Qiao Xin seemed to be walking down the path. On the right and left were large trees with quite lush grass. Qiao Xin was starting to feel scared. How could she not begin to feel unsure of herself until she felt that she was now lost? Then, a large hand patted her shoulder, Qiao Xin's body instantly froze perfectly. She was afraid. Yes, she was worried that the figure who tapped her shoulder was terrible.
"Who are you?!" Qiao Xin shouted.
"Ghosts," he answered. Qiao Xin's breath gradually eased. She saw the figure of Xiao Long standing beside her, looking at Qiao Xin with an icy expression on her face. "You coward, why did you walk so far into the forest? Aren't you afraid that you will meet a beast? Ghost? Slip? Or lost?" Xiao Long asked.
Qiao Xin lowered her head, her face red. How could she not? She felt that it was impossible to tell the truth, that Qiao Xin was very worried about Xiao Long and was trying to find out where Xiao Long was.
