Taking Photos

A part of Song Jia's heart seemed to be filled, and his body became light. He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and held Lu Zhen's hand as they walked to the other end of the suspension bridge.

Song Jia let go of Lu Zhen's hand. He heaved a long sigh of relief when he felt Lu Zhen leave the suspension bridge.

"I'm sorry for scaring you. I wouldn't have come if I had known." Song Jia blamed himself.

Lu Zhen hurriedly comforted him. "You can't be blamed for this. If there's anyone to blame, it's those two brats. Don't worry, I'm fine now. I'm not that timid."

Lu Zhen squeezed out a smile on her pale face, as if she wanted to comfort Song Jia.

Song Jia's heart softened. The memories of the two of them hugging just now replayed in front of him.

His fingers trembled slightly. After calming down, he turned to look at the suspension bridge. "When I come back, I'll see if there are any other exits."