Di Jinye turned his body and stared intently at Cheng Ruowei's face hidden under the coat, his heartbeat slightly out of control.
However, when Cheng Ruowei looked up in confusion because Di Jinye had paused in his tracks, Di Jinye quickly averted his gaze.
"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"
"The downpour won't stop anytime soon, it will be more dangerous to walk down the mountain after dark."
Di Jinye did not respond to Cheng Ruowei's concern.
Then, he looked down at her legs and said, "If you can walk, I will need to quicken the pace."
"I'm not injured, I can walk."
"Stay close to me."
Di Jinye held on to Cheng Ruowei's palm tightly, surveying the dim terrain and stepping forward.
Although they were supposed to walk together, Di Jinye's steps were always in front of Cheng Ruowei's.
It was because he had to confirm whether the ground was safe first, inconspicuously protecting Cheng Ruowei with great care.
The sound of the raging rain echoed in the woods.