"Who would meet an old friend and light a bonfire in the woods late at night?"
"It's only a half-hour walk from the foot of the mountain, but you make people worry and search all over the mountain?"
"In this pitch-dark place, do you, with all your preciousness, feel comfortable?"
Wen Zhi clearly didn't believe his words and immediately started bombarding him with questions.
The light from the bonfire reflected on Shang Hexing's face, and he looked at her gently, with a hint of a smile at the corners of his eyes, "Am I as precious as you say?"
Wen Zhi nodded, "Of course, you are."
Shang Hexing then asked her, "How precious?"
Wen Zhi thought carefully and answered him, "Very valuable."
Shang Hexing's eyes twinkled with even more amusement, "Just valuable?"
