Facade of Love

Chapter 287 I’ll Carry You

Moreover, he was running a fever. How far could we go? What if the deeper we ventured into this mountain, the more lost we became in these woods?

At that moment, I was truly at a loss.

After a moment of silence, I looked at him and said, “I’ll carry you.” With that, I stood up and bent over in a position to carry him. Frankly, I could not think of any other way to proceed. This method would allow us to keep moving while reducing his pain.

A low chuckle came from behind, but there was no other movement. I turned to look, and Charlie was still standing in place, showing no intention of getting on my back. Instead, he had a smile on his face, appearing to be in a good mood.

Seeing this, I pursed my lips and said, “What are you laughing at? Do you think I’m too small to carry you? Don’t underestimate me. Come up here, and see if I can lift you up.”

He stopped laughing and looked at me. Even the injuries on his face could not hide how handsome he was. “I don’t underestimate you, I just find it cute how you offered to carry me. No one has ever carried me before, nor has anyone

ever offer.”

walked over to him, took his hand, and placed it on my shoulder. Then I tried to reach for his

my attempts, his voice filled with amusement and embarrassment. “I’m a man. There’s no reason for a woman to carry me. Don’t worry, I

now? He had endured so much pain on this journey. I had no clue up until this point. If I kept

him. “I know you’re tough, but I’m a woman, and I’m soft- hearted and dramatic. I can’t bear to see you like this, limping along behind me. So, either I carry you, or we find a place to rest and

practical option. The latter had almost no chance of success. We had entered the mountains by a detour. Not to mention, few people knew we had come here, and in these deep woods, it was nearly impossible for anyone to come to our rescue. As for Inch, thinking of him made me worry, and all I could do was pray in my heart that he

hesitated for a moment and said, “If you carry me and we walk for a little while, both of us will eventually exhaust our energy and die here. How about this? We continue as we did before: you support me,

last resort. Men were too proud to let women carry them, let alone

without touching

my support,

endless sea. No matter how far we

a while, Charlie became noticeably weak. He was injured

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covered in sweat and leaned

out of strength. After supporting him for a while, I could not