Wen Ran brushed off the snow from his body and pulled him to stand up from the snow. Their hands remained intertwined.
Shen Wu enjoyed the feeling of Wen Ran holding his hand, all warm and cozy, making him less sleepy. His eyes had a hint of pitiful red because of the "cold war" Wen Ran mentioned, still leaving him somewhat worried.
Wen Ran helped him put on his hood, covering most of his face. "I don't know where Qiu Shui and the others fell. Let's go find them."
Shen Wu obediently nodded.
Wen Ran remembered something and quickly said, "Isn't your nose very keen? Hurry and sniff around, see where you can catch Qiu Shui's scent!"
Shen Wu blinked his eyes and said, "Ranran, I've only remembered your scent."
Wen Ran's heart skipped again, and after a moment, she turned her face away, muttering under her breath, "Can't really rely on you in critical times."
