Chapter 12: The night is getting darker under the moon, and the wind outside the cave is still bleak, sometimes mixed with the roar of the beast in the distance, as if to declare the danger of this secret territory. Inside the cave, the firelight had been slightly extinguished, only the charcoal fire was still occasionally making a few "crack" Sound. Li Han gently put down the already sleeping Ling Frost, carefully stood up to ensure that she did not wake up. He went to the entrance of the cave, exchanged a look with Mu Yun, and motioned to replace him with a vigil. Mu Yun nodded, leaned against the wall of the cave, and soon entered a shallow sleep state. After a day of fierce fighting, fatigue has invaded the bodies of each of them. Li Han stood alone at the entrance of the cave, his eyes fixed on the dark woods. The cold wind blew, and he could not help but tighten the skirt, but the thoughts in his heart could not be calm. At that moment, his brief contact with Ling Frost made his mood extremely complicated. As a man who grew up accustomed to loneliness and calmness, he never thought he would feel so much for a woman. Ling Frost's strength and fragility, cold pride and gentleness, are like a puzzle that cannot be ignored, deeply attracted him. "Maybe, I really shouldn't think too much." Li Han smiled mockingly and forced down his thoughts. Now is not the time to think about these things, their first priority is to get out of this dangerous secret as soon as possible, and saving their lives is the most important thing. However, a certain emotion in the heart is like a weed, let Li Han how depressed, still can not completely dissipate. He couldn't help but look back again at the frost that was sleeping. Her brows frowned slightly, as if she had not been completely relaxed in her dream. "What the hell has she been through?" Li Han asked himself silently in his heart. Ling Frost's body was clearly carrying a heavy past, those secrets she did not want to mention, as if layers of cold armor, will be her inner layer of wrapping. Li Han suddenly had an impulse to approach her, understand her, and untie those chains in her heart. But reason soon calmed him down. He knew that Ling Frost was not an easy person to approach, especially in this secret situation of crisis, emotional fluctuations are likely to put them in greater danger. Just as Li Han was lost in thought, a slight sound of footsteps quietly approached. Li Han quickly turned around, and the sword in his hand was already condensed in the palm of his hand. "It's me." Ling Frost said softly, his eyes soft and quiet, as if he had completely recovered. Li Han breathed a sigh of relief, took back his sword and said softly, "You should rest a little longer. We don't know what kind of challenges we will encounter tomorrow." Ling Frost gently shook his head and smiled slightly: "Thank you for caring about me, but I am much better." Besides, I don't want you to be alone in the vigil." There was a hint of warmth in her voice, as if she were telling a common little thing, but Li Han's heart was slightly shocked by her words. "Well, then we'll keep a vigil together." Li Han said no more, sitting silently beside her, his eyes back to the dark woods. The two sat in silence, the night wind bringing a hint of cool moisture, and the leaves around them rustled in the wind. The breath of Ling frost is beside him, fragrant and elegant. Li Han could not help feeling a subtle tension, but he forced the emotion down. "You... ... Never left the family before, have you?" Ling Frost suddenly opened his mouth and broke the silence. Then he nodded, "Yes." This secret trip was the first time I had left my family so far." "No wonder." Ling Frost gently sighed, with a hint of emotion in his eyes, "You have a kind of... ... The pure breath, as if not yet polluted by the troubles of the world." Li Han had some surprises and turned to Ling Frost. Her face looked particularly soft in the moonlight, but her eyes were a little sad, as if she were telling a helpless fate. "And you?" Li Han couldn't help but ask, "You... ... What have you been through before?" Ling Frost's expression was slightly stiff for a moment, but he soon regained calm. She turned her head, no longer looking at Li Han, her voice low: "My past is not important, what matters is the present and the future." Li Han perceived her resistance and did not ask any more questions. The two fell silent again. However, in the silence of this moment, Li Han felt an indescribable connection. Although Ling Frost did not want to talk more about her past, he faintly felt the loneliness and pain in her heart. "We'll all face the next challenge together anyway," Sgt. Mike Pence said. Li Han said firmly, his eyes bright and bright. Ling Frost looked at him, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. She did not speak again, but nodded silently, and the hard line of defense in her heart seemed to falter slightly at this moment. The distant sky gradually shone a glimmer, and the dawn was coming. Li Han and Ling Frost looked at each other and smiled, as if this delicate moment had made the distance between them no longer so far away. "Come on, go wake up Muyun, we've got to move on." Ling Frost said softly, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his tone. Li Han nodded and got up and walked toward the cave. Ling Frost looked at his back and moved slightly in his heart. Perhaps, in this dangerous secret, they are not only companions, perhaps there are more things quietly growing invisibly. The sun is about to rise, and a new day brings new hope and unknowns.