The car drove for more than twenty minutes, and Ji Changmu drove very slowly.

It rained so heavily that the wipers were of no use, and the view was obscured. Fortunately, there was no one on this road.

The torrential rain surrounded the car in the wild. As soon as the door was opened, the heavy rain would pour into the car.

Ji Changmu stopped the car based on his memory. His vision was blurry. He said to Qiao Muyuan in the passenger seat: "Come on, I'll carry you there."

"How far is it?"

"It's not far, five minutes."

"Okay..." She looked at him and muttered in response.

Qiao Muyuan opened the umbrella, but the wind and rain were so strong that the umbrella couldn't hold it at all.

Fortunately, it was only a five-minute journey, so I went there in no time.

Ji Changmu walked around to the passenger side. The rain instantly wet his clothes. He opened her door and bent down: "Come up."

Qiao Muyuan jumped on his back, and Ji Changmu caught her steadily.

She hooked his neck with one hand and held the umbrella tightly with the other.

The umbrella was not big and could not protect the two of them from the wind and rain. Soon, Ji Changmu's body was soaked, and Qiao Muyuan's shoulders were also wet.

Ji Changmu's back felt warm, and Qiao Muyuan thought of many, many years ago, when she was young... She was still a child, Ji Changmu was her tutor, and he once carried her on his back.

It turns out that she has grown up and many, many years have passed.

She never thought that one day, in a remote town in a foreign country, in the pouring rain, he would carry her step by step across the mountains and seas.

"A Yuan, hold on tight."

Qiao Muyuan subconsciously hugged his neck tightly.

Ji Changmu walked forward with her on his back for a long time.

Much more than five minutes...

Only then did Qiao Muyuan realize that he was lying to her again: "Ji Changmu, how far is it?"

"It's almost here, two or three minutes."

Qiao Muyuan was completely unfamiliar with this place. She just wanted to go back to the hotel and never go back to Ji Changmu's home.

The dirt was difficult to walk on, and Ji Changmu's shoes and trouser legs were all stained with wet mud, making them muddy. Every step he took was very slow.

Qiao Muyuan knew that Ji Changmu had mysophobia. She had never seen Ji Changmu like this before. She held up an umbrella and asked again: "Ji Changmu, how long will it take?"

"Two or three minutes."

He continued to walk forward, and she kept asking how long it would take, but the answer was always "two or three minutes."

After walking for two or three minutes, Qiao Muyuan realized that he was really lying to her. She kicked her legs and said, "Ji Changmu, how far is it? We have been walking for at least twenty minutes. How far is it?"

How far is it..."

"Hold on a little longer, it's not easy to walk here."

On a deserted mountain road, Ji Changmu was carrying Qiao Muyuan on his back. The mist was misty, the smoke was hazy, and there were only two of them in the vast world.

Ji Changmu walked very slowly. When he couldn't breathe, he coughed several times: "You don't need to cover me from the rain. Don't catch a cold."

He carried her forward slowly.

"Ji Changmu, I hate you so much, I really hate you so much..." Qiao Muyuan cried, until he was out of breath.

He was lying to her and lying to her again.

When can he stop lying to her?

It's obviously still far, far away from the hotel...

Ji Changmu's vision was blurry, and the rain almost obscured his sight several times. He pursed his lips and continued walking forward without saying a word.
Chapter completed!