Qi Ruigang chuckled and continued drying her coat.
...
The rain kept pouring.
It had been raining for a long while and showed no sign of stopping.
The firewood they had for warmth was almost used up.
Qi Ruigang stuffed her coat back to her, got up, and walked to the wooden bed, lifting his foot and giving it a hard kick, dismantling it in a few blows.
Mo Lan: "..."
This person is really violent.
Qi Ruigang took a few planks, split them, and threw them into the fire.
"These planks should last us until the evening," he said.
"If it weren't for you, I would probably already be back, not stuck in this godforsaken place." Mo Lan murmured a small complaint.
Qi Ruigang sat down and smiled, "Don't you think being trapped in this place is an experience in life?"
"...I don't think so."
"I actually hope this rain lasts a bit longer."
Mo Lan glared at him, "I hope it stops right away."
