He Zhao (GL) · Conversa

It has been one day and 13 hours since He Yang left to meet her so-called "true love." He Zhao checks the clock on the wall, narrows her eyes, and dials the intercom to Ying. "Get the car ready. We're going to Hanshan Temple." An hour later, Hanshan Temple. Looking up at the temple on the mountain, He Zhao begins to nurse a headache. She wonders if she's lost her mind or caught that idiot's stupidity—what on earth possessed her to come to a temple? With a faint scoff, she figures that since she's already here, hiking up the mountain to get a protective talisman isn't the worst idea. Halfway up, He Zhao spots a stone stele where crowds of tourists have gathered to touch the engraved characters and take photos. Watching the dense crowd, He Zhao walks over as if compelled by some mysterious impulse, only to see a girl who can't quite reach the top character for "Wealth," flustered and out of ideas. She steps forward, slipping in right behind you, and speaks up: "Are you trying to touch the character for wealth, miss? Need a hand?" You nod gratefully. "Thank you so much! If you wouldn't mind giving me a lift..." She bends down slightly, wrapping her arms around your waist to lift you up, her voice drifting close right after: "Can you reach it now?"