Chapter 115
"Him?" Shen Yi'an raised an eyebrow dismissively.
At this moment, the two were whispering to each other when Jiang You, who was a few steps behind them, overtook them and started climbing.
Now, the last person is Song Yun.
Noticing a bright, undisguised look of disdain sweeping over him from ahead, Song Yun felt nothing.
Apart from Jiang You, he didn't care about anyone else's opinion of him.
The face beneath the hood and mask was deathly pale, devoid of any color.
A month wasn't enough for the wound to heal. After the stitches were removed, he couldn't wait to return to school. At that moment, he could feel the wound on the verge of bursting open with every time he lifted his leg.
Song Yun slightly raised her head. The sun gradually moved westward, and the light cast a long shadow of the girl's back.
If you stop, you'll never catch up...
She pursed her trembling lips, lowered her head, lifted her foot, placed it on the next step, and then slowly moved upwards.
Completely ignored, Shen Yi'an: "..."
Damn! This guy just won't take the hits, it's like punching cotton, so frustrating!!!
"Let's go, or we won't be able to catch up with Jiangyou," Lin Yu said, his eyes lowered, the dark circles under his eyes making him look listless and lacking energy.
After saying that, he started climbing up on his own.
"With her small arms and legs, how could she not catch up?"
Shen Yi'an loves beauty. A perfect figure requires a lot of training and exercise.
He took three steps at a time and quickly reached the girl's side.
Jiang You looked up and saw Shen Yi'an laughing as he passed her, then laughing as he ran back, then laughing as he passed her again, seemingly showing off his good stamina.
Sometimes, it's no wonder she dislikes Shen Yi'an; he's just so despicable.
It was New Year's Day, and there were many people. By the time we got to the top of the mountain, it was exactly six o'clock, just in time for the sunset.
How magnificent! Especially for someone as tired as Jiang You, looking at the beautiful scenery, he was completely mesmerized.
Looking into the distance, the enormous setting sun hangs where the sky meets the earth.
Under the gentle caress of the setting sun, the rolling mountains seem to be draped in a golden veil, their lines both majestic and soft as they shift between light and shadow.
She took out her phone to take a picture, intending to share it with her parents. But after thinking about their reaction, she decided against it.
Jiang You thought the sunset would be slow, but it happened in the blink of an eye, and the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The emptiness that follows the excitement leaves me feeling strangely lonely.
The Taoist temple has a dedicated accommodation area. On the way back, Shen Yi'an, who had been making a ruckus, suddenly quieted down. He twitched his nose and hesitated, "Why do I think I smell blood?"
Jiang You is extremely insensitive to smells, especially blood. In all her life, she has never smelled blood during her menstrual period unless she puts it right under her nose.
In the desolate wilderness, under a sky that was neither fully dark nor fully obscured, Jiang You, a novel enthusiast, still got goosebumps despite being on his way to the Taoist temple with several other travelers.
What if something that isn't human gets in?
She rubbed her arms and whispered, "Shen Yi'an, stop fooling around."
“I’m not kidding,” Shen Yi’an raised an eyebrow. He loves beauty and is very particular about perfumes; he can immediately tell if the scent is off.
They have a very keen sense of smell.
Jiang You pursed her lips, wanting to move closer to Song Yun. She carefully backed away, bumping into someone's arms.
Damn! There was no one behind me. The scream was already in my throat when a lazy voice came out first: "Be careful."
Lin Yu was a little shorter than Shen Yi'an, but only a little shorter; for Jiang You, he was still quite tall.
He placed his hands on her shoulders as if to embrace her, but quickly let go.
"Scared?" Lin Yu came up to her from behind, his hand accidentally brushing against hers.
It is hot.
Jiang You shook his head. If Wang Lili were here, she would admit it.
However, since Lin Yu was someone she barely knew, and someone Shen Yi'an had brought along, she was too embarrassed to admit that she was afraid.
"If you're scared, you can hold onto... my sleeve," Lin Yu leaned closer and said softly.
"No need, thank you," Jiang You said. He had sought out Song Yun to help him overcome his fear, and now Lin Yu was there, which would have the same effect.
Shen Yi'an wanted to prove to Jiang You that he hadn't misheard, so he was weaving through the crowd, like a white blood cell weaving through a group of red blood cells, detecting and killing the virus.
They were completely unaware of the situation on the Jiangyou side.
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