Time seemed to suddenly freeze in this moment.
The wind and sand were still fierce around her ears, and there he was, quietly crouching in front of her, not uttering another word.
"James Black," Jane Sampson called out to the man crouched there, but after calling his name, she didn't know what she wanted to say.
"What? Afraid I'll drop you?" James Black scoffed after seeing Jane Sampson motionless for a while, "With your tiny frame, even two of you wouldn't be a problem."
Jane Sampson's lips moved, and then she suddenly laughed, "I'll take that as a compliment on how slim I am."
"Bragging," James Black corrected Jane.
"..."
If it weren't for the fact that she really couldn't walk any longer, Jane thought, at this moment, she would definitely be a proud Jane Sampson, striding forward. Of course, it would have been perfect if she had the courage to push the man who called her bragging down the mountain.
