"Three, Third Brother-in-law... Big Sister is here to look for you..." came the timid voice of Little Brother Sannian.
"Shujun, we're here!" —— Liang Zhichen.
"Huff, huff, huff——" This was Second Brother Shu Yu, who was already frail, his face flushed and out of breath from being pulled, dragged, carried, and held up the mountain by his brothers.
"Third Brother!" —— Liang Haoming.
"Third Brother, where are you? Come out, we're here!——" Liang Yuening.
"Third Brother... come out, we, Baobao, we all miss you so much!——" Liang Yixuan.
The mountain was vast, everyone split up searching for him, their voices carrying farther and farther.
At this moment, beneath a gingko tree in the mountains, surrounded by a carpet of golden leaves, Shujun sat like a little beggar, his dull peach blossom eyes getting ready to eat a sour fruit recently found in the mountain when he suddenly heard the rising and falling voices.
He was stunned.