a little, “I thought you were cold.”
“I’m alright…” she mumbled, closing her eyes again, “I’ll sleep a bit more, waking up too early makes hungry… I’ll sleep a bit more, just a bit more…”
Du Lai carefully moved aside a bit and slowly got up, murmuring softly, “You go ahead and sleep, I’ll go find sothing to eat.”
Fu Miaoxue buried her head in sleep, showing no response.
Du Lai stepped outside the makeshift shelter, gathering the bamboo tubes now filled with rainwater, then stirred the fire in the stove. The fire was about to go out, and the dry wood inside the hole wasn’t much—besides finding food, he also needed to find a way to gather so dry branches and dead leaves.
There were so many things to do, each urgently needing to be addressed.
Before leaving the shelter, Du Lai looked back at Fu Miaoxue. Suddenly, she seed to him very much like Xiaodou and Xiaomiao, the group of children, all so fragile and young, helpless, waiting for him to provide for them.
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