The abstinent and powerful minister is cold and aloof during the day, but he adores her in his dream

Chapter 158 It seems she can't shake off this man.

However, the man on the ground had his eyes closed and remained motionless.

"Hey, stop playing around and get up." Zhiwan gently kicked him.

But the man remained lying there quietly.

Now, Zhiwan panicked a little.

She quickly knelt down and nudged the man's arm. "What's wrong? Wake up!"

"Hey, wake up, get up!"

Seeing that the man showed no signs of waking up, Zhiwan changed her approach and slapped his face, "Hey, if you don't wake up, I'm leaving..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, a cough interrupted Zhiwan before she could finish speaking.

She looked at the man with delight, and saw him slowly open his eyes.

The man was initially bewildered, but upon seeing Zhiwan, he was somewhat surprised, "You... what are you doing here?"

"I don't know either." Zhiwan shook her head. "By the way, how are you feeling? I kept calling you but you didn't wake up."

"It's alright." The man's voice was a little hoarse as he slowly sat up, his elbows resting on the sand.

Seeing that he was moving slowly and sluggishly, Zhiwan guessed that he must be injured. She quickly reached out to support him, saying incessantly, "How did you get injured again? And you ended up on this beach."

The man paused for a moment before explaining, "I didn't expect those people to have laid mines under the boat. They blew the boat up, and I didn't have time to get out. I fell into the water and was washed here."

When the man spoke, he turned his head and looked around.

"Sea mines? Ship bombing? What do you do?" Zhiwan looked at him curiously.

The man paused for a moment, then said calmly, "Guess."

"Fine, don't tell me then." Zhiwan pouted. "I'm not going to guess." With that, she tried to let go of him, but he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Zhiwan was stunned for a moment, then quickly pushed him away, "Your clothes are soaked, don't touch me."

The man then remembered and reluctantly let go.

Seeing him sitting on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, Zhiwan couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

In all the time she had known him, she had never seen him look so disheveled.

Although she couldn't see his true face clearly, judging from his speech and clothing, as well as the house he lived in each time she saw him, he must have come from a wealthy family.

Unexpectedly, I ended up stranded on the beach today.

Thinking of this, she reached out to help him, "Let me help you sit on the rock over there. It's all sand here, it's very uncomfortable."

"Hmm," the man responded in a deep voice.

Zhiwan helped him up with some difficulty, complaining, "You're so heavy."

"I'm sorry," the man said apologetically.

But Zhiwan could clearly hear a smile in his voice.

"You can still laugh?" she snapped. "You've ended up in this godforsaken place. If no one finds you, you'll be stuck here for the rest of your life."

The man's lips curled into a slight smile, and he said nonchalantly, "If I can't find it, I can't find it. I still have you with me, don't I?"

"You wish! I won't stay with you forever," Zhiwan scoffed. "I'll be leaving in a bit."

That's what she said, but looking at the pitch-black surroundings, she felt a little uneasy.

What exactly is this place?

Apart from the sound of water, all around was quiet, and the dark jungle in the distance resembled a sleeping giant.

She couldn't resist moving closer to the man's body.

The man placed his hand on her shoulder, not daring to put all his weight on her. He walked slowly, and noticing her fear, he pulled her closer to him.

"Fear?"

"Who said that?" Zhiwan retorted defiantly. "It's good that you're not afraid." The man chuckled softly.

Zhiwan pursed her lips and said nothing more. By the dim moonlight, she helped him to a rock, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, and sat down beside him.

"Gulu!"

A strange noise abruptly broke the silence.

Zhiwan realized what was happening and looked at the man teasingly, "Are you hungry?"

"I was blown into the river last night, and I haven't eaten for a whole day," the man said calmly, coughing lightly.

"What can we do? There's no food here," Zhiwan said helplessly.

"Let me rest for a bit, then I'll go catch some fish in the water and grill them for you," the man said.

Zhiwan had some doubts about whether he could go into the water to catch fish in his current weak state, but she didn't say anything to discourage him. She just said, "I don't need to. I'm not hungry. You can take care of yourself."

The man didn't speak again, but rested his head on her shoulder and gently inhaled her fragrance.

"It's been so long since I've seen you. What have you been busy with all this time?" The man's long, slender fingers twirled a strand of her hair that fell beside her ear.

Zhiwan had intended to push him away, but upon hearing this, she paused, frowned, and said, "I didn't do anything." She had been rushing back to the capital, playing with Ouyang Zhenzhu during the day and painting in the cabin at night.

Although the voyage went smoothly, it still took seven or eight days to get there.

During this period, the two did not meet again.

She had thought that the last night at the Lu family villa in Yangzhou would be the last time the two of them would meet, but she never expected that they would meet again today.

Thinking about this, she felt conflicted.

What should she do? It seems she can't shake this person off...

Suddenly, she felt a lightness on her shoulder, and when she came to her senses, she saw the man slowly walking into the jungle.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zhiwan was startled and quickly called out.

"I'll be right back," the man said without turning his head.

Zhiwan sat alone on the rock, looking at the darkness around her, feeling uneasy, afraid that the man would abandon her. She hurriedly got up and chased after the place where the man had gone.

When she found the man, he was already carrying a stack of firewood.

What are you going to do with all this wood?

"Aren't you afraid of the dark?" the man asked.

Zhiwan was taken aback.

"Let's go." The man took her hand.

Zhiwan followed him somewhat passively.

He chose a spot near the shore, put down the firewood, and then went to find two fist-sized stones.

Seeing him squatting there, his hands tightly gripping stones and rubbing them together, Zhiwan squatted down as well, looking at him curiously. "What are you doing?"

"Light the fire," the man explained calmly.

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan looked at him with some interest. She had thought he was just a rich young master, but she hadn't expected him to have such abilities.

After a while, the stone in the man's hand finally sparked, igniting the dry grass in front of him. He then stopped hitting the stone and quickly placed the burning grass on the firewood.

Seeing the burning firewood, Zhiwan was extremely surprised, "It really caught fire."

The man didn't say anything, but moved a slightly flat stone for her to sit on, and then rearranged the firewood.

"You watch the fire, I'm going to spear the fish in the water." He picked up a tree branch, gave the instructions, and got up to walk towards the water.

Watching his figure disappear into the darkness, Zhiwan couldn't help but call out, "Be careful!"

"Hmm," came the man's deep voice.

(End of this chapter)