After crossing five mountains in a row, Black Glasses watched the sunrise climbing the horizon once again. After spending the past few days walking through the mountains, he had almost lost track of the days and years; yet the moment he stepped out of the deep mountains, he felt once more how mercilessly time slipped away.
"Where do you want to go, Zhaozhao? I'll keep you company," Black Glasses said with a grin, looking at Yun Zhao, who was heading straight north along the edge of the mountain, and picked up his pace to follow.
Sideways, she glanced at Black Glasses, whose eyes were covered by cloth, and swept her gaze over the torn hem of his garment. "Glasses, won't it affect you if your eyes are kept away from the light? Go on home and stop following me," she said, her footsteps never falteringly stopping.
Chapter 402