There were stairs on every floor, and Tang Huan's physical strength could only support her to climb to the fifth floor. It would be a bit difficult to go up further.
Meng Zeyan smiled and coaxed her gently: "I'll carry you up."
He wanted to find a place where there was no one else but the two of them.
After thinking about it, I realized that only there, in such a cold day and so high, no one would go there.
Tang Huan changed his mind, "Wait for me, I'll wear something thicker."
Wear a super thick warm coat inside and a down jacket outside, covering yourself from head to toe. It’s cold up there, so it’s a good idea to wear something thick.
The two of them walked there. The tower was not far from their home and it took less than twenty minutes to get there by taking a shortcut.
The tower is quite old, and it is no longer clear what is engraved on the stone standing next to it. Tang Huan guessed that it must be the name of the tower.
"When we were young, we couldn't see the words on the stone clearly, so the name that has been passed down is the Xiayi Tower." It was built by wealthy people to commemorate a certain chivalrous man.
The door of the tower has long disappeared, and the stone statue built for the knight is also nowhere to be found.
Meng Zeyan swung the flashlight around the first floor, which was even more dilapidated than before.
He bent down and half-knelt in front of Tang Huan, calling her: "Come up, I'll carry you up."
The journey had exhausted Tang Huan's energy, and she no longer had the strength to climb the stairs. Without hesitation, she lay on his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and took the flashlight from his hand.
She lay on his back, holding a flashlight and shining it on the steps.
The weight on his back had little effect on him, and Meng Zeyan walked easily and steadily step by step.
Tang Huan lit the way while chatting with him casually, and Meng Zeyan continued chatting with her without changing his breath.
"The Lantern Festival is in two days. Can you make lanterns?"
"Yes, what style do you like?"
"Rabbit, can you?"
"Yes, you like rabbits?"
"Yeah, I like it. I used to have one, a small, white one..."
As they climbed higher and higher, Tang Huan stopped talking and leaned on his back to listen to his breathing.
The tower is fifteen stories high, and the space at the top is the smallest, less than half of the first floor.
Where windows should have been there were only empty wooden frames; the windows were long gone.
Meng Zeyan put her down, took her hand and stood by the window, took the flashlight from her hand and turned it off.
Half the city was bathed in the moonlight, a beauty that seemed unreal. Where lights were on, only tiny dots of stars could be seen, not that bright.
Looking down from a high place, the houses and trees that usually seem very tall become much smaller at this moment.
Among the lit lights, there is one that belongs to their home.
Tang Huan turned to look at him, and Meng Zeyan was looking into the distance.
In the book without her, he probably didn't have to worry about going for special training, and might even be happy to have such an opportunity.
They were originally parallel lines that accidentally intersected, but they were unexpectedly entangled after the intersection.
Since it's entangled, then just keep going, but the destination he should reach should not change.
Tang Huan shook the hand she was holding, and Meng Zeyan turned his head to look at her.
She looked at him and smiled, and he was in her eyes. He was more beautiful than thousands of stars.
Moonlight streamed through the window onto her, and her eyes, as she gazed at him, seemed to ripple. Her smile, already beautiful, became even more hazy in the moonlight, captivating.
Meng Zeyan raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of her eyes with his thumb. When she shed tears, his heart ached as well.
"If possible, I'll call you every week. If not, I'll write you a letter. I'll try to write you once a week, okay?"
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