As she asked, she looked over at him.
She thought he had been asleep, but as she turned to him, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Those eyes seemed especially clear and bright in the dark night. Huo Jingting said nothing but gave her hand a squeeze in response.
Gu Nanqiao reached out with her other hand and hugged him—it was reassuring that his body was warm.
Their bodies were pressed together. She wasn't sleepy and chatted softly with him. "Do you think we'll make it back alive?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Jingting slightly tugged the corner of his mouth. "Are you scared?"
"Yeah." Gu Nanqiao didn't deny it, she really was scared. "I promised Chengcheng that I would return with you. If we don't make it back, he would be so angry."
If it was just the two of them, whether they lived or died wouldn't matter.
But it wasn't just them.
They had family and too many things they couldn't let go of.
After speaking, she sighed softly. "But it's okay, there's nothing to be afraid of."
