Chapter 88: Wen Xian, I am

"..."
"Lu Xiao...Lu Xiao..."
With a sound after another, her lips and teeth lingered, over and over again, in his ears.
The wind outside the car window roared, and the faint call inside the car, for a moment, seemed to completely break a string in his heart.
Lu Xiao's thick eyelashes dangled slightly, and they trembled slightly.
When the line of sight fell on her face, the lips were lightly pressed, and the eyes were complex and deep.
In the distance, another rescue vehicle came.
Lu Xiao glanced, and when he spoke again, his voice was dumb: "Sangnian, you can help them to save others. I will take her back first."
They have seen the vehicle stuck in the chicken coop not far away. The problem is not big, but they need help from foreign aid.
"Boss, don't worry! Take sister Xian back, there will be us behind!"
Sangnian spoke quickly. Compared to Lu Xiao's calmness and maturity, he put all his worries and eagerness on his face, only wishing her to be safe!
After he said, leave quickly to rescue other people.
Only two of them were left in the car for a while.
The windows of the car were closed tightly. It seemed that there was still sleet outside at the moment. The raindrops mixed with snow hit the windows of the car, crackling, but the interior of the car was quieter and warmer.
Lu Xiao took off his coat and draped it gently on her, looking at her eyebrows, showing the bridge of the nose, and slightly white lips.
Finally raised another big slender hand, landed between her brows and eyes, and gently rubbed it.
A gentle and gentle voice fell: "Wen Xian, I am here."
Wen Xian, I am here.
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When Wen Xian woke up slowly, looking at the white arc-shaped dome above his head, he didn't realize where he was for a while.
This place is very much like a nomadic Tibetan yurt.
She moved her hand, but found that the back of her hand was a little sore.
When she turned her head, she found that she had a hanging needle on the back of her hand, and the transparent liquid was flowing into her body along the tube.
She was really not dead...
When she was in a coma, her mind was dark, she fell into an endless abyss, and she didn't remember anything.
The only vague impression was that a car came in the wind and snow, and she stepped on the air and fell into the arms of a person.
And that person, with a solid and warm embrace, and the familiar aura that she had on him, seemed to resemble Lu Xiao.
But she only felt that it was an illusion before her death, a phantom.
But now it seems...
All that should be true, but who is that person?
She was thinking, suddenly, she heard voices and footsteps coming from outside the yurt.
There are men and women.
A beam of light shot in from the door, and Wen Xian saw the tall figure at a glance. The golden light fell on him. From this angle, you could see his profile Leng Yi was very handsome, handsome.
Wen Xian stared at the visitor like that, his eyes stunned.
That person turned out to be...
"Great, Captain Lu, this girl finally woke up!"
It was a Tibetan woman who was wearing traditional Tibetan dress, with intricate patterns and totems embroidered on her robe, and a silver gawu box hanging on her chest.
Right now, she hurried over to see Wen Xian and saw that she was finally okay, and then hurriedly looked at Lu Xiao: "Captain Lu, go and see her first, I'll get some food."
After all, she quickly got up and left.
For a time, only two of them were left in the yurt.
One stood and the other lay weakly there.
The eyes collided in the air.