The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

The outside world was in chaos, but the scene inside the cave was quite different.

Lin Feng squatted down beside Ye Qinghan's feet, holding her left foot in his hands, his thumbs gently pressing on the outside of her swollen ankle.

The firelight flickered inside the cave, casting an orange glow on the faces of the two people. The shadows on the cave walls shone and dimmed as the flames swayed.

Ye Qinghan's ankle was more swollen than in the morning, and the purplish-blue bruising under the skin had spread even more, extending from the ankle joint all the way to the edge of the instep.

Lin Feng gently pressed around her swollen area with his fingers, his brows furrowed tightly. He looked up at her and said, "Aunt Ye, don't hold back the pain and just say it. I can see you're sweating."

Ye Qinghan looked down at him.

Lin Feng's face was still covered in mud from when he was smashing fish by the stream, and the wound on his forehead from yesterday had scabbed over. His hair was messy and covered with bits of twigs.

But his eyes were very focused, and when he massaged her ankle, the pressure was just right, neither too light nor too heavy.

From yesterday until now, during the most dangerous time, I carried her on my back and drifted for who knows how far in the mountain stream.

During the coldest time, he gave her the only sheltered spot from the wind, and stood shirtless in the blast of cold air to protect her.

When he was hungriest, he would tear off the best pieces of fish for her, while he ate the head and tail of the fish himself.

Now he was squatting at her feet, carefully massaging her swollen ankle, his worry clearly written in the deep frown on his face, not hiding it at all.

Thinking back to my own youth, Qianqian's father was just like that.

He doesn't talk much, but he always does things ahead of you and stands in your way.

He left after that and never met anyone like him again. People in officialdom expect something in return for being nice to you; even a basket of fruit given to you is kept in the dark. But Lin Feng was different; he didn't want anything from her.

A sudden impulse welled up in Ye Qinghan's heart.

Her tone was slightly teasing when she spoke, but beneath that teasing lay something she herself couldn't quite explain. "Xiao Lin, if I were ten years younger, I would definitely pursue you."

Lin Feng looked up at her, paused for a moment, and then smiled. "Aunt Ye, you're still very young." After saying that, his smile suddenly froze, realizing that his words were a bit inappropriate, and the tips of his ears turned red at a visible speed.

He quickly bent down and gently placed her feet back on the haystack, then stood up and patted the dirt off his hands. "I'll go outside and check the situation. Maybe the rescuers are already nearby." With that, he bent down and crawled out of the hole, his movements so fast it looked like someone was chasing him.

Ye Qinghan leaned against the cave wall, watching his figure disappear into the cave entrance. The corners of her mouth curved up, and then she laughed out loud.

I reached up and touched my cheek; my skin was hot, and my heart was beating faster than usual. The sky outside was gradually darkening; another day was coming to an end.

Ye Qinghan listened to the sound of rain outside the cave and the occasional footsteps of Lin Feng searching for firewood outside, but her heart was very calm.

She knew rescue would come sooner or later, but until then, she didn't mind staying in the cave a little longer.

After Lin Feng exited the cave, Ye Qinghan leaned against the cave wall and closed her eyes to rest. The firewood in the bonfire crackled and popped, and warmth wafted over from the flames.

My ankle is still aching slightly, but it's better than yesterday. At least I can stand on one leg for a while with Raymond Lam's help.

Several thoughts raced through her mind. The rescue team should be arriving soon; according to her estimate, the city police would notice something was wrong by this afternoon at the latest.

Liu Wei is a reliable person; if he doesn't receive her call by the appointed time, he will definitely investigate. Zhou Jianguo is usually a man of few words, but he is never ambiguous when it comes to important matters.

In addition, if her father finds out she's missing, he'll definitely call Lü Peng.

Although the old man has retired, he still holds considerable influence in the province, and Lü Peng is a student he personally promoted. If this call is made, the entire city of Hehai will definitely mobilize.

Therefore, she wasn't worried at all.

Footsteps came from outside. Lin Feng bent down and crawled back into the cave, saying that the sky had darkened again and it was going to rain again. The stream was also a little higher than in the morning. If it rained heavily again, they might have to move to higher ground.

Ye Qinghan nodded, saying that she thought so too, and that the rescue team should be here soon.

Lin Feng added a few more pieces of firewood to the fire, then sat down next to her and placed the wild fruits he was holding on the stone slab.

The wild berries were small, greenish-blue, and looked a bit sour, but their color had already turned slightly yellow, so they should be barely edible.

He said he picked them from a tree by the stream, and that one tasted sour but wasn't poisonous. Ye Qinghan picked one up and took a bite; it was indeed sour, so sour that she frowned. But she still ate the whole fruit and spat the pit into her hand.

Lin Feng also picked one up and took a bite. He winced at the sourness, but he didn't stop eating.

Ye Qinghan smiled at his appearance and said, "You really dare to put anything in your mouth."

Lin Feng said that as long as it's not poisonous and edible in the mountains, it's fine; even sour food is better than starving.

He spoke very casually, as if he were talking about something very ordinary, but Ye Qinghan's heart stirred again after hearing it.

About an hour later, as the light outside began to dim, Lin Feng suddenly put down the branch he was whittling and tilted his head toward the cave entrance.

He then lowered his voice and said that someone was coming, then quickly stood up and walked to the cave entrance, gently parting the bushes that were blocking the view to look out.

The rain started falling again, neither too fast nor too slow. Under the hazy sky, three people in police uniforms were walking down the opposite hillside.

The person at the very front was holding a megaphone and shouting, "Is anyone there?" His voice was broken and intermittent by the wind and rain.

They were dressed in standard police training uniforms, with belts around their waists and black training boots on their feet. Two of them held high-powered flashlights, the beams sweeping across the rain.

The leader was of medium height, with a square face, short hair, and a bit of stubble on his chin. He looked to be around forty years old, and his gait exuded the efficiency of a seasoned policeman.

The two people behind him were a tall, thin man wearing glasses and a sturdy man with a round face.

When Lin Feng saw the police uniform insignia, the breath he had been holding in for more than a day finally let out.

He turned back and shouted into the cave, "Aunt Ye, it's the police! The search and rescue team has found us!" Then he stood up, waved outside, and shouted, "Here! There's a cave over here!"

The lead policeman heard the noise, looked in Lin Feng's direction, and then quickly walked towards the cave.

When they reached the cave entrance, Lin Feng went up to greet him. The man introduced himself as the captain of the Second Brigade of the Qingyuan City Public Security Bureau, surnamed Shen, named Shen Yu.

This time, we received orders from our superiors to come to the mountainous area of ​​Lan County to search for Director Ye of the Hehai City Public Security Bureau. We asked where Director Ye was and what his situation was.

Lin Feng said that Director Ye had twisted his left ankle and couldn't walk, but was otherwise fine. Then he led Shen Yu and two other people to bend down and crawl into the hole.

Ye Qinghan sat against the cave wall. When he saw the three of them come in, he nodded and greeted them, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

His tone returned to its usual businesslike manner, and although his foot was still wrapped in a makeshift bandage made of branches and strips of cloth by Lin Feng, he already exuded the aura of a bureau chief.

Shen Yu squatted down to examine Ye Qinghan's ankle, frowned and said it was quite swollen and needed to be taken to the hospital immediately. She then asked Director Ye how he fell off the road.

Ye Qinghan briefly recounted what happened—the vehicle was maliciously hit by a large truck, lost control, crashed through the guardrail, and overturned down the hillside; her cell phone was lost inside the vehicle.

After hearing this, Shen Yu's expression turned serious. He said that the matter was very serious and that the higher authorities had dispatched a large number of police officers to conduct a thorough search in the mountainous area of ​​Lan County. Deputy Director Zhou Jianguo was personally in charge of the operation, and Director Liang from the Provincial Department was on his way.

Ye Qinghan's heart stirred slightly when she heard that Liang Ping was also on his way. Liang Ping was Qianqian's father's older brother, and he had always treated her as family over the years. It made sense, both personally and professionally, that he would come to help her when she was in trouble.

She said thank you for your help, then asked Lin Feng to help her up, and that they would lead the way.

When we came out of the cave, the sky was already overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.