“It’s all right, sit down and rest first.” Luo Yibei let go of her foot, and stood up to get ahold of their surroundings well.

He wasn't familiar with this mountain range. Whenever he and Qing Muchen stayed in the villa, he usually didn't go out, so he knows nothing of what's below the hillside.

It was pitch dark that even the path was fuzzy.

“Looks like we can only stay here for tonight.” Luo Yi glanced down at her. Though she has fallen a long way down, she wasn't hurt much.

“Um.” Fang Chixia twisted her ankle and rubbed her arms.

The mist on the mountain was very heavy. She seemed cold, as she kept rubbing her arms and blowing her palms, looking really pathetic.

Luo Yibei’s eyes pierced into darkness and found a pile of dry branches nearby. He collected them and lit a fire where he was sitting. He sat at the other end of the fire, and waved at her, “Come here!”

Fang Chixia obeyed, she hopped and sat down next to him.

“How do you know I was here?” She asked casually.

“I've got heavenly powers.” Luo Yibei responded lazily.

Fang Chixia glanced contemptuously at him, then curled into a ball, folding her knees for a rest.

Her bones were thin and slender. Now that she's all curled up, she lost the sharpness she sports during the day and mimicked a stray cat, looking particularly timid.

Fang Chi Xia Bai gave him a glance, his body curled into a ball, holding his knees for a rest.

Luo Yibei stared at her, stretched his long arms and hugged her waist from behind. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed her head against his shoulder.

Fang Chixia was rocked, but did not refuse.

She woke up too early at dawn, so she closed her eyes and prepared to take a nap.

Before she dozed off, she was woken up by Luo Yibei, “Let's talk.”

Fang Chixia stiffened and her eyelashes fluttered.

Luo Yibei didn’t look at her and didn’t care if she was awake or asleep, and just continued on his own, “I didn’t know you knew about my birthday, I never knew that you had prepared so much."

After a short pause, he added, “Call me for something like this in the future. Just tell me, no matter where I am, I will definitely come back!”

Though his tone was bland, she was certain that he was making a kind of promise.

Fang Chixia's whole body lay rigidly against him. She shut her eyes close and stuffed her face in his chest in shock.

Was he promising her?

Fang Chixia didn’t know what came over her. Her chest became hot, and she blurted out what's disturbing her, “What about Su Ran?”

“What do you think my relationship is with her?” Luo Yibei looked down and examined her face carefully.

His question shut Fang Chixia up.

She has always thought that Su Ran was his sweetheart, even a woman he kept outside.

But from his tone alone, it told her that her guess was far from the truth.

“What's your relationship?” She sneered.

“Never mind.” Luo Yibei retorted indifferently.

Fang Chixia was again silenced.

How could it be fine?

Haven't they known each other for so many years?

Fang Chixia thought so, but from Luo Yibei’s point of view, he and Su Ran weren’t even the best of friends.

Childhood sweethearts for him can only refer to a couple who grew up together and can read each other's mind even without saying a word and support each other unconditionally.