"Hold on a little longer?"
"No way!"
"Really can't do it anymore!"
Ye Anran was breathing hard, shaking her head like a rattle, and her small hands were pressing hard against her knees, too exhausted to catch her breath.
Being dragged out for a run early in the morning was definitely killing her!
It was all because she had agreed too readily to Uncle Bo a while ago.
But at that time, Ye Anran was full of confidence, brimming with lofty ambitions, practically feeling like she could conquer the world.
However, when she started running, she finally understood what it meant: ideals are full, reality is bony.
As a girl who had been a homebody all her life, and hadn't participated in running for a long time, her legs were about to break, and she felt like her whole body didn't belong to her anymore.
"Uncle Bo, why don't you run ahead? I'll just wait here," Ye Anran said and directly sat down on the ground, no longer wanting to get up.
So tired she felt like crying.
