The temperature at night was simply too low.
Zhang Xiaowei hadn't planned on staying overnight in the mountains beforehand.
By now, it was too late to go back, and it was out of the question to sleep outside, so he had to make do.
But he just couldn't bring himself to take the initiative to crawl into Tian Xiaomai's tent.
"Xiaowei, let's head back to the tent too," she said.
Finally, Tian Xiaomai took the initiative to speak up, inviting Zhang Xiaowei to her tent.
With her invitation, Zhang Xiaowei nodded and followed along.
"When you all have camped in the mountains before, were the tents always this far apart?"
Zhang Xiaowei had noticed earlier that the other two tents were quite a distance from each other.
Tian Xiaomai's cute face blushed as she nodded and whispered a reply.
"Yes, it's always like this."