Rustle~
The footsteps, drawing closer and closer, were extremely light but densely packed, like a large swarm of ants moving homes. If you weren't careful, you might miss it.
Cheng Haoyue kept his nerves taut, refusing to allow himself any moment of negligence. Thus, he continuously paid attention to the surroundings' sounds: the insects chirping, the grass swaying, leaves fluttering and falling... all of them falling into Cheng Haoyue's ears and heart.
The moment that faint rustling movement appeared, Cheng Haoyue was visibly startled. He thought to himself: Here they come.
Finally, they are here.
Not too early, not too late, and with the timing estimated by Ji You, the difference was less than a minute.
By this time, Cheng Haoyue didn't know how to write the word 'admire' anymore. Or perhaps, Ji You shouldn't just be described with admiration, but with awe!
