In his ears was Xiaojiu's call, accompanied by a sensation of falling rushing past. He felt a scorching pain on his face, as if something was dripping onto it, and Lu Bai, as if stabbed, suddenly awoke from the depths of darkness.
Xiaojiu was crouched beside him, her eyes red, and on her palm-sized face was a trace of despair. Her normally calm and emotionless eyes were now filled with intense pain...
"Xiaojiu, what's wrong?" Lu Bai asked.
Lu Xiaojiu suddenly lay on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, which finally soothed her unsettling feeling as if she couldn't find the ground. She bit her lip, not daring to cry out loud, and slowly, listening to his heartbeat, she found peace.
"Xiaojiu, I'm fine, just been sleeping deeply lately."
