"Sorry, I won't make jokes like this again." Futaba Cheng slowly took his hand out of Nana's clothes in the morning, recalling the remaining touch and warmth, which made him cough dryly.

Perhaps because of her regular exercise in the morning, her skin itself is extremely elastic. Of course, this is not only reflected in the skin - the two of them continued to lean together and look at the falling snow outside.

, when it gets dark and the temperature cools down again, their situation will become very dangerous.

"Grandma Goda said it will snow even more tonight."

"Eh, no way."

Is it possible that Nana can only try to crawl back?

It seems that this is the only way in front of them, and their short disappearance will not attract other people's attention.

If the temperature drops at night, they really don't know if the clothes they are wearing can survive it.

"Let Nana try another potion?" Suddenly, Futaba Cheng had a bold idea, but after considering that he could not explain the origin of the potion, he gave up his idea.

After all, things like the system cannot be exposed at will.

"Nana, why don't you try to climb up?" Futaba Cheng thought about it and finally chose this method.

In the morning, Nana blinked and stood up. She made a strong man's gesture: "Okay, leave it to Nana!"

"Just try it once, because we can't lose too much heat in this kind of weather, otherwise it will be very dangerous." Just in case, Futaba Cheng reminded Nana in the morning to pay attention to safety. Recently, he saw

There have been too many accidental news reports due to hypothermia.

After morning morning Nana nodded, she staggered on the snow to the front of the slope. It seemed that she was restricted by the loose snow. Futaba Cheng noticed that the girl was very slow - and at this time, morning morning

Nana also started to get up.

Not only that, she also chanted in time with the pace: "Hey, hey, hey, hey..."

The slope was very high, so it was actually very difficult to walk up the snow like this. As expected, not long after, Futaba Makoto saw Nana rolling down in the morning: "Yeah."

"Pfft."

She raised her face from the snow, her nose still stained with white snow. In the morning, Nana shook her head to shake off the snow from her hair. She looked a little cute: "Failed."

Futaba Cheng walked over and found that Nana was fine in the morning, so he said: "Forget it, this method won't work."

"I can try again."

"Don't waste your energy in vain." Futaba Cheng said that he was unwilling to say anything, and finally took the girl back, but before leaving, he used a few thick branches to stick in the snow as a signal for help.

"Meow." Holding the white cat in her arms, Nana sat on the ground in the morning.

Futaba Cheng also sat aside.

"Hey Cheng, I cried when we fell together last time." After turning her head in the morning, Nana looked at Futaba Cheng with big eyes and asked, "Do you still remember why?"

After Futaba Cheng was silent for a few seconds, she gently stroked the white cat she was holding with her fingers: "Because at that time we all saw an animal that was frozen to death."

"It's strange, obviously these are normal things in the wild, but I cried." He said in the morning and couldn't help but laugh.

"That's just because you are too kind." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, he added, "Of course, your kindness was not reflected in your behavior when you were young."

"I'm mentioning this again." Nana patted her chest gently in the morning, "Nana is already a mature girl, so she won't be as naughty as she was when she was a child."

Futaba Cheng couldn't help but smile: "I don't deny this."

After all, I have experienced it.

Time passed little by little, and Futaba Cheng found that the scenery in the distance gradually became blurred under the cover of falling snow, which also meant that the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

This is not good news, because it will be followed by low temperatures that continue to drop sharply.

Just think of a way to get some heat.

Suddenly, Futaba Cheng spotted a plastic bag buried in the snow not far away. As if he understood something, he stood up and pulled out the plastic bag completely.

Inside were the bags of cat food I just bought.

Then Futaba Cheng looked around, then picked it up with his hands, and found that there was no mobile phone.

Returning to Nana's side in the morning, when the girl saw the cat food, she couldn't help but curiously asked: "Cat food?"

"Well, I originally bought it to go back to the shrine to feed the cats." As Futaba Cheng spoke, he tore open the cat food that was frozen to the point of hardness, and then took out the pieces of cat food that looked like small biscuits inside.

come out.

"Give."

Futaba Makoto put the cat food on a small stone nearby. As soon as the white cat smelled the smell of the cat food, he immediately started to eat it. It seemed that he was starving.

Futaba Cheng also grabbed a handful of cat food and handed it to Nana Asama: "Eat it."

"Eh?" After hearing what Futaba Makoto said, Nana thought she had heard wrong in the morning, but the next second she saw Futaba Makoto eating it directly.

"In this case, we need to add calories." Futaba Cheng chewed and said very seriously.

Although it was also his first time eating cat food.

But why does this thing taste so delicious?

It's a bit like a hard biscuit, but the taste is very strong and very fragrant.

After seeing this, Nana in the morning had no choice but to take the cat food and start eating it. Maybe it was because Futaba Makoto was demonstrating, or maybe it was because the food itself didn’t taste bad. Nana in the morning stopped eating it after taking a few bites.

resist.

"I'm thirsty, can I drink snow?"

"There are a lot of dust and bacteria in the snow, so bear with it for a while." Futaba Makoto said that he wasn't going to die of thirst yet, so there was no need to risk eating the snow.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but fortunately there is this stone slab to cover it. Futaba Makoto, Nana Hayama and a cat are hiding inside, so it is not too dangerous - but the low temperature at night is the most terrifying thing, so Futaba

Cheng needs to find a way to stay in good condition.

Suddenly, Futaba Cheng seemed to have thought of something. When the snow became a little lighter, he walked out and piled up the snow at the entrance of the stone slab.

"A Cheng, what are you doing?"

"Pile up the snow and use it as a 'door', so that we don't have to be afraid at night." After Futaba Cheng finished speaking, Nana also came forward to help in the morning. The two of them quickly built a small snow hill, and

With its obstruction, the space inside the stone slab suddenly became safer, and even the wind was not that strong.

But Futaba Makoto underestimated the cooling temperature at night——

…

After the sun went down, accompanied by the howling cold wind, the temperature plummeted to a terrifying number.

Even staying inside, Futaba Cheng felt an endless chill.

"It's so cold at night..." Futaba Cheng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He underestimated the wind on the mountain. At this time, the sound of the cold wind blowing outside was like the roar of a devil, and it didn't stop at all.

meaning.

Grabbing a handful of snow, Futaba Cheng tried to fill the gap in the snow hill in front of the stone slab, but just as he stretched out his hand, he felt a piercing pain.

"Ha." After blowing on his palm, Futaba Cheng felt something was wrong.

Suzuki and the others must have noticed that they were missing.

In the darkness, Nana groped over in the morning, and then leaned next to Futaba Makoto.

"Is it cold?"

"Hey, it's a little bit, but it feels very warm to be close to you like this." Nana's voice was full of energy in the morning.

"It's really a good idea for us to hug each other under such circumstances." Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand and hugged the girl into his arms. There was a faint fragrance beside him, which was very familiar.

In the darkness, Futaba Cheng could vaguely see Nana's bright moon-like eyes in the morning.

"A Cheng." she asked suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"If, I said if... I didn't tell you Gong Shiro's location during the school festival that day." Nana's voice was very soft in the morning,

"Will you choose me?"

Will you choose me?

In the morning, Nana might have been asking about the choice between the two, or maybe she was asking about the last dance - but at this moment, these were not important.

"I will choose..." Futaba Cheng said.

Before he finished speaking, he felt a soft touch on his lips, and Nana kissed Futaba Cheng's lips.

After a few seconds, the lips parted.

"Shh, this is enough." Nana made a shushing gesture in the morning, "I am satisfied with this answer."

"Maybe I won't regret it in the future, right?"

Futaba Cheng's face was very complicated, because this girl's very easy-to-satisfy personality even made him feel a little guilty.

"Feel sorry."

"Why do you need to apologize?"

"……I don't know either."
To be continued...