"It's okay." Just as Meng Fan was about to leave, his sleeve was suddenly tugged from behind. He turned around to look at Gu Yunbo, who, after long-term survival in the wild, had lost the fairness of her face and now appeared pale and fatigued.
He furrowed his brows, planning to make sure she was well-nourished when they returned.
"What's wrong?"
A pleasant voice echoed beside him, and Gu Yunbo showed a flattering smile. "I'll come too."
Meng Fan thought it over, but ultimately didn't voice his refusal. His feelings toward this girl were perhaps akin to a father's—unwilling to part, unable to bear it, wishing she would stay home every day, going nowhere, afraid she'd encounter any mishap. Yet he knew clearly that since she'd chosen this path, she couldn't continue living an easy life.
The best way for her was to grow quickly, to grow until she could absolutely protect herself.
