Section 3

With a thud, a fist struck flesh and bone, accompanied by a scream. Wang Wenhao stumbled back in panic, falling into the mud. He cursed in embarrassment, struggling twice before finally getting back on his feet

The man stared with wide eyes

A shadowy figure in black entered through the tent flap, crouching down beside her bed, touching her forehead and pulse. Wenhan, in a daze from the fever, attempted to grasp that hand but missed, murmuring softly in Russian about her discomfort.

His voice slowly seeped out from the tip of his tongue, penetrating her heart

By late at night, she continued to have a high fever

Cheng Mu Yun bent down to pick up the soaked outer garment that he had just thrown onto the small medicine rack, slightly moved his right shoulder, and left the large tent without saying a word

The tourists sitting in their respective tents to avoid the rain all cheered, laughing and communicating, relieved that they would not have to trek in the rain tomorrow

The elephants gathered under the trees to take shelter from the rain, while Meng Liangchuan and the guides discussed how to ensure that both people and goods could leave this place smoothly in such heavy rain, avoiding the landslides on the road and reaching the next location

A girl wearing a red sun hat and white long pants is sitting cross-legged on a bamboo chair, with her back to them, administering injections to those who have been bitten, while reminding them to continue vaccinations upon returning to Kathmandu or after returning to their home country. She asks Meng Liangchuan to help her count the number of people, and Meng Liangchuan happens to see Wen Han walking out: "Oh, right, there is one more."

"Yes, tomorrow. I will conclude this wonderful journey ahead of time," he said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "I wish you and your friends a pleasant time in Nepal."

"You tell yourself, tomorrow I will fire you! At the next location, I need another one—" Wang Wenhao did not finish his sentence when Cheng Muyun slowly grasped his collar. He leaned in, peering through the glasses perched on Wang Wenhao's nose, and caught a glimpse into the depths of his soul: "Keep a good eye on your goods, for I cannot guarantee that in the next second, I won't abandon that reward and throw you and them into the river to feed those starving little beasts. You know, the Nepalese government is very protective of wildlife; if they eat you, there will be no trouble for them."

Every word was very low, low enough to make Meng Liangchuan feel a chill in his teeth

She looked around

Cheng Mu Yun stared at her

Throughout the afternoon, Wen Han watched this girl, who resembled an angel, tending to the wounds of the injured, treating everyone with kindness and warmth. The emotions surging within her were unfamiliar and uncomfortable, to the point that she even thought about returning to the tent to bury her head in sleep.

Cheng Mu Yun did not even lift his eyelids, the tip of his boot flicked up the lid of the pot, and a shadow flew past.

Although she knew that the time she had with him was short, she did not expect that their separation would be tomorrow. Just a moment ago, she had even prepared for him to act as he had in the previous days, thinking about how to respond to him

In just a few days, she was almost about to forget it

This sound

Wen Han was somewhat surprised, but after thinking for a moment, he realized that it might have been Agassi or Wang Wenhao who mentioned it during their casual conversations. It seemed that he had been getting closer to a few of his friends lately, and understanding this was not difficult.

"I will leave this team tomorrow." His first words were a farewell

With the addition of the curtain drawn in the middle, it perfectly separated them from the injured male tourist

In the cold and warmth, I take a deep breath, afraid of being overheard, I can only struggle in a low voice: "I don't want to, I have already told you not to come near me—" I do not wish to have a fleeting romance with you during this hurried journey, nor do I want to see you with another woman

If you could stop staring at that stove and look at me with your beautiful eyes for just a moment, his voice followed, as he half-squatted down and softly said, Tonight, I will stay here

Wen Han avoided him

He wiped her several times, and she finally began to sweat, gradually feeling more comfortable

She also felt tired, and without the time to consider what the male tourist behind the curtain might hear, she already felt drowsy and wanted to fall into a deep sleep. In this state of physical and mental exhaustion, she gave up her resistance and instinctively nestled against him

"Tomorrow?" she blurted out

Inside the tent, there are some essential living items piled up, which were transported here in advance by the guide in preparation for last night's camping. There are also several boxes whose contents are unknown, conveniently placed in the center of the tent.

He smiled again and bit her earlobe

Work? He savored these two words, slightly retracting his chin, lowering his head to respond to her, "I think I should need it, but it is just a bit more dangerous than the profession you will choose in the future"

He asked the person beneath his knee in a voice that could not be lighter, "Is it enjoyable?"

Cheng Mu Yun looked down at her from a high vantage point for a long time, and finally bent down, his fingers threading through her flowing long hair: "Darling, let go for a moment, I will go get you some water"

The soldiers guarding the lake, carrying their rifles, were in the woods tending to the hunting dog that had been killed by bites last night. Wen Han saw one of them, baring his teeth and saying something, his gaze fierce and intimidating, sending chills down one's spine

Wenhan was already sleeping restlessly; when the hand on her waist left, it left behind a hollow, cold sensation, waking her up

Perhaps it is the years of confrontation with these poachers that have ingrained this relentless ferocity, which has long since penetrated to the bone and marrow

The girl pressed her hat down, turned around, and saw Wen Han. A fleeting expression crossed her eyes as she warmly exclaimed, "Is it you?"

Is that so? Cheng Mu Yun suddenly fell silent, then said, "I heard that your itinerary is to enter Mongolia from the border and then return to Moscow"

"Because I believe in Buddhism, I feel it is a pity not to come here," she said softly

What do you want to say? Cheng Mu Yun stood upright, positioned beside the bed

This girl

The warm water mixed with alcohol filled the entire tent with a faint aroma of wine

Dozens of hours ago, he was still using this nonchalant flirtatious tone to converse with her on the bed in the drawing shop

The male tourist, separated by a fabric curtain, was awakened by the aroma of the wine. He quietly lifted a corner of the curtain and saw the man who had fought with the Tibetan mastiff in the hellish darkness of the previous night, crawling out of the blood-soaked lake. At that moment, he was holding the injured girl, removing her shirt, unfastening her undergarments, and lifting her long skirt, positioning her to lie on his thigh

Many of the elephants here are used for sightseeing and cannot be taken out for labor. No one knows how he manages all of this. This man seems to be capable of anything

It merely avoided the wounds on the shoulders of warmth and cold

At this moment, it feels as if it is on fire

In summary, one does not heed the commands of the brain very much

She did not expect such a statement

In the moment of awakening, she felt as if she were in a nightmare, as if everything were a dream. Upon waking, she found herself sleeping beside a warm windowsill, with the first rays of sunlight shining on her eyelids. However, upon waking, she was plunged into the excruciating pain in her shoulder. The anesthetic that Cheng Mu Yun had applied to her wound had already begun to lose its effectiveness, and this pain manifested in countless variations.

Wang Wenhao is truly a very patient person," Agassi said softly, "You see, he is not only watching us, but also checking whether the luggage of other tourists is packed properly.

His body became less agile due to two days and nights without rest, compounded by injuries all over, and he remained in a state of high fever, having also walked for too long in the afternoon

No one expected that Cheng Mu Yun would appear in the middle of the night, bringing back more than a dozen elephants.

The rain outside the tent is getting heavier

He really managed to hold him back, and he realized that he had not thought of Agassi first, but rather thought of him instead

"I have never asked you why you came to Nepal," Cheng Muyun suddenly inquired

Is it interesting? Do you never need to go to school or work?

Nearby, the tourists in the tent gathered at the entrance, anxiously watching the sudden altercation. Everyone saw the knife he was holding in the rainwater, replaying in their minds the scene from last night when a fierce Tibetan mastiff was nearly cut in half by this very knife

A full two hours

With one hand, he reached around the back of her head, pressing her face towards himself, yet he felt her struggling to pull away.

Is it her? Wen Han felt somewhat dazed, with a strange emotion pressing down on her chest. Just a moment ago, she was anxiously trying to make her face look better, eager to come out and express her gratitude to him. Now, all those emotions had vanished. What remained was the memory of the first time she saw this girl, her clothes torn and tattered by Cheng Mu Yun, awkwardly wrapping her upper body with a shawl, the sound of his fingers lightly tapping on the door frame, and the scene of this girl fleeing in panic amidst her joyful laughter.

"Are you deliberately trying to engage me in conversation?" She finally couldn't hold back and ended the topic herself

Moreover, their travel itinerary is not a military secret

Upon encountering his warmth, his skin, one feels a profound sense of safety

You

The two individuals left, and the outside was bustling with activity

Thus, she tried to lower her voice as much as possible, while the man beside her suddenly showed some interest in chatting. She had never imagined that she would lie on the same bed with him and talk about ordinary life. From her university major to her adoptive parents, he seemed interested in listening, and he always managed to bring up another new question after their conversation paused.

The damp towel glided from the inner side of her arm to her fingertips, then continued down the inner thigh along the area rich in blood vessels. Throughout the process, both warmth and cold were in a state of chaos, and she vaguely heard him say, "You shouldn't have come to Nepal." Or perhaps he never said it at all; it was merely a dream of hers.

Wenhan was at a loss for how to respond

However, it is merely a separation of sight; she believes that the sound cannot be separated at all

In a muffled sound, the curtain was drawn down

She opened her eyes, awakening from a serious illness, and looked at him in confusion

He left here, and after a while, returned to the tent carrying a kettle of water. He lifted the lid, took out the towel from the copper kettle, and wrung it out

From undressing to re-examining the wound, and finally dressing her again, all of it was done by his own hands

Wang Wenhao fell into the mud once again

Outside the tent, the guides were busy setting up the elephants and directing the mahouts

However, it does not prevent him from speaking to her with his last bit of patience

in the noisy sound of rain

Cheng Mu Yun supported himself against the ground, stood up, and at the moment he raised his eyes, he had already returned to normal. His tranquility stood in stark contrast to the noisy sound of rain outside the tent, creating a sense of dissonance.

I propped my arm on the bed, leaning my cheek to look at her, and said, "I find it very interesting"

He took off those heavy military boots, lightened his body, and lay on his side next to her. She could only lie on her side due to an injury on one shoulder, just leaving him enough space, feeling his arm wrap around her: "I could die quietly like that beast in some place at any moment. If I had met you a few years later or a few years earlier, it would have been much simpler"

The pain from the wound still pierced in waves. She used dry shampoo to make her damp hair look somewhat presentable. "We are planning to cancel the trip and return to Calgary," Agassi said with a smile as he handed her a comb, frowning as he reminded her, "When we get back, make sure to take a good shower. For now, don't let any man come near you; you really smell... the scent of alcohol is quite strong.

The man in front pressed his knee against his right leg, and the dagger plunged into the ground with a thud, leaving only the black handle visible

Wen Han's face turned pale, and she vaguely responded. Under Agassi's curious questioning, she briefly explained that she had met the girl once at a small hotel in Kathmandu. She walked over and sat down next to the girl as naturally as possible, allowing her to administer the vaccine.

Lively, with laughter echoing continuously

Waking up naturally in the deep of night, Cheng Mu Yun wanted to slowly withdraw her arm

He did not continue speaking, his lips pressed against the skin exposed on her back, feeling the warmth of her body, like a snake coiling around a person's body, enveloping her entirely in his embrace

He walked up to Wang Wenhao, and at the moment he lunged at him, his knee heavily collided with Wang Wenhao's body

He still hasn't returned; it is already dark.

"Mathematics Department, what can one do with a degree in mathematics?" Cheng Mu Yun was particularly interested in her major, "The only easy and non-dangerous job I can think of is being a teacher, which sounds like a good profession"

Such a man seems to be inherently unfit to discuss these topics

Cheng Mu Yun stepped out from under the awning, drew a dagger from his lower back, spread his legs apart, and stood in the rain

Cheng Mu Yun is indeed rare in not having any superfluous words

She inexplicably recalled the way Cheng Mu Yun had looked at her after nearly chopping a Tibetan mastiff in half last night, as if his eyes had been soaked in black blood for years, resembling a malevolent spirit that had just crawled up from hell

In the future, when you are in the classroom with those children, will you tell them about your days in Nepal? Cheng Mu Yun stepped forward, pressing her forehead against Wen Han's, softly interrupting her inquiry with her own question, "Will you talk about how you mingled with a man in the laundry room, about how a man stripped you naked and drew sketches in a shabby, unfamiliar inn, about the attack you experienced from poachers by the banks of the Cui Su Li River?"

Meng Liangchuan snapped his fingers at Wen Han

Wen Han gasped for breath, hurriedly moving away from the small stool and retreating a few steps

His hand left her forehead, and she unconsciously reached out, trying to grasp him again in mid-air. This time, he did not evade her so ruthlessly, allowing her to grasp his sleeve.

Ke Wenhan, however, is unclear about whom he has caught

When Wenhan was chatting with him about these topics, there was a strong sense of incongruity, as if he could discuss firearms, the numerous religious beliefs in Nepal, even water pipes and hand-drawing, all of which were possible. However, when it came to talking about everyday life, learning, work, and other such topics, it made you feel that he was actually not very familiar or knowledgeable about them.

However, now ... ...

Take the backpack that is placed at the foot of the bed and leaning against the tent, find a black top, and change her into a clean outfit without any bloodstains

His black boots appeared on her right side

Wen Han did hear the cheers

However, Cheng Mu Yun happened to be absent from the camp

Wang Wenhao did not pay attention to this place, but was always focused on the luggage of the crowd

His fingers gently touched her eyelashes, then slid down along her nose until they reached her lips. Cheng Mu Yun gave her a tender kiss that she had never experienced since they met. This person, ah, to become gentle, perhaps could take a person's life: "Good night, my dear"

Gathering into ditches on the ground, his black boots slowly waded through the streams of water, circumventing the cluster of tents, and heading towards the nearby rain shelter

What happened? He smiled lightly and seductively

Wang Wenhao raised both hands and, with a dark expression, sought reconciliation: "Alright, alright, I admit I cannot provoke you. Tomorrow I will provide you with adequate compensation, and we can part on good terms."

She looked up at his eyes, and he lowered his eyelashes to gaze back at her

But she cannot express it

Wen Han could not help but continue to think about it, spending the entire day watching that girl, who occasionally scrutinized her with a probing gaze. It seemed that she was well aware that she was also one of his women

This is the special service mentioned by Cheng Mu Yun, introduced to him by the proprietress, the girl who brings him joy. She now appears here

This man, she was still rejecting him yesterday morning, urging him to keep his distance from her

If it were before last night, she would have thought that the man's words were mere pretentiousness

This situation is as awkward as it can possibly be

Cheng Mu Yun got out of bed and put on his shoes, but Wen Han suddenly grabbed him. Just as he turned around, she let go. She suddenly thought about whether she could change out of her bloodstained clothes. Normally, this would not be difficult, but now she needed someone to help her.

The temperature was cold, and my throat felt dry. I turned to reach for the kettle, concealing the slight flush on my cheeks caused by my inability to be honest about last night's events

Yet she sat in the large tent, facing the kettle that had yet to boil, striving to keep herself from moving. ... Sitting here, the girl with whom he once shared a fleeting romance was in this camp, perhaps ... . ... She had come here specifically to see him once more.

She is feeling jealous for that girl, but she does not dare to admit it, after all, the man in front of her has known her for no more than one hundred hours

"It's too expensive," Langmu murmured beside Wencan, complaining about how costly the porters hired by the guide were. "We are tourists fighting against poachers and should be treated like guests, but this price is simply treating us like enemies."

I have a clean shirt in my backpack," Wen Han said softly, "Could you please help me change my clothes

Wang Wenhao was also under the rain shelter, feeling quite anxious, and was loudly arguing with Meng Liangchuan in Chinese. When Wang Wenhao noticed someone entering the shelter behind him, he turned around to see who it was, and his anger surged even higher. Just moments ago, he had witnessed this man entering the large tent where Wen Han was, and this man actually took his money, and despite his warning, still dared to approach his woman.

Slowly, the arm that had trapped her loosened its grip

On the afternoon of the second day, Wen Han was awakened by Agassi

... ...