"You're okay." A familiar voice sounded in her ears.
Yu Keqing opened her eyes and Cheng Haochen was standing in front of her.
In the dim light of dusk, his face didn't seem to have much expression, he just stared at himself quietly.
There was still a trace of warmth flowing through her heart. No matter what, he would still care about her, no matter how deep the concern was.
She took a breath and forced a smile, her tone full of exhaustion, "It's nothing serious, I'm just a little tired."
"Can you still walk?" There was a slight curve on his mouth, and Yu Keqing didn't know if it was considered a smile.
"Yeah, okay."
"Then let's go, it's getting dark soon."
The two of them walked slowly on the path, except for the sound of footsteps, there was no other sound in the air.
It made the originally silent atmosphere even more depressing.
After Yu Keqing walked for a while, her speed began to slow down again, tapping her sore legs from time to time.
Cheng Haochen turned his head to look at her, frowning slightly, with undetectable concern in his eyes, "Are you really too tired?"
Although Yu Keqing was very tired, she still shook her head against her will. She didn't want to show such weakness in front of him.
"Stop trying to be brave. Ruohan is exhausted. You have walked such a long way. Everyone is just a flower in the greenhouse. How much better is your body than hers?"
With that said, he walked in front of her, bent down, "Come, I'll carry you."
Is he going to carry her? Yu Keqing felt a deep warmth in her heart.
It turned out that his concern was not only for Gu Ruohan, but he would also keep it for her.
"In these densely wooded areas, there may be a lot of snakes and insects after dark. If you don't want to be in danger, come up quickly."
There was unquestionable firmness in his tone.
Yu Keqing lay on his back obediently.
His back is so broad and strong, giving people a very stable feeling.
Yu Keqing gently put her hands on his back, and her hair fell on his shoulders.
The mountain breeze blew, and her hair swayed, brushing his face, and gently caressing his handsome outline.
For a moment, he felt a very familiar feeling.
In the past, when he lived with her in the villa, she would gently hit his back from behind while he was working.
Her hair would often hang down and rub gently against his side, and her faint breath lingered in his ears, disturbing his mind and making him unable to concentrate at all.
Whenever this happened, he would catch her in front of her, kiss her hard, and then drive her out.