Fu Yisi's heart skipped a beat. He was not very familiar with the terrain here and did not dare to make any noise, afraid that he might frighten Ji Sang.
At the same time, his delicate eyebrows furrowed.
Even in the heat of summer, the stream flowing down from the mountains was icy cold. Was she really stepping into the water just like that? Her constitution was already weak; how could she be so careless?
Fu Yisi slowly moved closer, standing by and waiting for Ji Sang to finish taking photos.
However, Ji Sang wasn't quite satisfied with the angle and looked around, her eyes brightening when she spotted a sizable rock.
To capture a sense of height difference, elevation was indispensable, and the rock was right by the stream, perfect for both side shots and overhead shots.
The rock was covered with moss, and Ji Sang scraped at it with some pebbles.
The rock must have been there for quite a while; the moss seemed to be completely integrated into it, impossible to be scraped off.
