Su Jiuyao sneezed and looked back.

She and the young master have already gone up the mountain and are walking up the stone path.

The way back looked very steep. There should be only her and the young master on the mountain, but just now she felt someone calling her inexplicably.

"Is it impossible to climb?"

The young master looked at her from a slightly higher place, smiled and waved to her, telling her to follow quickly.

Su Jiuyao took two deep breaths, the cool air irritated her fragile lungs, causing a slight pain.

It had been a long time since she had exercised like this, and it was indeed a bit overwhelming, but she still quickly caught up with the young master.

The young master took out water from his backpack and handed it to her: "Add some water."

Su Jiuyao took two sips from the cup, returned it to the young master, and then wiped the water from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Do you remember when I took you to climb mountains when you were young?" the young master asked with a smile.

Su Jiuyao nodded, "How could I forget?"

She had just recovered at that time, and the young master hoped that she could exercise more, so he took her to climb the mountain near Mingchan Temple.

Halfway through the first time, I lost my strength, so I had to go back home.Although she was able to go up to the top of the mountain, her legs trembled and she couldn't walk well on the way down the mountain. Every time, the young master personally carried her back to the temple.

At that time, the young master came to see her at night, and he would take her to climb the mountain at dawn. After watching the sunrise, the young master would send her back and leave immediately.

Thinking of those difficult days when she finally survived, and those days when only the young master was with her, she thanked both herself and the young master.

Now that they were climbing the mountain together again, Su Jiuyao suddenly felt that the young master from back then seemed to have returned a little bit, not as strange to her as recently.

They continued to walk up, and the young master slowed down in order to take care of her.

He suddenly said: "If one day, you find out that I lied to you about something, can I have a chance to be forgiven by Xiaojiu?"

Su Jiuyao looked at the young master who was one step behind her.

At this time, she was standing on a higher step, and she could barely look at the young master.

He looked a little apprehensive, Su Jiuyao had never seen this kind of expression on the young master's face, and felt a little fresh.

"That depends on what the young master lied to me." She said with a smile, not taking it seriously at all.

"Can you give me a chance to be forgiven no matter what it is?"

The young master looked at her earnestly, as if he was talking to her seriously.

Su Jiuyao knows that the young master must have many stories, and she has always chosen to believe it unconditionally, so if the young master really lied to her, she should forgive her.

"Okay, I forgive you." She smiled brightly.

Chu Lingfeng also smiled, feeling that Jiuyao's clean smile made him feel ashamed.

The two climbed over a mountain and came to a canyon. There was a stream at the bottom of the canyon. They needed to cross the stream and continue walking.

Although it is not the rainy season, the current is still a bit turbulent, and it looks very cold.

Standing by the stream, Su Jiuyao was in trouble, and looked around, trying to find a place where she could pass without splashing a lot of water.

"Don't look, the water is deeper over there."

As the young master said, he took off his shoes and socks, tied the laces of the two shoes together, and hung them on the backpack.

He took off the backpack and carried it on his chest, leaving the back to Jiuyao.

"Come on, come up, I'll carry you over."

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