"Yunlin, hurry up!" When Leng Yunlin went up the mountain, he climbed up alone. He didn't carry anything on his body, and he was a man, so he naturally climbed more easily.
As for Mu Qingyu, she carried the mountaineering bags that the two had prepared on their backs and chased him out of breath. She originally wanted to buy an oxygen cylinder to prevent altitude sickness, but Leng Yunlin rushed in the blink of an eye.
She went ahead and had no choice but to follow her breathlessly.
When she arrived at the cable car, she followed her. Leng Yunlin's face was still solemn, pursing her lips and looking into the distance.
Many people around her saw Mu Qingyu carrying a big backpack, which seemed to be very hard-working. However, the man beside her was relaxed and didn't even glance at her, and she immediately looked sideways.
Who knew that when she took the cable car all the way up, she was almost at the top. Mu Qingyu suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. The mountaineering bag she was carrying seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made her breathless.
Her face stuttered: Could it be that this is the legendary altitude sickness?
After getting off the cable car, Leng Yunlin was still walking in front, but as he walked, he realized that even the person behind him could not be found.
He was stunned for a moment, and after walking for a long time, he saw Mu Qingyu sitting on the stone, carrying the mountaineering bag almost bent her down. She frowned and pressed her chest, her face pale.
"What's wrong? His face looks so ugly?"
"It's okay...I'm a little tired." She shook her head and put the mountaineering bag aside. "Or you go and have a look first, I'll take a break here and take a breath."
This is how climbing a mountain is. As the saying goes, "Looking at the mountain and running to death." When you look at it, you will feel far away when you really want to climb. Mu Qingyu is in good health, but she has spent too much to chase him along the way.
With physical strength, he carried a mountaineering bag and stood on a mountain several thousand meters high, both physically and psychologically.
Leng Yunlin looked at the big mountaineering bag behind her. Because she thought Leng Yunting and his family of three wanted to climb the mountain, the content contained it was not their two-person share, but five-person share.
She was so tired that she could carry such heavy things alone.
Leng Yunlin looked at her depressed look and felt a little depressed and uncomfortable. Why did she feel uncomfortable? He didn't know.
"You are really! Why are you chasing me alone behind you! You are carrying such a big bag! You won't say anything!"
He glanced at her in anger, and the man turned around and left. His long legs moved away and rushed up.
Mu Qingyu, who was left there, became very angry at his temper of turning against him.
However, when she raised her head, she saw Leng Yunlin leaving her back for some reason, but she thought that he had such hopeless feelings like him, but she couldn't hate her in her heart.
Although he was rich and surrounded by beautiful women, the person he liked still left him away from the crowd.
Even if he is rich enough to rival a country, even if he is powerful and without that person by his side, what can he do if he has the world?
"I don't know, what should I say..."
He said this to the air gently, Mu Qingyu avoided the crowded plank road, found a piece of open space and sat down.
Recommend a book: Gantian 1's "The Little Wife of a Rich Family" is very exciting and exciting~!