She had tried several times, with great difficulty, to climb onto the horse's back, sat awry, and held onto the reins.
The jujube-red horse seemed rather restive, and before Liu Sisi had a chance to kick its belly, it started trotting.
A moment later, the horse increased its speed, almost bucking her off its back.
She shrieked—a primal instinct to hug tightly around the horse's belly.
The tighter she held to the belly, the faster the horse ran! Liu Sisi didn't dare to lift her head anymore. She held tightly onto the horse's neck, allowing it to run wherever it wished.
She did not know for how long the horse had run. The panicked Liu Sisi finally calmed down, slowly lifted her head from the horse's back, and noticed that she was on the back hill. All around, everything was blanketed in white. Apart from sparse patches of lush greenery poking out from under the snow, there was barely any other scenery in sight.
