Divorced but Delighted

Once his thoughts started to emerge, it was as if vines had grown roots and were continuously extending outwards.

The fire in the cave flickered, but because no one added firewood, it seemed to be extinguishing.

Patrick lowered his eyes and threw a handful of firewood in.

He saw that the fire had dimmed a little because of the branch that had just been thrown. in. After a light sound, the flame suddenly rose, lighting up the whole cave.

At this moment, Patrick suddenly propped himself up in pain and struggled to stand up.

The moment he got up, he felt dark in front of him for a moment. He almost lost all his strength and fell straight towards the ground.

Fortunately, at that moment, before he fully fainted, his body instinctively propped himself up against the stone wall in the cave and stood up.

He pursed his lips and relaxed for a while. Finally, he managed to stand up.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the cold night outside, and stumbled out.

He had been to the place where the water was extracted, and it was not far away from here. Logically speaking, the woman should have come back a long time ago, but she didn’t.

Patrick wouldn’t have guessed that Cierra would run away at this time.

If she wanted to leave, it was obviously a better time to leave during the day, instead of bringing him food and water during the day.

She hadn’t come back for so long. Maybe…

Patrick didn’t dare to think too much about it. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his consciousness gradually blurred after a few steps, so he walked very slowly.

Finally, he tripped over a bush in the wilderness and had no choice but to stop.

He closed his eyes, trying to wake himself up.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt dizzy.

The moonlight fell on his feet, and he seemed to see a few shadows vaguely.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

At this age, he had never had such an emotion-he didn’t know what to do next.

He used to do whatever he wanted in the past. He never deliberately looked at the future.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be no way around.

He couldn’t even force his way through.

But why?

figure

forward, but that he was a little afraid. He was afraid that if he took one wrong step, he would

What?

Was he actually afraid?

Why?

Why?

have

be the

tree trunk, and

his eyes and pressed hard on the wound with trembling

out on his forehead, as if he had been

a while,

was no emotion in his

road ahead with no

Patrick saw

walked along this path, he could see with his own eyes whether Cierra had died outside or she had deliberately not come

suddenly

from the wound on his

“Patrick?”

behind him. It came from a distance and lingered in the empty forest for a long time, like the

you run

woman who was holding the water

couldn’t describe how he felt

should he

was as if something had suddenly blocked his chest, making him panic, but he didn’t dislike this

such a feeling before, and he

that this kind of emotion could last a

uncomfortable, but he

concert. It was

was willing to restrain his emotions. No matter how it echoed

was thinking at the moment. She just glanced at the small pool of blood at his feet. For a

and again, she finally

come out

the emotions

hoarse. He said weakly, “I’m already like this. Do

else can

Cierra blinked.

was really awesome. She remembered that when she was

the

it awesome to see someone who was about to die but still

Cierra saw Patrick’s speechless expression, she seemed to