I put on Xiao Li's inner and outer layers of wedding clothes, beginning to try on the complex hair ornaments, and was very optimistic in spirit, "No matter how strong the difficulties are, there are always more solutions than problems, we'll face them together."
"We... face them together?" Bai Zanhe murmured with a hint of helplessness, leaning against a coffin.
Xiao Li had put on all my clothes, her lips puckered, and she didn't want to leave anymore, "I might as well stay and face it with you. If I just leave like this... I'd really seem like a traitor."
"Silly girl, you still need to find Beichen, to inform your Brother Chenn to come and save us," I comforted her, patting the back of Xiao Li's head and leading her to the soft rope ladder. I casually tied a cloth strip, which concealed one's presence, around her wrist, "This isn't betrayal; it's preserving the spark of revolution."
