The sun was shining brightly by noon, making his mouth feel dry and parched, but despite feeling hungry again, he could not bring himself to swallow the dry bread. Thus, he reluctantly took out the ham and nibbled on it to fill his hunger.
He was no stranger to walking on mountainous roads, but he was ultimately still a child with limited energy and will. Nonetheless, he held this firm belief that he must find his way home and return to his mother's side, or else she would be worried sick for his safety.
I can't let mommy worry!
I must push on!
Just like that, Baby Chu carried his tired body, as well as his limited food supply, and continued walking until night had fallen.
The sky was gradually getting darker; the temperature had fallen drastically and the wind had begun picking up. The chilly wind blowing against his sweat-drenched shirt had him shivering. On top of that, he was so exhausted that his head was spinning.
