Zhi Qi elegantly walked towards Fang Xiaocao, who stared blankly at her long-unseen old friend.
Seeing the dazed look on Fang Xiaocao's face, Zhi Qi's lips curved upward, revealing a charming smile.
Zhi Qi offered her fair, delicate hand to Fang Xiaocao.
Fang Xiaocao blankly placed her own hand into Zhi Qi's palm.
Zhi Qi gently exerted force, pulling Fang Xiaocao up from the floor and into her embrace.
"Are you alright?"
Zhi Qi asked softly, looking down at Fang Xiaocao.
Her cool voice was like a clear spring.
Fang Xiaocao snapped back to reality and, realizing she was nestled in Zhi Qi's arms, her pretty face instantly turned red.
"I'm fine..."
"Thank goodness you arrived on time..."
Fang Xiaocao whispered.
Curled up in Zhi Qi's arms, Fang Xiaocao felt an inexplicable sense of security.
It was just like the old times at the orphanage, when only by squeezing into the same small bed with Zhi Qi could she sleep soundly during thunderstorms.
