He turned around and gently held her hand, his dark eyes full of smiles, and the smile lines at the corners of his mouth became gentler because of her panic expression.
Broken light shone on her body through the branches and leaves. She saw his smiling face and struggled to take out her hand.
He laughed out loud: "If you keep making trouble, I won't be able to find you if you fall."
She hurriedly hugged his arm and said with a playful smile: "Then please walk faster, it's scary here."
The fragrant osmanthus is fragrant and the autumn air is crisp. A gust of wind blew up from the ground, and she sank under her feet. She struggled to break away from his hand. As she sank, she saw his anxious and self-reproaching face in front of her. With darkness above her head, she shouted desperately: "Go away quickly and leave me alone."