It was Si Chengye who braved the rain and searched for half the night before finding her.
She remembered waking up, tightly cradled in his arms, the man like a tall tree sheltering her from the storm.
When he saw her awaken, his mouth spread into a broad smile, and he assured her everything was alright, that they just needed to climb the hillside to be rescued.
Then he carried her up the mountain step by step. The mountain path was very slippery, but he never once fell down.
Because if he fell, it would be her cushioning his fall.
So he gritted his teeth until they reached a boulder blocking the path and stopped to catch his breath.
But at that time, she felt nothing for him but hatred, still just hatred. She asked him to put her down, and without suspecting anything, he carefully placed her on the side of the road and told her to stand firm.
Blinded by hatred, the moment she was steady, she pushed fiercely against his shoulder.