No one's land.

In the middle of the night, an elite woman with a pen and a dusty field survivor met unexpectedly, and they were supposed to be standing up against each other, but she was forced to walk side by side in a resource-deficient situation, and at first she was cold and distant, and he had the courage to close her distance, and her fingertips were drawn for her clothes, and she didn't mean to go through her skin, and the fire, and she held her wrists in search of warmth, and her breath was out of control, and in the middle of the night, he held her body around to avoid unknown threats, and her body shuddered, and the danger and obscured in the dark, and suddenly he got away from her.