"Yes, it's okay. As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter where I live," Han Shilan replied with a slight smile.
"I'm afraid you, a pampered young lady, can't handle it." As Yang Feng spoke, he used his divine sense to search the cave and found that it should be a natural cave with what seemed to be a passage inside, but his divine sense could no longer penetrate further.
In short, there shouldn't be any danger inside.
"Tch, if you can stand it, how could I not?" Han Shilan said stubbornly, feeling quite unconvinced. She disliked being called "Miss" all the time.
Soon, the two entered the cave. Along the way, they collected a lot of firewood and started a fire inside.
Yang Feng sat to one side, leaning against the rock, looking at the fire in front of him, and gradually felt sleepy.
Han Shilan, who was beside Yang Feng, was also looking at the fire in front of her, hugging her knees. Suddenly, she turned to look at Yang Feng and said:
"Yang Feng, do you think we'll be stuck on this desolate island forever?"
After hearing this, Yang Feng paused for a moment before saying, "No, there's always a way. Besides, we haven't fully explored this island yet, so there might still be people inside."
"How could that be? We've been walking around for ages this afternoon and haven't seen a soul. How could anyone possibly live here? Besides, if someone did live here, we should have seen some traces of them in the places we've been," Han Shilan retorted, pursing her lips.
“Anything is possible.” Yang Feng pulled Han Shilan into his arms with one hand and said softly, “Alright, let’s go to sleep now. We’ll search the island again tomorrow.”
"Um... Yang Feng, I need to use the restroom." Han Shilan buried her head in Yang Feng's chest, her face slightly flushed, and whispered.
"Let's go then, I'll take you outside." Yang Feng didn't seem to mind at all. He stood up, pulled Han Shilan, and walked outside.
After leaving the cave, they came to a large tree. Yang Feng turned around and said, "Make do here for now, I'll keep watch for you."
"Hmm..." Han Shilan gently pursed her red lips, lifted her skirt, and began to pour water. Her face became increasingly rosy, and her beautiful eyes looked at Yang Feng's tall and straight back.
Yang Feng didn't try to spy on anyone. Instead, he carefully observed his surroundings, preparing to deal with any unexpected situations that might arise.
Soon, Han Shilan, looking shy, quickly finished dealing with the situation, put down her skirt, and went to the river to wash her hands.
"Alright? Let's go back then." Yang Feng turned around and saw Han Shilan washing her hands by the river. He walked over and said.
"Okay, sure." Han Shilan nodded obediently, came to Yang Feng's side, and walked together toward the cave.
Back in the cave, Yang Feng naturally leaned against the rock, put his arm around Han Shilan, closed his eyes, and began to rest.
Han Shilan leaned against Yang Feng, feeling very comfortable, her beautiful eyes closed, but she just couldn't fall asleep.
It's only a little past eight o'clock now, how could she possibly fall asleep so early?
After a moment, Han Shilan raised her head, her beautiful eyes holding a faint, ethereal light. Looking at Yang Feng with his eyes closed, she gently pinched his cheek and softly said:
"Yang Feng, are you asleep? I can't sleep, what should I do?"
Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes and said, "It's probably too early. How about we go outside and see the scenery before coming back to sleep?"
"Yes, this is the best option. I'll listen to you." Han Shilan's beautiful eyes lit up as she agreed.
The two arrived at the entrance of the cave, sat together, leaned against each other, and gazed at the gloomy forest in the distance, which was actually not very interesting.
The sky above was filled with countless tiny, dazzling stars, which were incredibly beautiful.
Finally, the lonely crescent moon had a lot of companionship.
"Today seems to be February 14th, isn't it Valentine's Day?" Han Shilan leaned on Yang Feng's shoulder, her beautiful eyes gazing at the stars in the sky, and said.
However, the next moment, Yang Feng realized something was wrong and retorted, "That's not right. I clearly remember today is February 20th, right? Valentine's Day should have been over long ago."
Han Shilan rolled her eyes at Yang Feng, annoyed, and said, "You're not romantic at all. Can't you even lie to me once?"
"Uh..." Yang Feng understood now; she was trying to create a romantic atmosphere.
"Alright, let me tell you about the origin of Valentine's Day. Actually... Valentine's Day is not a festival of our Eastern country, but a custom that was introduced from the West. There are many stories behind it..." Yang Feng began to speak slowly, looking at the stars in the sky.
After talking for a while, Han Shilan finally interrupted Yang Feng, scolding him irritably, "What's the point of you telling me all this? I don't want to hear it."
"Uh, hehe, actually, as long as you love someone more, then every day can be Valentine's Day for her," Yang Feng said.
"Wait, our country should also have a Valentine's Day, right? Isn't it Qixi Festival? It's August 17th, it's not here yet!" Han Shilan suddenly remembered something and said.
"That's right, you have a good memory." Yang Feng praised.
"Of course." Han Shilan leaned happily on Yang Feng's shoulder. "You mustn't forget."
"No, that won't happen." Yang Feng nodded firmly and replied.
Although today is not Valentine's Day, for people who love each other, every day is a celebration.
The main question is whether or not there is love.
Some rejections, some reluctances, may all stem from a lack of love.
If you love someone deeply enough, you can endure anything, from simple meals to harsh weather...
Sometimes, we shouldn't think of the world as too dark...
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 369 Searching for Food
“I see you’re tired too. Let’s go inside and sleep. There’s firewood inside, and it’ll be warmer than here at the entrance.” At this moment, Yang Feng shifted his gaze from the stars in the sky to Han Shilan’s face in the bright moonlight, and his heart skipped a beat.