San Moli , remembering what Ye Feng had just said, felt a little frightened. Ye Feng asked calmly, "Why are you back? I thought you would have reached Huayang Lake by now." 

"We got lost, and somehow ended up here again," Xia Yu replied, helping Lin Yiwei sit down. "Tonight is destined to be a boring night." Ye Feng sighed, then added mysteriously, "Let me tell you a story. Before I set out on this trip, I asked a friend. She's a very powerful fortuneteller. She said that five people would survive this trip. Of course, it's also possible that no one would survive. She wouldn't confirm which one, because that's a secret." 

"That's nonsense." Xia Yu sneered. 

"Don't you think it's a coincidence? There are just five of us." 

San Moli shuddered at the words. It was like being stabbed in the most fearful and vulnerable part of her body. The cold air poured in mercilessly, and she fell. 

The fire slowly dwindled because no new firewood was added, and the dim red light was like the setting sun. At this moment, Lin Yiwei said, "There are three rooms upstairs. You guys can sleep up there. Xia Yu and I can stay downstairs." 

"How boring," Ye Feng sighed. "I was hoping for some excitement, but now I'm not in the mood. Go to bed." He stood up and walked to the stairs, then suddenly turned back and passed by Liu Qingwen, whispering, "Your painting looks like a pile of dog shit." 

Liu Qingwen was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He saw Ye Feng had already gone upstairs with an oil lamp. He continued to watch the rain from the window for a while before standing up. He lifted his travel bag and placed it on the table. He took out his sketchpad and brushes, thought for a moment, and then took out a small knife and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he slowly went upstairs. San Moli followed him silently. Lin Yiwei's head unconsciously leaned against Xia Yu's shoulder, and Xia Yu put his arm around Lin Yiwei's waist. 

Lin Yiwei said sadly, "We had agreed to go on a breakup trip, and now we've lost our ring. Everything's a mess." "Let's not break up, okay?" Xia Yu stared into Lin Yiwei's eyes. 

Lin Yiwei nodded, "Okay, let's not argue anymore." 

They cuddled together and fell asleep. 

The desert wind continued to howl, as if it would never tire. In the middle of the night, Lin Yiwei seemed to be awakened by footsteps upstairs. She asked, "Who's walking upstairs?" Xia Yu gently patted Lin Yiwei and said, "It's okay, maybe a mouse, or one of them going to the bathroom." And so the two of them fell into a deep sleep again.