An Xiaoning's vision began to get blurry as she stood by the window and stared at the pair of floral embroidered shoes on the window ledge.
Tears welled up in her eyes within just seconds.
It was as short as the time Hua Jin took to jump off the balcony.
She did not seem to have hesitated at all.
The moment her feet were off the ledge, her body plunged downward immediately.
An Xiaoning craned her neck to take a look at Hua Jin, who was suspended in mid-air. Her hair accessories had all fallen off her head, causing her long, black hair to sway and dance in the breeze. She seemed to have painted a beautiful painting in the air.
She finally thumped onto the ground and shattered into bits.
