A group of three, led by Chen Wei, headed towards the top of the mountain.
The sound of birds and cicadas in my ears.
The fresh fragrance of the mountains wafts from your nose.
There is also a path illuminated by moonlight.
At first, Aunt Zhao was a little afraid of the dark, but as long as she looked up, she could see Chen Wei walking in front. Chen Wei was carrying a bow and arrow, a broadsword, a pot of water and breakfast.
Stand tall, confident and calm.
Suddenly, Aunt Zhao felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.
However, this strength did not last long. Aunt Zhao felt her legs sore and weak, and she couldn't even breathe: "Hu...Hu..."
"Ms. Shen, I'm so... so tired. Let's take a break for a while, just for a while..."
“I feel like I can’t even lift my legs…”
Xiaoman was better off than Aunt Zhao, but her forehead was covered with a layer of sweat and she was constantly adjusting her breathing.
Chen Wei calmly grabbed Aunt Zhao's hand and pulled her up from the slumped position on the ground. He said, "We can't rest. I've calculated the time. We must reach the top of the mountain within the stipulated time."
"But, but... not even a breath?"
"no."
Chen Wei patted Aunt Zhao on the shoulder: "This is just the beginning. You have to believe in yourself. This is definitely not your limit. I know the road to the top is difficult, but you can't give up just because it's difficult."
"I understand..." Aunt Zhao took a deep breath and continued to follow Chen Wei upstairs.
In front of me is a path that seems to have no end in sight.
Ever since Aunt Zhao entered the Marquis's Mansion, she has been living in the courtyard, never going out of the main gate or the second gate.
The flesh on her soles was very tender, without any calluses.
Just the distance up the mountain would take her almost half a year to walk. When she was finally halfway there, Aunt Zhao really couldn't hold on any longer.
She sat there slumped in a state of disgrace.
She could feel that the soles of her feet were rubbed red, and the skin on her heels was even rubbed raw...
“Miss Shen, I, I really can’t do it anymore.”
"My feet seem to be rubbed red. Every step I take is very painful. If I keep walking like this, I'm afraid the skin will be rubbed off."
"What should I do... I'm so tired that I don't even have the strength to speak." Aunt Zhao rubbed her legs with a dejected look on her face, and there was a hint of resistance in her eyes. She really didn't want to hold on any longer.
It hurts so much.
Too tired.
This feeling of exhaustion can really destroy a person's willpower.
Xiaoman, who was standing next to him, was also leaning against a tree in a dying state, his legs trembling, and he was about to cry.
Chen Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed at the faintly visible top of the mountain, and whipped again: "Look there, the top of the mountain is just around the corner, are you sure you want to give up now?"
"Aunt Zhao, think about how ruthless Xie Yuchuan was to you."
"Think about the resentment and pain of these days."
"Think about when I first entered the mansion. Seeing how rude and rude I was, you never understood why Xie Yuchuan favored me. Now, the answer that has troubled you for so long is right in front of you."
“You just have to stand there and you’ll know.”
"What's a scratch? What path to your goal doesn't require blood and tears? No one's success is achieved through fantasy. If you can't persevere, you will be eliminated."
"I'll only give you ten seconds. If you don't stand up within ten seconds, Xiaoman and I will go up the mountain by ourselves, and you will be left alone in the mountains!"
As soon as these words fell.
Aunt Zhao's pupils shrank, and all the dejection in her eyes disappeared in fear.
Just as Shen Wei counted down to 'one'.
Aunt Zhao tried her best to stand up, gritted her teeth, stared at the top of the mountain, and followed Chen Wei's footsteps forward again.
She followed Chen Wei's steps closely, fearing that he would abandon her in this deep forest. She sobbed and said, "Miss Chen, I really can't do it anymore... It hurts so much."
"I felt my feet were bleeding, and my legs were numb and shaking..."
Chen Wei said without even turning his head: "You can do it."
“I really can’t do this anymore…”
"No, you can!"
"Wuwu.....rest for a while, just a moment, please, Miss Shen."
"You don't need it."
"I really need it, it hurts so much, I'm dying... Wait for me, go slower, wuwu..."
At the end, Aunt Zhao really followed Chen Wei up the mountain while crying and shouting.
Even when she reached the top of the mountain, Aunt Zhao couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that she could hike for an hour and a half, endure the pain of her feet being rubbed and bleeding, and persevere to get here.
She, Xiaoman, Chenwei.
Three people stood on the top of the highest mountain.
Before our eyes are endless mountains, one after another, like giant dragons soaring in the sky.
In front of me are flowers and plants swaying in the wind. As the breeze blows, they sway from side to side with tenacious vitality.
In front of her eyes, there were clouds and mists that were within reach. They were so close to Aunt Zhao that it seemed as if she could touch them with just a stretch of her hand.
“Oh my god…”
“Oh my god…”
Two voices came from Xiaoman and Aunt Zhao's mouths.
This scene and picture that was beyond their self-understanding deeply impacted the minds and chests of the two people, and it was an exciting, shocking, and indescribable feeling of impact that was stuck in their hearts.
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