Chen Feng glanced back at Ji Xiaorou. Over her previous resentment, Ji Xiaorou now reached to grab Chen Feng's arm tightly.
"Hang on tight."
Chen Feng said with a smile.
He led Ji Xiaorou slowly, moving with extreme caution.
They were on a winding, twisting staircase. It was pitch black; for Ji Xiaorou, she couldn't see her hand before her eyes.
But for Chen Feng, he could see it all. Even in this total darkness, everything appeared as bright as day to him.
"You... you need to go slower."
Ji Xiaorou said softly.
"How about I carry you?" suggested Chen Feng.
"Hmm."
Without hesitation, Ji Xiaorou laid on Chen Feng's back.
Chen Feng felt a soft body against his, but now wasn't the time for romantic feelings.
"With this darkness, can you see anything?"
Ji Xiaorou whispered.
"Yes," said Chen Feng.
"How do you do it? Can you let me see too?" Ji Xiaorou asked Chen Feng.
