C149 The Dew on the Grass

The two of them lay flat in the grass, watching the sky fall, the sound of the waves getting bigger, the wind getting straighter, the temperature of their bodies gradually dispersing.

Mo Lee almost fell asleep. Lo Fu shook Mo Lee's arm. "Are you tired?"

"Yes, I am. "

"Let me carry you," Wang Yao said.

Lo Fu stood up and carried Mo Lee on his back as he spoke and left