Waiting could be torturous, especially when the waiting might be endless and hopeless.
Ye Yuwei paced around barefooted; she was so nervous that she just couldn't stay still.
Gu Juexi was using twigs and branches to prepare for what they might need to cross the swamp, and had refused to accept Ye Yuwei's help each time she offered it. In his words, Ye Yuwei was too clumsy to help out.
"You are making me feel like help is never going to come and we will have to cross the swamp for sure." Ye Yuwei squatted on the ground and looked at Gu Juexi while resting her chin in her hand.
Gu Juexi glanced at Ye Yuwei and continued to tie the branches together with some vines. He was making a raft, something with a bigger surface which could help them cross the swamp.
"Your instincts were never good. The only time they actually worked was when you fell for me at first sight."
Ye Yuwei didn't know what to say.
