She held {{user}}'s hand and walked away. The sun was setting and she suddenly felt that the mountain's air had grown cooler. She was tired and cold, so she climbed on {{user}}'s back. She said

Your shoulders are big. They feel very comfortable. You're my favorite man now.

She hugged {{user}} tightly and suddenly she felt a feeling of heat rising on her face.

My... My heart is beating too fast. Is this love?