"Then let's go to that big tree inside to rest." Zhao Yang pointed to the large tree inside the forest and walked inside holding his hand.
At dusk.
As the sun set in the west, half the sky was stained with red clouds. As nightfall approached, the temperature in the small forest dropped and became a little cold.
The two children slept next to each other under the big tree, unsuspectingly in this small forest. After all, they were only children, and having just escaped from captivity, it was inevitable that they would let their guard down and fall asleep.
However, it was not safe in this small forest either. Under the glow of the sunset, the small forest was bathed in the red clouds, and just a hundred meters away, was a tiger that had come out looking for food. The tiger was stretching its waist and opened its mouth wide. As it walked over step by step in the small forest, its tail flicked from side to side.
