Chapter 50: The Luck of Misfortune

"It looks like it's going to rain, are you able to stand up?"
I looked at the sky that was clear just a moment ago, but was now covered with dark clouds, and turned my head to ask Damon.
Damon braced himself and stood up, looking down at me who was still sitting on the ground.
"I'm fine, but can you stand up?"
Damon held out a hand and tried to help me up.
I wanted to refuse at first, but after looking at his wretched appearance, I finally put my hand on his.
"Hiss." I just wanted to stand up with force, I felt the pain coming from my left foot, and the body I just raised fell heavily to the ground again.
Damon was grabbed by me like this and almost fell to the ground again as well.
Fortunately, he was very strong and was not brought down by me, but his tightly pursed mouth told me that he was also feeling quite bad at this time.
Damon let go of my hand, he knelt down and helped me take off my shoes, trying to check the condition of my ankles.
I tried to stop him from making these movements, but he was so strong that I was only able to let him rub my ankle.
"Nothing is wrong, it should be a sprain, let me rub it for you, don't walk on the ground for a while." Damon kneaded on my ankle, he looked at my white ankle seriously and moved very gently.
I felt his big warm hands rubbing my ankles over and over again, bringing more relief than ever.
"How come you're good at everything?" I looked at Damon's serious look and finally raised my inner question.
Without looking at me, Damon kept his attention on my ankle and replied, "Learned it while attending summer camp."
With this manipulation on his part, my ankle did get a lot better, but that was limited to being able to stand up.
"There, that should do it." Damon carefully helped me put on my shoes and stood up with a frown, probably involving the wound on his lower back, and I saw a lot more sweat oozing from his forehead.
But every time I tried to walk, a sharp pain would come.
I looked at the sky getting darker and darker, it was obvious that a storm was about to hit, I started to get anxious, gritting my teeth and trying to force myself to walk, and was held down by Damon's shoulders and stood still.
"Let go of me, it's going to rain soon, if we don't go back Sophie and the others will be worried." I spoke in a very urgent tone, the clouds in the sky are getting darker and darker, which makes me very worried.
"Come up, I'll carry you back." Damon turned his back to me and half squatted in front of me.
"Are you kidding me, you have a deep wound!" I was not able to understand this move of his, this man to be strong at all regardless of the situation?
"I will not say my words a second time, come up and I will carry you, or I will hold you."
Damon glanced at me sideways, his turquoise eyes were written with toughness.
I bit my lip, but finally hugged Damon's neck.
Damon looked thin, but his back was still very broad, at least I was lying on it very smoothly.
He carried me with difficulty through the woods, looking for a way back.
We were rolling down the side slope, and there was a creek on one side of the roll, and the direction of the flow of the creek was the direction to go back.
At the location where we stopped, there was also a small stream.
Even though Damon's back had been smooth, I heard his panting getting heavier.
I worriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead to keep it from interfering with his vision.
I pressed my head against his broad back and listened to his heartbeat.
Although we had had many close encounters before, this was the first time I had felt our hearts so close together.
For a moment I wished that time would stand still in this moment.
But God always brings more trials. The humidity in the air was getting higher and higher, and I could already feel the raindrops falling on my cheeks.
"It's raining."
"Hold me tight, we need to find a place to get out of the rain first." After Damon said this, he walked significantly faster and his breathing sounded more ragged.
Now I was very remorseful that I should usually eat less so I wouldn't be so heavy.
Unfortunately, the raindrops were getting heavier and soon both Damon and I were drenched.
Luckily, we found an abandoned cabin, this cabin should be a ranger's occasional resting place.
The cabin was dilapidated, cobwebs everywhere, and I even saw a few rats running back and forth.
Damon kicked open the door of the cabin, the dust fell so that I could not help but sneeze twice.
The hut is full of dust, but the place is still very comprehensive equipment.
Has a small stove, a small bed, a few stools, and even some dry firewood that has been split.
"Now you stand here while I clean up." Damon put me down and let me lean against the door frame while he quickly packed up what we needed to use, especially the crib.
The quilt on the crib was torn, so Damon found some hay to spread on the crib, then carried me to the bed again.
He casually rubbed a small stool again, found a flint and lit the firewood in the stove, and the cabin was instantly filled with orange-red firelight, surprisingly revealing a hint of warmth.
"Take off your clothes." After all this was done, Damon said to me.
I hurriedly grabbed my clothes and looked at him uneasily.
"You're already soaking wet, you'll catch a cold if you don't bake and dry your clothes." Damon's eyes were clean and not colored with desire, and his fire-red hair, which was soaked through and clinging to his cheeks, surprisingly had the air of a melancholy teenager.
Although Damon said so, I still do not want to take off my clothes.
Since I was already planning to tear up the agreement, this kind of situation that would be naked, I began to refuse from the bottom of my heart.
"Then I'll get on it myself." Damon stood aside and looked at my appearance, really ready to get on and undress me himself.
"No, I'll do it myself." I had no choice but to squirm and take off the outer layer of clothes, now my body is only a bottom shirt, because it has been soaked, this thin bottom shirt is no longer able to cover my beautiful figure, black underwear can also be very clearly seen.
Damon took my clothes, his eyes lingered on my body for a long time, I could feel his gaze was becoming hot, I unnaturally put my hands around my chest, trying to cover my exposed body.
"Heh, we have done it so many times, I am familiar with every inch of your body, so why be shy?"
Damon couldn't help but laugh out loud at my appearance, his gaze teasingly glanced at me as he found two sticks to put our tunics on and propped the sticks near the stove to bake.