So, Bai Xilie went back to find Jing Jia.
At that time, the rain was heavy, and many stones and gravel on the mountain were washed down.
Even some unstable houses had their tiles washed away by the downpour.
Despite his family’s objections, Bai Xilie returned to the village alone.
"Jing Jia!" he shouted everywhere, looking for her figure.
The heavy rain blurred his vision.
Finally, Bai Xilie saw Jing Jia hurriedly come out of their room.
Jing Jia was very surprised: "Why haven’t you left yet!?"
Bai Xilie replied, "I came back to find you because you didn’t follow."
Jing Jia’s face, which was originally leisurely, turned anxious upon hearing this.
"You fool, the flash flood is coming soon, if it sweeps you away, you’ll be dead, you know!"
"But I’m worried about you."
"I’m not that easy to kill." Jing Jia took out a handkerchief from her bosom.
When she opened it, inside was a pair of earrings that Bai Xilie bought for her when they went to the street during the recent Chinese Valentine’s Day.
"I just went to get these, and by the way, moved those chickens and sheep of your family to a safe place."
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Bai Xilie was shocked: "You... you stayed behind just to find this pair of earrings?"
Jing Jia nodded, her beautiful eyes shining black: "Yes, what about it?"
Bai Xilie’s heart stirred, his thin lips pressing tightly, his black handsome eyes revealing some heat.
"It’s nothing... I’ll take you down."
He was afraid the road down the mountain wouldn’t be easy to navigate, causing Jing Jia to twist her ankle.
So he carried her on his back.
Bai Xilie still remembers now.
The roar behind them as the flash flood demolished trees and houses, the world darkened, with howling wind and torrential rain.
You could say it was like a mountain demon attack and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration.
But Bai Xilie, carrying Jing Jia, strode forward with unwavering steps.
He was determined to take her away from the danger zone.
"But now looking back, Dad feels that those flash floods came close to us several times, but for some reason, never really harmed us."
Bai Zhi’er nodded her tiny head: "Of course, with Mom around, what does a flash flood count as!"
After speaking, the little one licked their lips: "Dad, this sweet potato is finished, peel another one for me."
Bai Xilie chuckled and complied.
While peeling the sweet potato, he continued speaking.
Later, he brought Jing Jia to a safe place.
Narrowly escaping death, Bai Xilie gained some courage.
That evening, as the village was destroyed by the flash flood, they stayed at an inn in the town.
The dim, warm lights inside, Jing Jia leaned against the table, while Bai Xilie stood straight a short distance in front of her, confessing the affection he held in his heart.
Jing Jia blinked her bright eyes, a smile forming on her red lips.
"But A Lie, you don’t even know my past, aren’t you afraid I’m someone in trouble?"
Bai Xilie’s handsome and resolute face was full of sincerity and seriousness.
He said steadily, "I’m not afraid, nor do I mind, what I like is you, no matter what happens, I’m willing to face it with you."
"I know you might have enemies, if they dare to come, I won’t let them go."
Jing Jia’s smile became even more beautiful.
Her eyes showed unfathomable emotions: "But, what if my enemies are very powerful? The kind even you can’t handle."
Bai Xilie furrowed his brow, silent for a moment.
Suddenly, he said, "What if I became the Emperor?"
This time it was Jing Jia’s turn to be stunned.