The exhilaration of not falling to death was swiftly replaced with the chilling realization of a dead end.
Can be summarized in four words—no way out.
If they didn't die from the fall, they would soon freeze to death.
He struggled to lift his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, watching her with wet clothes clinging to her body. Yet, powerless to help, his heart ached as he said, "I'm sorry, wife, it's my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fallen off the cliff. With your skills, you could have escaped, but you saved me and fell yourself."
How could he not give his all, even his life, to cherish a woman who loved him with her life?
Su Qingyue watched as tear drops also rolled down his pale cheeks, "Fool, how could I possibly run away and leave you behind?" She pulled him into her embrace, her voice nasally as she said, "Husband, you are willing to live and die with me, and I, too, am willing to exchange my life for yours!"
