Chapter 800 I forgive you

Su Jiuyao sneezed and looked back.

She and the young master had already reached the mountain and were walking up the stone steps.

The way back looked very steep, and there should be only her and the young master on the mountain, but just now she inexplicably felt that someone was calling her.

"You can't climb anymore?"

The young master stood at a slightly higher place, looking at her, smiling and waving at her, asking her to hurry up and catch up.

Su Jiuyao took two deep breaths. The cool air stimulated her fragile lungs, causing slight pain.

It had been a long time since she had exercised like this, and she was indeed a little exhausted, but she still quickly caught up with the young master.

The young master took out some water from his backpack and handed it to her: "Rehydrate."

Su Jiuyao held the cup and took two sips, then returned it to the young master, and then wiped the water droplets from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Do you remember when I took you hiking in the mountains when you were little?" the young master asked with a smile.

Su Jiuyao nodded, "How could I forget."

She had just recovered at that time, and the young master hoped that she could exercise more, so he took her to climb the mountain near Mingchan Temple.

The first time, she ran out of energy halfway up and had to turn back. Later, although she could reach the top of the mountain, her legs were trembling and she couldn't walk well on the way down. Every time, the young master had to carry her back to the Zen temple himself.

At that time, the young master would come to see her at night and take her to climb the mountain at dawn. After they watched the sunrise, the young master would send her back and then leave immediately.

Thinking of those difficult days that she finally survived, and those days when only the young master was with her, she was grateful to herself and to the young master.

Now that they were climbing the mountain together again, Su Jiuyao suddenly felt that the young master from that year seemed to have returned a little bit, and did not seem as strange to her as he had recently.

They continued to walk up, and the young master slowed down his pace to take care of her.

He suddenly said, "If one day you find out that I've lied to you about something, can I have a chance to be forgiven by Xiaojiu?"

Su Jiuyao looked at the young master who was one step behind her.

At this time, she was standing on a higher step, barely able to look at the young master at eye level.

He looked a little nervous. Su Jiuyao had never seen this expression on the young master's face before and found it a little fresh.

"That depends on what the young master lied to me about." She said with a smile, not taking it seriously at all.

"Can you please give me a chance to be forgiven, no matter what it is?"

The young master looked at her earnestly, as if he was saying this to her seriously.

Su Jiuyao knew that the young master must have many stories. She had always chosen to believe him unconditionally, so if the young master really lied to her, she would probably forgive him.

"Okay, I forgive you." She smiled brightly.

Chu Lingfeng also smiled, feeling that Jiuyao's smile was so pure that it made him feel ashamed.

The two men climbed over a mountain and came to a canyon. There was a stream at the bottom of the canyon, and they needed to cross the stream to continue moving forward.

Although it is not the rainy season, the water is still a bit turbulent and looks very cold.

Su Jiuyao stood by the stream, feeling troubled. She looked around, trying to find a place where she could cross without having to wade through a lot of water.

"Don't look, the water is deeper over there."

As the young master spoke, he took off his shoes and socks, tied the laces of his two shoes together, and then hung them on his backpack.

He took off his backpack and put it on his chest, leaving his back to Jiuyao.

"Come on, get on, I'll carry you over."