Song Jiyun felt dazed at first, and it took her a moment to regain her composure.
"It's so high; what if I can't catch it?"
She couldn't help but hesitate.
Yuan Yunzhong was growing impatient and urged, "Hurry up!"
Song Jiyun inexplicably thought of the three branches he had thrown on the ground.
She proposed, "Why don't you just take me down?"
Yuan Yunzhong looked at her intently and slowly said, "If you're not jumping, get down by yourself!"
Song Jiyun looked at the straight trunk, steeled her heart, and simply closed her eyes and jumped.
The sound of the wind swept past her ears.
She crashed into a warm embrace. Although she staggered a bit, the arms holding her were very steady.
Song Jiyun's suspended heart finally settled, she took a long breath and opened her eyes.
She was met by Yuan Yunzhong's slightly uplifted eyes and glossy apricot eyes that burst into her view.
