While she was struggling to carry him, she kept telling him, "Don't be scared. I'll carry you down the mountain and take you to the police."

Don't be scared, huh?...

She was the one who was trembling heavily. Even her voice was trembling.

She was the one who was scared, but she kept comforting him.

"You're so heavy..." She would occasionally complain.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"Hehe, after you get better, you have to carry me back. Then we're even," she said with a smile as she continued to move her feet forward with great difficulty.

He had never thought that he would one day be protected by a girl younger than him.

"Okay, I'll carry you back," he said it like it was a promise.

He told himself that he would carry her on his back after this. No matter what the obstacles were, he would keep carrying her.

Where was she?

All these years, he had always regretted letting go of her hand.

If he insisted on holding onto her hand back then, would she be by his side now?

But all he co