"But you came out so early. The bus isn't even operating yet, right? How did you get here?"
"I walked a few miles to the town and took the bus from there."
Those few miles of non-stop walking while juggling his bags of nerves had become one of the most memorable experiences in Gu Jinghang's life.
Luckily, all his worries disappeared as soon as he saw her, just like seeing the sun when the clouds had dispersed.
Song Ran looked down at his rolled-up pants and his sneakers which were stained with mud. It seemed like he had traveled over mountains and rivers to get to her.
"It rained last night. The road must have been difficult to walk on, wasn't it?" As she said this, Song Ran held his hand tighter.
"It's okay."
It's okay. It's okay. He never complains about his sufferings, and never shows off the things he has done for her. He just stands beside her, sincerely and quietly.
