"Tsk. Always the show-off."
Xie Luohe scoffed quietly. She leaped into the air, her toes tapping against the cliff face. After a few bounds, Xie Luohe caught up, landing on the bird's back. She lazily draped her arms around Zheng Xiu's neck and breathed into his ear, "You'd better not let me fall."
Zheng Xiu retorted gruffly, "Don't worry. With your power, you wouldn't die even if you fell."
Xie Luohe was suddenly at a loss for words, unable to retort.
'What Zheng Xiu said... was actually true.'
The two of them stood on the bird Zheng Xiu had drawn. A cold wind rushed to meet them, sweeping their hair back.
Xie Luohe held quietly onto Zheng Xiu's neck and murmured, "If only we could stay like this forever..."
Zheng Xiu didn't answer. The bird flew faster, circling the mountaintop.
