You are a good friend who insists on seeking death. You look at him, but you can't stop him. There is a layer of things between you and him that cannot be penetrated with no tool. You can touch this thing in any way, but you can't find a gap that can be broken.

I was very sad after making a decision, but I also felt that I should understand the words "meaning" and understand the words "meaning" in themselves have no meaning.

I turned my face and slowly calmed down. I ignored the people outside and rested on my own.

I fell asleep unknowingly. Then, I didn't know how long I slept, but I was woken up by a strange sound. The sound sounded like a group of strange people singing in my sleep. The song was melodious and the number seemed to be very large. It felt very strange to hear it in such a place.

After I woke up, I opened my eyes and realized that it was the sound of the wind.

My tent was shaking left and right, and the wind light used for lighting seemed to fall off at any time, and the light would light up and dim. I got up and walked out and found a strong wind around, and the strong wind was pouring snow into the valley. The oil bottle was not around, and his luggage was gone.

Damn it, he left without saying hello. I touched my head to see if he had knocked me out while I was sleeping. It was fine on my head, but it seemed that he had seen me fall asleep, and even knocked me out.

I looked at the sky again and knew it was going to be bad. If I hesitate further, I would definitely be in trouble. The first heavy snow in Changbai Mountain will definitely come today.

If you walk further into the mountains, you will basically be dead. When I saw that the oil bottle did not take away any food, I felt very moved and knew that everything had become a foregone conclusion.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the tent was almost blown up. I looked at the time and walked back for three days to have a place to be supplied. The earlier I left, the less chance I would be caught up by a blizzard, so I began to clean up everything about myself. When I put everything in place, I saw the snow on the surrounding slopes being blown into the air, and everything seemed to collapse at any time.

Before this, I felt that the Muslim bottle still had a chance to survive. Even after I returned to the tourist area, if I told them that someone in the mountain was missing, they might even send people to search. If there are too many people, they might be able to tie the Muslim bottle out. But in this weather, I am afraid that even if I send a group or a division to search, the Muslim bottle will not have a chance to survive.

Fortunately, he has no relatives and no worries.

There is an old saying in China: I will be determined by eating the weight. No one can change the things that have been decided by the oil bottle. When I walked here, I could be considered to have done my best. I suppressed all kinds of sadness in my heart and began to walk back.

The wind was getting heavier and I had only taken a few steps. Suddenly, the snow on the snow slope in front slid down in large patches, and my road began to become more and more difficult to walk.

After walking a few hundred meters, I walked around a mountain pass and found that the trough was broken. All the mountains in front collapsed, and I saw a piece of snow bag that I had never seen before.

I climbed up a few meters and felt dizzy at a glance. These snow bags messed up all the route I had when I came here before. I couldn't tell which route I should go back.

I lit a cigarette, took a few sips, and figured out what to do. After all, this place is still relatively close to the tourist area. No matter what, I have a way to get out. I am afraid that if I go in the wrong direction, it will be troublesome. Although I am very sad about the fate of the Yuu Bottle, I am still quite depressed when I think about it.

It's like a person who is dying from a serious illness. Basically, after you go, you are going to attend his memorial service. But after you arrive, the dying dying person is waiting for you with a submachine gun. When you arrive, he swept you in a shuttle, you fell into a pool of blood, and then he himself fell into the coffin and hung up. You are lying on the ground, watching your body sucking blood outward, how complicated the emotions in your heart will be.

That's how I feel now.

After smoking, I continued to climb up, and suddenly I found many fist-sized snowballs falling from above my head.

The snowballs vary in size, obviously formed naturally. I looked up and saw that the snow landslides above were quite severe, with snow slopes constantly breaking and sliding down. I climbed up carefully. When I reached the top of the mountain, I immediately found the way forward.

I calmed down. I went down from the top of the mountain and went to the other side of the mountain. There was a sunny side. When I looked up, I saw the sun rising from behind the mountain. The snow slope opposite was like a huge mirror. I felt a warm feeling surge in my body. Then, I suddenly realized that the surroundings had turned pink and became very blurred.
Chapter completed!