Before his consciousness completely disappeared, Lin Han saw someone within his field of vision running towards him as fast as he could, pushing aside the blood on the ground.

He moved his lips and wanted to call his name, to comfort him with a smile and say that he was fine, but in the end it was difficult to even reach out and touch him. He couldn't do anything.

But luckily... I still caught up.

All the fatigue finally overwhelmed him at this moment, but Lin Han felt much more comfortable. When He Yunting rushed over to hug him, his body only felt relaxed.

Although the current temperature is still poisonous and oppressive, he still thinks so.

When Lin Han woke up, he found that he was being held tightly.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, or even where he was now.

He tried to open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the man's thin clothes and his chest rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

The other party also held his arm, which made Lin Han's whole body embraced by the other party in an attitude of absolute safety and protection.

He Yunting's breathing and heartbeat showed no fluctuations, as if he had maintained this posture for a long time without anyone disturbing him.

But Lin Han's slight movement still caught his attention.

Realizing that the hands holding him had loosened a little, Lin Han subconsciously wanted to find a comfortable position in He Yunting's arms, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw the mess on the ground in the cockpit.

There was a small amount of pure water left, some strange things that Lin Han had never seen before, and an open emergency medical kit.

But He Yunting seemed to have tried all these things and did not dare to hurt Lin Han. In the end, he chose to hold him personally without doing anything or thinking about anything until he woke up.

Anyway, time is the least valuable thing in this desolation.

Either waste it on meaningless fantasies, or waste it on ambiguous tenderness.

They all seem to be the right choices.

"Mr. Lin." He Yunting's voice was thick with hoarseness, as if he had suppressed it for a long time. After seeing Lin Han wake up, he finally found his voice and became unnatural.

Although the movements of his hands were a little looser, He Yunting did not let go of him. Instead, he continued to call him, for fear that Lin Han would faint in front of him again in the next second.

Lin Han wanted to answer him, but found that his throat was so painful that a simple vibration made his vocal cords feel a tearing pain.

His voice did not come out, but the sweetness in his throat could not be eliminated. Lin Han felt as if something was blocked from his lungs to his throat, but his body refused to get rid of these foreign objects, so Lin Han began to cough violently, all over his body.

He trembled violently until he coughed up a mouthful of deep red blood and then began to breathe heavily.

He Yunting immediately picked up the water on the side and moistened Lin Han's lips, but his movements were a little more precious. He didn't even dare to pat his back, waiting for Lin Han to recover on his own.

After coughing up a mouthful of blood, Lin Han felt a lot more relaxed, although he might have had little energy before taking the nutritional supplements.

Lin Han took two breaths and then said "Yeah".

"I...how long have I been unconscious?"

He Yunting was silent for a moment and then said: "The whole day."

Lin Han's heart was raised: "Then where are we now? The general didn't drive the mecha back, right? I..."

He still had something to tell He Yunting.

But He Yunting just silently hugged him tighter.

Lin Han felt relieved.

There was no way that he would not wait for He Yunting for no reason and take the risk to drive m2742 to find him.

Judging from these two points, something must have happened.

"I have already driven away from that place, don't worry." He Yunting said so.

"I opened the communication when you left and contacted Lieutenant Colonel Lu." Lin Han told He Yunting what he heard the day before, "I was worried that it would be unsafe to stay where I was, so I tried to come to you...

"

Lin Han didn't finish what he said next.

Because if it hadn't been for He Yunting, the direction of all events would have been different.

He didn't reject the other party's embrace, and he didn't have the strength to push it away now anyway.

He Yunting's hands were always steady, including holding the gun and turning on the mecha, except when he coughed up blood and handed over the water, there were a few ripples on it.

"I..." Lin Han hesitated hearing his voice, "No matter whether Mr. Lin comes or not, I will work hard to get rid of those Ke Zeen tribe, and I will definitely find you."

"Ke Zeen tribe?" Lin Han repeated this unfamiliar name, thinking of those hideous and disgusting monsters.

"Yes." He Yunting's voice calmed down again, "They are a special type of strange creatures. Their appearance is their characteristic. They are sensitive to smells, have no fixed residence, and no special eating habits, but they will attack humans.

and devour them."

"I didn't expect to meet them here." He Yunting paused, "Maybe they were attracted by the rotting Zerg corpses and groped their way here step by step."

He spoke casually, but deliberately avoided what happened after he met them, and just said "I will definitely come back."

"But Mr. Lin did a great job." He Yunting's voice was calm, as if those things had happened a long time ago and he had just returned from looking for food.

"Thank you." He Yunting said.

There was his usual coldness in his tone, but there was also an unadulterated seriousness in his coldness.

"Are you hungry, Mr. Lin?" He Yunting said, "I didn't find anything else this time, only the little golden lin fruit that Gululu brought with him last time."

Lin Han nodded and was stunned for a moment when he heard Gululu. It seemed that something was missing since he woke up: "By the way, it..."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and saw a group of little guys at his feet who were too well-behaved.

Gululu didn't bother him anymore. He was even afraid that his little weight would make Lin Han more uncomfortable, so he didn't dare to rub against him. The previous excitement was gone, and he even let out an almost inaudible whine.

Seeing it like this, Lin Han stood up from He Yunting's arms, squatted down and touched its head with his hand.

The little guy seemed to be very greedy for Lin Han's movements. He carefully took out his paws and carefully hooked his fingers. His dark beady eyes had lost their light, and he looked extremely aggrieved.

It seemed that it was not Lin Han who fainted, but him.

It therefore needs a little comfort and a little intimacy.

"What's wrong?" Lin Han remembered that it also watched him faint. He gently touched Gululu's little tail with his palm, wiped its face with his thumb, and said softly, "I'm sorry.

."

Although Lin Han still had his hand on Gululu, he raised his head and looked at He Yunting, who looked tired, and completed the apology: "I made you worry."

"No." He Yunting replied, "Mr. Lin is fine."

Gululu seemed to still be sad. Lin Han let it grab his finger, moved closer, looked at the aggrieved little guy and said, "I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to leave you."

The tip of Gululu's nose moved after hearing this, and she was finally convinced by Lin Han.

Lin Han spread his palms: "Don't you want to come up?"

The little guy hesitated for a while, but finally gave in and jumped up again to gently rub his hand.

Lin Han felt the familiar plush touch, and Gululu buried her face in his palm. After a while, she jumped onto his shoulder aggrievedly.

Lin Han actually found that there was a slight dampness in the palm of his hand.

Perhaps during the time when he was in a coma, Gululu thought he was dead.

It turns out that strange creatures can also cry?

Lin Han's heart trembled slightly, and he wiped off the moisture with his thumb, and gently patted the little guy on the shoulder again: "It won't be like this again."

"Don't cry."

The moment he wiped away Gululu's tears, Lin Han suddenly became distracted.

Will He Yunting be sad?

If he really had an accident... what would happen to him?

This idea made Lin Han feel a little lower. He imagined two situations, but found that neither of them was acceptable to him.

He didn't want to see He Yunting sad, and he couldn't even assume the possibility of such cruelty.

So he tried hard to take a bite of the only food that was not delicious, and swallowed it hard against the dryness and sweetness of his throat.

Can't stop yet.

There is still much unfinished business.

Lin Han walked to the console. Because of the position movement and weapon use, it consumed a lot of energy for the mecha.

He checked it inside and out and said to He Yunting: "We don't have much energy left."

The two of them had known this problem for a long time, so He Yunting was not surprised when it was brought up.

"Even if we stop where we are and turn on the lowest energy consumption, there will only be one day left."

They still don't know when the reinforcements will arrive, and whether another group of people who don't want them to go back will arrive here before the reinforcements.

But sitting still and waiting for death is never an option.

Seeing that Lin Han had recovered a little, Gululu finally started to try to rub against him, but she was still very careful with her movements.

Lin Han raised his hand and scratched its head: "I have one..."

"I think-"
To be continued...