The Gu sisters fell asleep in no time, but Lu Zheng could not fall asleep.
Ever since he had met Xinxin, he had taken her to the lantern show every year for the other five years, except for the three years when he had been on the battlefield. He didn't know which time Xinxin had dreamed of it.
He had carried her up the stairs many times.
The first time was on the mountainside. The two of them had fought and Xinxin had sprained her ankle, so he had carried her up.
After that, every time Xinxin walked halfway, she would complain about her foot hurting and ask him to carry her.
What else could he do? He could only carry it!
After he had put her in his heart, he couldn't wait to hold all the good things in the world in front of her, so what was the big deal with carrying her up the stairs?
If there was a moon in the sky on the road, he even wanted to carry her on his back and personally pick the moon for him!
