"Do you think we don't want to? It's just we can't." Li smiled bitterly and pointed at the old lady. "Every time we brought it up, she threatened to kill herself. We could never succeed."
Feng Wu rubbed her chin. "It's really hard to do it while we're still seeking refuge…"
But those people were indeed her burdens.
Li smiled bitterly. "It's all fate. What can we do? Alright, kids, go to bed. We still have to travel tomorrow morning."
After that, Li took out the only bedroll in the carriage and laid it out in the lee of the wind so that Feng Wu and the two children could get in.
"What about you?" Feng Wu asked.
Li waved her off. "We'll just sleep on the ground for the night. You little ones can easily catch a cold. We adults will be fine."
Feng Wu didn't know what to say.
No matter what Feng Wu said, Li insisted that they take the bedroll, and Feng Wu couldn't turn her down.
Feng Wu sighed as soon as she was under the duvet.
