Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“What should we do?” Annie followed him timidly, not daring to stray far from him.
They had no chance of borrowing a phone from the hoowner since they weren’t in.
Their hopes of getting saved were now dashed completely.
“Co over here.” Ye Sijue looked at her, took her little hand and pulled her over to the backyard.
Just then, a chilly breeze blew and Annie shrank into herself.
The wind in the forest wasn’t really strong, but now that they were in an open area, it felt really cold.
It was also because of this that his hands felt really, really warm.
Annie gripped his hand instinctively.
Their fingers intertwined.
Ye Sijue felt the movent. He looked down and smiled lightly.
The pair walked to the backyard.
“There’s a light here!” Annie was walking along the wall, and saw an oil lamp hanging on the wall.
“But we don’t have a lighter…” she said gloomily.
Ye Sijue reached out to touch the lamp, and walked up the steps of the house.
Annie was about to sit down when Ye Sijue said, “Wait.”
She looked at him uncomprehendingly.
Ye Sijue then took out a piece of cloth from sowhere. Placing it down, he said, “You can sit now.”
Annie felt a warmth flood her heart as she sat down.
“But, if we light the lamp, won’t the people who are following us discover us?” She asked in a low, worried voice.
Ye Sijue looked around. “They probably won’t know which part of the forest we exited from. Also, there are people living here. If they see a light, they’ll think that it’s from the house. Hack, hack!”
“Why are you coughing?” Annie asked, afraid that his illness had worsened.
Ye Sijue turned his head sideways in the dark, avoiding her gaze. After rearranging his features, he then turned to look at her and said, “I’m fine.”
Annie didn’t believe him. “You aren’t fine— Achoo!”
Unexpectedly, she sneezed.
“Have you caught a cold?” Ye Sijue reached out to place a hand on her forehead. He frowned. “Why are you so cold?”
“I think you’re too warm. Are you feverish again?” Annie pulled his hand down and reached out to test his temperature.
However, Ye Sijue moved away.
“I’m not feverish. You’re just cold from the cold wind.” Ye Sijue Ye Sijue took her into his arms and rubbed her arms.
Even though Annie suspected that there was sothing wrong, she still couldn’t help but snuggled into his embrace.
She asked in a choked voice, “Will we freeze to death?”
“We’d only freeze to death if there was snow, so no,” Ye Sijue comforted her gently.
He looked back at the back door of the house and his gaze changed.
“Wait here.”
“Where are you going? Don’t leave !” Annie grasped his sleeve subconsciously, not wanting him to leave.
“I’ll be right here; I’m no going anywhere. You can let go,” Ye Sijue assured. He caressed her cheeks with his broad palms and kissed her forehead gently.
Annie hesitated but still didn’t let go and instead tightened her grip. She shook her head. “No.”
Even though she didn’t know what he wanted to do, she didn’t want to separate from him.
Ye Sijue thought for a while. Embracing her as he stood, he said, “Stand here. You’ll be able to see then.”
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