Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF)
Chapter 287

Chapter 287 I Carried You Away

Besides, he had a fever. How far could we go?

What if we got deeper into this mountain and completely lost in this forest?

At that time, I really wasn't paying attention.

After a moment of silence, I looked at him and said, "I'll carry you." Having said that, I stood up, bent over, and walked in front of him, assuming a position to carry him. Honestly, I couldn't think of any other way that would allow us to continue our journey and alleviate his pain at the same time.

A low laughter echoed from behind, but there was no other movement.

I looked back and saw Daniel standing right where he was, with no intention of carrying me at all. Instead, he had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing this, I pursed my lips and said. "What are you laughing at? Do you despise me for being short and unable to carry you? Don't underestimate me. Come here and see if I can't carry you."

He stopped laughing, looking at me, the wounds on his face couldn't hide his handsome features. "I don't despise you," he said, smiling, "I just think you're very cute. No one has ever offered to carry me, nor has anyone ever carried me."

I pursed my lips, thinking he was talking nonsense. I walked over to him, grabbed his hand, and put it on my shoulder. I reached out to grab his legs, attempting to carry him.

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He dodged, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement and embarrassment, "I'm a man, it's not right for a woman to carry me. Don't worry, I can still walk."

What was that about whether he could walk or not? He endured all the way, only he knew how much it hurt. I didn't know before, but now that I do, isn't it cruel of me to still drag him along?

Taking a deep breath, I looked at him and said, "I know you're a tough guy, but I'm a woman, tender-hearted and melodramatic. I can't bear to see you following me like this. Either I carry you, or we find a place to rest and wait for someone outside to rescue us."

Clearly, only the former was practical, the latter was almost impossible. We had taken a detour to get here, not to mention there was no way to call for help, even the number of people who knew we had gone into the mountains was limited. How could anyone possibly come to rescue us in this deep, old forest? As for Sebastian, thinking of him filled me with worry. All I could do was pray in my heart that he was alright.

Seeing that he seemed unable to convince me, Daniel paused slightly and said, "If you try to carry me, we won't get far before we both exhaust our strength and die here. Let's do this, we continue as before, you supporting me as we walk, and we'll just go slower."

I knew, this was his bottom line. Men seemed to be very proud, unwilling to let women carry burdens, and even more unwilling to let women protect them.

I nodded, careful not to touch his pride.

Walking up to his side, supporting him, I said, "Alright, let's take it slow."

The mountain was too deep, like an endless sea, no matter how we

walked, we couldn't find a way out of this mountain.

After walking for a while, Daniel was clearly too weak to continue. He was injured and running a high fever. After a short distance, his forehead was covered in sweat and he leaned against me, completely drained of strength.

And I, eventually ran out of strength. After supporting him for a while, I just couldn't keep going. The light drizzle that had been falling gradually grew heavier.

Judging by the situation, it seemed like it was going to rain again. The outer layer of our clothes was already wet. If the rain got heavier and we were still in the mountains by nightfall, we would surely freeze to death.

Thinking of this, I helped Daniel find a place where we could barely shelter from the rain. Fortunately, we were in the mountains where the terrain was complex. With big trees and dead wood, after some struggle, we could barely use them to shield against the wind and rain.

After Daniel sat down, he closed his eyes. His body temperature, initially burning hot, had now begun to shiver and cool down. Looking at him, I called out, "Mr. Monroe."

Daniel grunted, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

Having walked for so long, it was already the limit for a person with illness and injuries, let alone not having a drop of water since morning.

Afraid that he might get into trouble, I searched around for dry grass and wood. Then, I picked up the ability that I hadn't used for five years. Back then, when I fell off the cliff, it was a miracle that I didn't die. I only suffered a large scrape on my abdomen when I landed. In order to escape back to the mainland, I had to learn many wilderness survival skills.

Making fire by drilling wood was one kind of method. Looking at the situation now, the chances of us getting out of here anytime soon were slim. What we needed to do now was to survive, especially Daniel. If he continued like this, I was afraid he would die here before we could get out. I had to find a way to keep him warm.

The forest was never short of deadwood and easily flammable

kindling. Enduring the pain in my palm, it took me a good half hour to get the fire going.

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