The little star from the Gobi Desert, handed over to the state, is hailed as a national treasure.

The wind howled in her ears, and she could hear nothing. There was only that little distance left in front of her, which looked so close. She wanted to climb up, but she had to use all her strength!

The little monkey had reached its physical limit; if it carried her any further, they would probably both fall off.

For this last part, Sweetie has to rely on herself!

She remembered the method the old monkey had taught her, the demonstration the little monkeys had given her using vines, and how they had held her hand and placed it on the cliff face.

Sweetie gritted her teeth, reached out her little hand from behind the little monkey, and grabbed the stone on her left side.

Then, grabbing the right side of the rock with his right hand, kicking his little feet into the crevice next to him, and using all his strength, he finally climbed from the monkey's back onto a higher rock.

"Squeak!"

The little monkey looked at Sweetie in surprise. It wanted to reach out to help her, but its arms were sore and weak that it could barely muster any strength.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Two larger monkeys chased after her from below, trying to carry her back on their backs again, but they were unable to exert any force due to their limited posture. They could only watch helplessly as the little girl hung on the rock, her whole body pressed against the cliff face.

The monkeys stretched out their paws in a protective gesture, and it was this scene that completely ignited Sweetie's last bit of strength.

The little girl tightened her face, aimed at the stone in front of her, stretched out her little hand and grabbed it tightly, then tried her best to move her body upwards.

Five centimeters, ten centimeters, twenty centimeters.

The wind whipped her disheveled hair, blowing into her neck as if to loosen her hands.

Sweetie gritted her teeth and moved her little body up another step.

Fifty centimeters, seventy centimeters, eighty centimeters...

The cold sweat seeped through her, her body was cold and stiff, and her sweet stomach was growling with hunger. From yesterday to today, she had only eaten a few bananas, yet she had spent most of the day climbing this cliff.

Ninety centimeters, one hundred and ten centimeters!

Sweetie's vision was already blurry, and she was almost unsure where her little feet were. In that moment of hesitation, the little monkey stretched out its paw, supported her feet, and helped her step onto solid ground.

130 centimeters, 150 centimeters, 170 centimeters...

"I can't take it anymore," Sweetie gasped for breath. She was so tired that all she wanted to do was let go of her little hands, lie back in her soft little bed, and sleep for a whole day.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Seeing that she wasn't moving, the little monkeys anxiously urged her on. Sweetie regained some of her senses, and she rallied herself, telling herself, "Sweetie, you can do it! Keep going! You'll see your dad soon!"

Thinking of her father, Tian Tian felt like she had regained some strength!

After struggling to climb two meters, the top of the cliff was just a stone's throw away. But even that last bit of distance left Tian Tian, ​​who was completely exhausted, unable to move an inch.

She could almost hear voices coming from the top of the cliff, hear Grandpa Feng's loud voice, and she could even see a long rope hanging down far away from her...

But... Sweetie couldn't climb over to pull the rope, nor did she have the strength to climb to the top of the cliff. She couldn't even call for help.

Tired, so very tired...

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Sweetie might... really not make it to the top of the mountain.

Dad, are you up there?

Sweetie misses you so much...

"Squeak, squeak!" An anxious sound came to her ears. A little monkey patted her face urgently to wake her up. Then, with a few leaps, it climbed up the cliff ahead of her.

"Whoosh, squeak...whoosh..."

The little monkey, having finally climbed up the cliff, squatted on the ground, panting heavily. It had come up from right behind the rescue team, so no one noticed it.

"Squeak..." The little monkey tried to open its mouth to shout, but the sound was weak. Everyone was focused on the cliff and no one turned around.

The little monkey got anxious. After thinking for a moment, it simply grabbed a large rock from the ground and threw it forward with all its might.

"Thump!"

The sound of the collision finally alerted the rescue workers. Someone turned around, pointed at the monkey, and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh dear, where did this monkey come from?"

"Squeak—squeak squeak squeak—"

The little monkey stretched out its paw, pointing in Tian Tian's direction, its face showing anxiety and tension.

Most of the people on the mountaintop were drawn over.

But looking at the little monkey, who could understand what he meant?

Just then, a young man rushed out from the crowd. He was tall and handsome, and should have been in his prime, but at this moment his eyes were red, his beard was unkempt, and he looked extremely haggard.

It was Liang Zhe, who was longing for his daughter.

Perhaps it was the natural bond between father and daughter, but at that moment, Liang Zhe had a vague feeling that Tian Tian, ​​his daughter, was nearby!

The appearance of this monkey seems to be foreshadowing something!

Without thinking, he ran towards the little monkey.

"Comrade Liang! Stop right there!"

"Danger! Comrade Liang!!"

Unfortunately, the people around him thought he was going to commit suicide and immediately rushed to stop him. At this moment, Liang Zhe really didn't have much strength to break free from them. Once they pulled him, he had almost no ability to resist.

"Let me go...you guys, let me go..."

He could only shout in vain, his eyes fixed on the little monkey.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Seeing that everyone was stopping Liang Zhe and no one understood him, the little monkey was getting anxious. Having no other choice, it turned back to the edge of the cliff, then jumped back, extending its paws and mimicking the motion of climbing up the mountain.

At the same time, he kept looking back at the valley.

"What is that monkey doing?"

"It seems to be pointing downwards?"

"Secretary Feng! Secretary Feng, please come quickly!"

Finally, someone realized what was happening.

Just then, a faint "Dad" sound, like a thin but clear ripple on water, pierced through the wind in the valley and gradually reached everyone's ears.

Is that a human voice?

Not only that, it's clearly a little girl's voice!

At the foot of the cliff, Tian Tian used her last bit of strength to grab a thick vine hanging down from the edge of the cliff, leaving her suspended in mid-air.

The remaining monkeys stood guard at her feet, supporting her and silently urging her: Hurry up, a little higher!

But Sweetie really had no strength left; this was the last effort she could make.

The little girl was unwilling to give up. She clearly heard her father's voice, but she didn't have the strength to climb up and let her father hold her!

"dad……"

Tears welled up in her eyes, her lips moved slightly, and she screamed with all her might.

"dad--!"

This fragile yet persistent call, after overcoming countless difficulties and passing through the ears of many, finally pierced straight into Liang Zhe's heart.

Liang Zhe was jolted, as if struck by lightning.

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly shouted and shook his arms, and the two miners who had been holding him down were instantly thrown aside.

He moved with incredible speed, almost flying, and reached the edge of the cliff in just a few steps.

Then he quickly crawled down the cliff and looked down—

Just a meter apart, two dirty little hands gripped the vines tightly, their small bodies hanging in mid-air, so fragile that they seemed as if a gust of wind would send them tumbling down.

And right next to the vines, that little face was covered in dust, mud, and tears, looking pitiful and utterly wronged—

If it's not his sweetheart, then who is it!

"Sweetie!!"

Liang Zhe screamed with all his might, leaning forward and desperately trying to grab her little hand.

But in that instant, the vine suddenly made a cracking sound as it could not bear the weight, and broke apart in an instant.

Sweet little body suddenly sank—