It's merely a distance of a hundred meters, a distance that an ordinary person could easily surpass, but Ye Mo took over forty minutes, exhausted and dripping with sweat, his face covered in dust, yet he still reached the finish line with all his might...
At that moment, Xia Yun felt a warm surge in her heart, her eyes welled up with tears...
His hand finally held hers, he didn't even bother to wipe his sweat, "These days, I've been practicing alone. Each time I fell, I told myself, I must be like a normal man, so you wouldn't despise me and would want to be with me..."
Xia Yun widened her eyes, thinking he hadn't paid attention to her this past month because he had given up on her. She never imagined he would practice walking secretly by himself... He had trained for a whole month, falling four or five times in total, but at the beginning, where she couldn't see him, how many times had he fallen?
