Feng Yin and Anran stood at the entrance of the cave to take the full view of the cave.
“Fengyin, how many people live here?”
“One.”
An Ran’s expression was surprised, not suspicious of Fengyin, but just looking at the clothes hanging incomprehensible.
“But those clothes?”
Feng Yin sat casually at the entrance of the cave without rashly entering. She pointed to another stone at the entrance of the cave and said, “Sit.”
She sat down obediently, holding her shoulders and looking at Feng Yin.
It was a little cold, and their clothes were wet.
“Although the size of the clothes is different, there is only one trace of life, and it looks like it is not very old.”
An Ran asked the face.
Anyway, I would have a rest, so Feng Yin simply explained it to An Ran.
“There is only one pillow and only one set of bedding. There are two small stones next to the stones in the cave that serve as dining tables. But when you look at the seats at the foot of the seats, there is only one position that is often trampled…”
As Feng Yin explained, An Ran realized that people’s eyes were so different.
It’s not that she can’t see it, but she doesn’t think so much when she sees it.
After Feng Yin explained, An Ran understood and agreed very much, and she admired Feng Yin even deeper for a moment.
“Someone is here.”
Feng Yin suddenly spoke, An Ran turned her head and waited for a while, and finally saw a small figure walking from a distance.
Can you hear it so far?
“Who are you?”
The little boy was a little alert, but after seeing Feng Yin and An Ran sitting outside the cave, he felt a little better.
An Ran looked at the clean-dressed boy in front of him and felt happy.
There must be adults if there are children! They were finally able to get out of this mountain and contact the outside.
“Hello, I am Feng Yin, this one is An Ran. We were washed down by the mountain torrent and finally got here after we got ashore.”
After Feng Yin explained, the boy suddenly realized.