"Is this yours?" Li Jia pointed at the water bottle and asked.
Yuxin nodded, "Yeah, it's mine, my name's on it," he felt a sudden joy at the recovery of this water bottle.
"So, your name is Yuxin?"
Li Jia scooped up a handful of snow, packed it into a ball, and threw it forward, "We found this on the other side of the small path. If it weren't for this bottle, we might not have found our way here."
"So…" Yuxin patted his water bottle, "did my bottle save our lives?"
"Kind of," Li Jia didn't dare to confirm, "Maybe it didn't save our lives, perhaps we're destined to freeze or starve to death here."
Strangely, she didn't feel any regrets, even though they were stuck in this godforsaken place blanketed in snow, she had no regrets.
In fact, she was proud because she had successfully completed a surgery herself.