In the snowy mountains, tent camps, after nightfall, the cold wind is severe. When the fire was built, Mo Zhengyan sat there quietly. By the light of the fire, he was looking at the map record. The torch was on one side, shining brightly. Just after dinner, everyone fell asleep at night. But Mo Zhengyan had not slept yet. Qi Jane came wearing a military coat and went to the campfire.

Qi said simply, "It's not always cold outside. It's better to have an advanced tent."

"It's on fire and it's not cold." Mo Zhengyan Dao.

Qi Jane did not speak any more, just accompanied by the side.

They first...