"You little elf, you must have some poisonous magic that could confuse people's minds. Only because of that I was fascinated by you. Otherwise, how could it be possible that I could be crazy about a bad woman like you."
Poppy was dumbfounded by what he said, "Are you saying that you love me? Well, that is really a stupid and lame way, level zero. It's not very romantic, but... I like it."
Kenny was overjoyed, "You like me?”
Poppy changed her tune and said, "You just keep dreaming of your Utopian dream."
Kenny kept silent, and after a while, he became serious, " Poppy, what I am talking about now is not joking with you, Listen!"
He held her hand, and the warmth from his palm melted the ice in her heart.
The cave was very quiet, so quiet that she had an illusion that the time stood still at this moment.
"Yeah." Poppy answered.
"If we could leave here alive, I hope you could give me a chance. I want to protect you. I’m not joking."
The smile on the corners of Poppy 's mouth went away. There was a long silence, she avoided his eyes.
It took so long before she responded that Kenny felt like a century had passed. She said yes in a very small voice.
Kenny heard the answer from her. Whether the answer was her heart in it or just some comforting words she said because he was injured, which all made him feel relieved and happy.
The night came quietly.
After sunset, Poppy didn't go out again. She was not familiar with the terrain of this area, so she didn't know whether there would be any beasts nearby.
Poppy piled up firewood and lighted a fire. They sat in front of the warm fire. She looked at the food and handed him the last protein bar, "Eat!"
"You have it, I'm full."
Poppy shoved the protein bar directly in his mouth, "You are a patient, and I am a healthy person, so I can’t starve you, right."
Seeing that he didn’t chew, Poppy pointed to the bag of wild fruits, "Don't worry, these
are also our food."
They both knew however the wild fruits could stave off hunger, they still would not survive long only relying on that. If the search personnel couldn’t come tomorrow, they would be in serious trouble.
After that, none spoke a word, and there was unanimous silence. The cave became extremely quiet, only the crackling sound of firewood burning.
As the night wore on, it was getting colder and colder, and Kenny, who was originally lying there calmly, couldn't help shaking, trembling slightly, which soon attracted Poppy 's attention.
She touched his face and hands with concern, " Are you ok?"
"I’m fine!" said Kenny softly.
Poppy touched his forehead again. It felt very hot, "You have a fever?"
She thought about it seriously and realized that it must be the wounds that caused the inflammation. She made a silent sigh, and took out the anti-inflammatory medicine for him.
The night got deeper, but Kenny did not get better at all. He looked even worse, and fell into a blur and half-sleep state. He was lying there unconscious and even started to murmur to himself.
Poppy might as well simply rest his head on her thigh, and take his hand tightly. She was wondering what he was murmuring, so she leaned down and heard her own name, " Poppy... Poppy..."
"I'm here, don’t worry, you will be fine. You have to be fine!"
At this moment, her heart melted.
The flames illuminated his face, and a layer of thin sweat was beading his forehead. She gently wiped the sweat from his forehead. Watching him in pain, she was a little heart broken, "Kenny, You're so stupid! Why did you do that? You are the most eligible bachelor that all women in City H dream of. Don’t you know that there is nothing good for you to fall in love with a woman like me, only to get you in trouble and even get you dead.”
I’m a cruel, scheming woman, and a vixen...
"I am a thorough bad woman. I have been using you all the time. Don’t you know that!"
"Nothing good happens when you are with me, you should stay away from me, stay in your own gentle world and be you playboy. Why are you so stupid to chase me and get yourself in such trouble!"
She subconsciously took his hand hard, although there were still only tough words coming out from her mouth, yet her heart was in the warmth that she had never had in the past dozen years.
This man is an idiot and a fool. Otherwise, why else could he be willing to die for a bad woman who took advantage of him? Wasn’t he good at doing business? What advantage would that be for him to spend so much money on her?
Didn’t he know this was a money-losing decision?
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