"I'm fine," An Ke frowned and tried to stand up.
"Let's go find a river to treat your wounds," He Ting helped An Ke up and led her out of the helicopter.
As soon as An Ke and He Ting stepped out, they saw a dense forest. Fortunately, there was a river not far away.
"I'll carry you there. It'll be faster," He Ting said.
"No need. We can walk by ourselves," An Ke shook off He Ting's hand and staggered towards the river. He Ting had no choice but to keep a close eye on her from behind in case she fell. It took them half an hour to reach the river at a leisurely pace.
An Ke sat down by the river. She looked at her reflection in the water, then tore a piece of fabric from her long dress and began to clean her wounds. Occasionally, she would let out a soft hiss of pain.
"Where shall we sleep tonight?" An Ke asked without looking up, still cleaning her wounds.
"We definitely can't sleep in the helicopter. It might collapse at any time," He Ting looked around and was silent for a while.
"Let's sleep by this river. It's getting late. I'll keep watch over you," He Ting looked at An Ke as if asking for her opinion.
"Okay," An Ke replied briefly. After cleaning her wounds, she found a flat spot by the river and was about to lie down.
"Here," He Ting took off his suit jacket and offered it to An Ke. An Ke looked at him in confusion and didn't take it.
"Use it as a pillow. I'm afraid you might hurt your head again," He Ting explained.
"Thank you," An Ke took the jacket from his hand and lay down.
The place An Ke chose was in a meadow. For many girls, sleeping on the grass might be unthinkable, but for An Ke, a special agent, it was quite normal.
He Ting glanced at An Ke from time to time and then at the moon in the sky. It was very quiet around them. Suddenly, a grunt came from not far away. He Ting immediately became alert and stared intently at the direction from which the sound came. As the sound got closer, He Ting realized that it was a wild boar.
"An An, wake up," He Ting nudged the sleeping An Ke.
"There's a wild boar. An Ke, wake up," He Ting nudged her again.
Due to her natural alertness as a special agent, An Ke wasn't really asleep, so she woke up as soon as He Ting nudged her. She got up and saw the wild boar not far away.
"I'll take you away," He Ting looked at her.
"It's okay. We can kill it," An Ke yawned. Her expression remained unchanged, and she said it as if it were no big deal.
"Okay," At first, He Ting was a bit shocked when he heard what An Ke said. But then, thinking of her identity as a special agent, he understood.
An Ke got up and picked up some sharp stones from the river. She gave a sly smile as she looked at the stones.
When the wild boar got closer, An Ke threw the stones. The stones flew like arrows and pierced into the wild boar's flesh. The wild boar felt the pain and immediately let out a loud grunt. It was even a bit angry.
An Ke ignored the wild boar's reaction and continued to throw stones at it. The wild boar had more and more wounds on its body and began to feel a bit scared, so it tried to run away.
"He Ting, stop it," An Ke shouted.
He Ting nodded, took out his pistol from his pants pocket, and fired a few shots at the wild boar.
An Ke was a bit surprised. She didn't expect him to be carrying a gun. Amid her surprise, the wild boar fell to the ground with a thud.
An Ke walked towards the wild boar and shouted at He Ting.
"Help me drag this wild boar over," she said.
He Ting didn't know what she was going to do, but he still went over. They dragged the wild boar towards the river together. He Ting looked at An Ke. There was stubbornness and pride on her face.
An Ke and He Ting were both very strong, so it didn't take them long to drag the wild boar to the river.
"What do you want to do?" He Ting looked at her.
"You should have a lighter, right?" An Ke looked at him without answering his question.
He Ting took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it to An Ke.
"Do you want to roast wild boar meat?"
"Yes!" As she said that, An Ke began to look for dry grass and firewood. He Ting followed her and also started looking.
When they had collected enough, they sat down by the river. An Ke lit the dry grass and placed it in the space surrounded by the firewood. She picked up some more stones from the river and used them to cut open the wild boar's skin.
"How did you do that?" He Ting was very shocked that someone could cut open a wild boar's skin with just stones.
"Practice," An Ke didn't look up and concentrated on cutting the meat. She cut off a large piece of meat, washed it in the river, then found a sharp bamboo stick, skewered the meat on it, and returned to the fire pit to roast it.
"You're amazing," He Ting said admiringly as he watched her skillful movements.
"I'm just used to it," An Ke looked up at the sky. He Ting didn't know how cruel the training An Ke had gone through on her way to becoming a special agent was.
The priest only selected five people out of five thousand as his five great generals. He trained their strength, agility, accuracy... These were nothing compared to those devil - like trainings. She still clearly remembered the time when she and Bo Jinnian were thrown into a pack of wolves by the priest. Fear and despair welled up in her heart.
"The meat is ready," He Ting reminded the distracted An Ke.
An Ke came back to her senses and handed the roasted meat to He Ting.
"I don't like owing others. This is a way to repay you. I'll pay you back the rest slowly," she said.
"I don't need you to repay me anything. You don't owe me anything. It's me who owes you too much," He Ting said.
"You're so noisy. Just take it," An Ke said impatiently.
He Ting looked at An Ke like this and silently took the meat. He tasted it subconsciously and was surprised to find that it was actually quite delicious.
"It's delicious!"
"Yeah."
An Ke put out the remaining fire with water, then lay down again, ready to go to sleep.
He Ting sat down beside her and ate the wild boar meat roasted by An Ke. He Ting really hadn't eaten anything made by An Ke for a very long time. A few years ago, An Ke had still cooked for him, and at that time, An Ke loved him very much, not as cold as she was now. He Ting sighed and shook his head.
An Ke was lying on the ground but not asleep. She closed her eyes, and her mind was full of He Ting's words just now, "It's me who owes you too much." The once - deep love and pain couldn't be forgotten just because An Ke wanted to. And that kind of love couldn't be shaken off just because An Ke wanted to. An Ke had always been forcing herself to remember one thought: she didn't love He Ting; she only hated him. But only her own heart knew how she really felt about He Ting.