Mo Sinian's fingers stopped for a moment as he peeled the apple, then he looked up at Meng Xi'er, "What's wrong?"
"I don't understand." Meng Xi'er said, puzzled. "Why would he hide as soon as you guys come?"
"...There might not be such a person, to begin with," Mo Sinian said at a deliberately slow pace. "Perhaps it was just a hallucination that appeared in your mind when you were sick. Cases like these do happen from time to time."
Meng Xi'er burst into a laugh, took a bite of her apple, and muttered, "If it wasn't that person who carried me, how could I end up lying on the bed in that wooden cabin? I might have died where I fell."
Mo Sinian continued to peel the apple, not uttering a word.
The 'wooden cabin' Meng Xi'er referred to was actually a temporary resting place for loggers located in the forest at the bottom of the cliff. It's unknown how Lu Yebai discovered it, but it was there that they found refuge.
