37 HIKING (1/2)
Jade Mountain is magnificent. It has that perfect shape, and snow caps it at the top. So mesmerizing. And what adds to it splendor, is that the sun sets on the mountain. I will see that later. Just wait you mountain.
”Minho, are we staying here until the 25th?”
”Of course not. We're staying at the top.”
”Eh? Did you buy the whole mountain?”
He chuckled. ”No. I am not that rich. My family owns this resort. Outside of this, not so sure. But the one at the top, I bought it some time ago. It's my private place to unwind and relax.”
”You're sharing it to me?”
”Yes. That's how strong I want you to be part of my life. That I'm willing to share my life to you.”
I fet warm. My eyes welled up that I couldn't resist to hug him. ”Why are you so good to me?”
He rubbed my back soothingly. ”Because you are very important to me.”
I hugged him tight. God, do I deserve someone as this?
”Okay stop crying now. Let's move it.”
I chuckled despite of the tears. ”Yes!”
I brought my backpack, Minho brought his. Of course, when you're hiking, you have to bring your own things.
I was wearing a sweater and a black hiking pants.
”Cass, did you bring something against the cold?”
”Yes. Why? Should I wear more than this?” I noticed we had the same get-up.
”No, but at the top, it's very, very cold.”
Very cold? ”Is it snowing where we're staying?”
He grinned playfully and shrugged.
”Really?” My eyes lit up. I jumped at him and kissed him on the cheeks. My happiness is overflowing. ”Minhoooo! I am so excited!”
”Haha okay okay. Did you bring any?”
”Yesyes. I always anticipate super cold weather when hiking so I brought more sweater. Weeeeee! Let's go now!”
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We were following a trail towards the rest house. It's good that this trail has been taken cared of, or else we're on a tight spot. Although, it's a bit slippery, it is better than grasping on tree roots and crawling on muddy ground.
Minho and I remained silent during the hike, an unspoken agreement to let nature speak and for us to just listen. An hour has passed when we reached a fork in the trail. Minho took the left route.
I hesitated, but my curiosity prevailed, ”Uh, Minho? Where does the right one end to?”
”A cave.”