In the end, Su Yayan was unable to change Huo Chenhuan's mind. She stretched her arms and changed her position from being carried in his arms to hanging his back.
"If you're tired, tell me. I can walk by myself."
There were hundreds and thousands of steps behind him. If he was too tired, his legs would go soft. That would not be a joke.
"Don't worry. With your weight, another one of you won't be a problem."
Su Yayan was speechless. 'I suspect that you're lying, but I don't have any evidence.'
The small mountain was exceptionally quiet at night, especially when there weren't many people around. One could only hear the sounds of nature's insects and birds chirping, making one's restless mood settle down bit by bit.
Su Yayan watched Huo Chenhuan as his sorrow spread to the top of the mountain. She seemed to have thought of something and burst out laughing.
