Prosecutor vs. Minister: A Battle of Wits-Chapter 104 - 102: Carry Me on Your Back
Bao Nan had long anticipated such an ending, so at this moment, he didn’t feel much emotional upheaval.
"Your essays are very well-written." After a moment’s silence, he continued, "I particularly liked that sentence."
Hearing this, Jiang Tong awkwardly touched her nose, "Really?"
"Yeah."
With his response, the already awkward atmosphere became even more uncomfortable.
Jiang Tong coughed lightly a few times and quickly brought them back to the topic they had been discussing.
"So, has it always been your dream to become a diplomat?"
She blinked her bright eyes, curiously looking at Bao Nan, while her feet incessantly splashed in the stream.
Bao Nan paused his mud-washing and stood in the middle of the stream.
After a long while, he replied softly, "I suppose so."
Actually, Jiang Tong had forgotten one thing, and that was during the hundred-year anniversary of Hengchuan Middle School, she wrote a wish paper.
At that time, he and Si Yuan Yang had rummaged through the wish box for an entire day and night, sifting through over sixteen thousand pieces of paper.
Finally, they found Jiang Tong’s wish paper among the crevices.
On it was scrawled a line—
Hope to find a husband who is a diplomat when I grow up.
Pretty girl Jiang Tong 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
"..."
Upon seeing that note, Bao Nan firmly set his heart on becoming a diplomat.
Her eyes held the essence of spring and autumn, surpassing all the mountains and rivers he had ever seen.
Rather than saying being a diplomat was his dream, it would be more accurate to say his dream was Jiang Tong.
"Oh, I see."
Hearing his affirmative words, Jiang Tong nodded, indicating she understood.
For the next half hour, they busied themselves with their respective tasks.
With Jiang Tong around, Bao Nan felt it was inappropriate to take off his shirt to wash it.
So he could only splash some water on it, gently rubbed it a few times, and stopped.
The sun was setting, the sky enveloped in a warm purple-red glow, the leaves by the stream rustling in a tranquil scene.
"Jiang Tong, let’s go."
Bao Nan had cleaned off the mud on his body. He glanced at Jiang Tong, who was squatting by the stream watching fish, and called out to her.
Upon hearing his voice, Jiang Tong looked up, quickly responding, "Okay."
As she spoke, she straightened her back, intending to stand up. But having squatted for too long, her legs went numb.
So, with a slip, Jiang Tong plummeted headlong into the water.
"Jiang Tong!"
Bao Nan’s brow furrowed, urgently calling out her name, quickly running to her side and pulling her out of the stream.
"Are you okay?"
He looked over her body, and after confirming there were no injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But Jiang Tong’s next words immediately made his heart leap again.
"Well... I think... I sprained my ankle." Jiang Tong lifted her foot, her face already a bit pale.
With a sullen face, Bao Nan raised her ankle, which was already red and swollen.
But with no medical equipment available, he was also concerned about treating her.
"What should we do now..." Jiang Tong endured the pain, blinking sadly, "How about you carry me..."
Her sudden coquettishness flustered Bao Nan. He quickly squatted down, signaling her to hop on.
Jiang Tong’s lips curled slightly, and as she lay on his back, the pained expression from before was gone.
The sunset cast their shadows long. She lay on Bao Nan’s back and fell into a deep sleep.
Wildfire had scorched half the landscape, the vegetation charred, and the world’s realms were all dim. You hid the four seasons, infatuated with paradise. I stand in the abyss, with you in my eyes.
