In the mountains, everything was naturally very tough. After filming at night, one could only sleep in a tent. Due to limited space, many staff members didn't even have tents and could only sleep in sleeping bags, eating from a large pot every night, yet no one complained.
This made Yorickson feel very gratified.
"Brother Yorickson, have some soup!" Hillary handed him a bowl of freshly cooked vegetable soup.
"Thank you!" Yorickson smiled as he took the vegetable soup from Hillary, a feeling he couldn't quite describe in his eyes.
In such harsh conditions, Hillary hadn't complained once. If it had been before, the pampered Hillary would have thrown all kinds of tantrums.
He was amazed by Hillary's recent change, no longer resembling the Hillary he used to know.
After dinner, everyone went to rest. Yorickson was alone on a piece of open ground, looking up at the round moon in the sky, a smile unconsciously tugging at the corners of his mouth.
