Su Wan had intended to shake her head and say she wasn't afraid, but when she looked up into Gu Nanzhou's deep, dark, tender eyes, an inexplicable sense of grievance enveloped her as tightly as the waves of the sea. Her eyes blinked, and she nearly let the tears brimming in her eyes fall.
Clutching the hem of Gu Nanzhou's clothing, her almond-shaped eyes hazy as if enveloped in a thin mist, she said in a tiny voice, "Gu Nanzhou, I want to go back."
"Mhm."
Gu Nanzhou gently caressed the young girl's face and stood up.
Su Wan moved her sore feet and also stood up, but because she had been too tense before, and with the addition of the alcohol's effect, her body lacked strength, her knees buckled, and she was swiftly caught in Gu Nanzhou's quick arms.
A low, gentle voice came from above her head, "Can you still walk?"
All of a sudden, Su Wan really felt like crying, she didn't know why, she just felt very wronged.
