He was galloping quickly on the tree canopy, like a flexible bird, with a cold face, holding her in his arms and flying all the way. Only then did she slowly realize something was wrong, "Why don't you stop?"
"Someone is chasing us." He answered simply. His eyes were as deep and pure as gemstones. His concentration of mental power made him look like a God of War who was sure of victory, and there was a noble temperament hidden in his fierce fighting spirit.
She was pondering his nervous expression, and suddenly a voice came from out of nowhere, "Your enemy?"
"No."
She asked again, "Your ex-girlfriend?"
"No."
She didn't know whether the person following behind was a man or a woman, so she made a random guess, "Your current girlfriend's ex-boyfriend?"
He couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Shut up."