"Alright." Lin Feng smiled. He stood up and walked to the bonfire with the two ladies before sitting down around it.
Even he, who had maxed out his willpower at 10 points, was scared to death, let alone Zhao Liying.
However, he was a man, the only man among the three of them. He had to hold on.
Even if he was afraid, he had to squeeze out a smile and pretend to be calm.
Zhang Junning looked at the fire in a daze. He had a lingering fear in his heart, but his gaze was still firm. Lin Feng added a piece of dry wood to the fire, and suddenly, there was a series of crackling sounds like frying beans. Zhao Liying was like a frightened kitten. She shrank back and smiled awkwardly at Lin Feng.
The light from the flames flickered, reflecting her red cheeks. The light traces of tears caused Lin Feng's heart to tighten. This was especially so for her sparkling eyelashes and the confusion and melancholy in her eyes. He couldn't help but feel his heart ache.
Zhao Liying hugged her knees and rested her chin on her arms. When she saw Lin Feng looking at her, a blush appeared on her face."Lin Feng, am I very useless? I can't help at all.”
"No, I didn't." Lin Feng shook his head and flipped through the dried boar skin and flute materials. He looked into Zhao Liying's eyes and said," I like your TV shows very much. Actually, I've always wanted your autograph, but I never had the chance.”
"Thank you for your comfort." Zhao Liying smiled brightly. Her clean face, under the illumination of the fire, actually looked a little holy.
"I'm telling the truth, not just to comfort you.”Lin Feng spoke.
"But there's nothing I can do other than drag you down." Zhao Liying's expression darkened.”
Lin Feng smiled. The raging flames outlined his chiseled side profile, causing him to look abnormally determined. His gaze turned into the distance outside the door. Although he had a smile on his face, there was boundless sorrow and loneliness."I'm not afraid that you'll laugh at me, but I'm an orphan. Without you by my side, no one asked me if my porridge was warm, and no one wanted to spend the evening with me.”
Zhao Liying started. She suddenly discovered that Lin Feng's eyes were like a vast starry sky, carrying her dreams and hopes. For a moment, she didn't feel that afraid. Seeing that Lin Feng was staring at the door in a daze, she didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand and tucked her messy hair behind her ears. She gently wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes and helped to flip the wild boar skin.
"Sleep early. It's already very late." Lin Feng said," I used wormwood to make the bed for you. It's dry and free of insects. In the wilderness, this is the only way.”
Zhao Liying nodded and smiled sweetly. She patted Zhang Junning, who was still in a daze, and got up to go to bed.
Seeing that they were preparing to sleep, Lin Feng walked to the door.
The light from the fire made his shadow unusually tall. He stood guard at the door like a giant spirit god. Zhao Liying looked at his shadow with tears in her eyes and fell asleep quietly.
However, perhaps because they had been overly frightened these few days, the roars of wild beasts could be heard from time to time outside the cave. The quality of their sleep wasn't very good, especially Zhao Liying. In her dreams, she kept shouting that she wanted to go home. Lin Feng smiled bitterly, and an idea flashed in his mind. He went to the bonfire and picked up the bamboo that was almost dried.
Music could soothe one's nerves and make one relax.
The creation of a bamboo flute wasn't very difficult. It was just that, relatively speaking, the requirements were meticulous. It was just that Lin Feng had heaven-defying luck value. Hence, his luck was extremely good. He succeeded in one try and his livestream was filled with six characters. However, no one felt that it was very rare. After all, many people knew how to create a bamboo flute.
However, when Lin Feng went for a sound check, the audience in the live broadcast room exploded.
In just one attempt, he managed to create a flute with a perfect tone and quality. Many people exclaimed in shock that his skills were amazing, thinking that Lin Feng had some trump card.
"Brothers and sisters, thank you for your support. It's so late, but you're still with me. The reason why I haven't closed the hall yet is not to show off my skills in making flutes, but because I think that music can soothe my nerves, so I plan to dedicate a song to Zhao Liying so that she can sleep in peace. Other than that, this song is also for everyone. I hope that everyone can enjoy their current life. Even in the face of difficulties, you can find hope from it. This song is called " The Original Scenery of My Hometown ". It's an original song that I composed. I hope everyone will like it.”
As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, Zhao Liying, who was lying on the wormwood bed, trembled. A hot tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.
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