Song Qingchun tried to choke back her tears but to no avail. She had just been feeling relieved and thankful that they had both survived the fall, but in the end, she was the only lucky one.
Even though her mind was not completely focused during mid-fall, she still remembered him pulling her into his embrace before they hit the ground to shield her. So, her luck was traded with his bad luck.
Su Zhinian felt his consciousness dispersing. Through their physical contact, he could fuzzily read the anxiety and distress residing at the bottom of her heart. This caused him to worry. However, there was nothing he could do but allow his eyelids to slowly close until all he could see was darkness and she was no more.
He could hear her crying intensify; there was even desperation in her sobs now as she called his name again and again. Eventually, she even started to beg him.
