Jiang Ning declined Tang Fu's pink jacket.
This brought a slight disappointment to the amused Yang Sheng, who wanted to see the embarrassment of the always calm and composed Jiang Ning wearing a pink jacket.
"What a pity," Yang Sheng regretted.
The weather was still early and comfortably fresh, as the group chatted and began climbing the mountain path.
Yishan is only over three hundred meters high, not too strenuous to climb. As they reached the depths of the forest, the sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating dappled shadows.
Beside the mountain path, clear creek water babbled, and a group of children gathered around the spring, making excited discussions.
The entire forest was adorned with autumn colors, creating a beautiful environment that made people feel refreshed and relaxed.
For Jiang Ning and the others, who could run half-marathons, climbing the mountain was effortless and quite enjoyable.
