"Should... should I just go around from the side?"
Xian Qianling’s voice was obviously lower than usual, her brows slightly drooped, finally revealing an expression that befit a girl—fear.
"Going around would take at least half an hour!" Looking down at Xian Qianling from above, a smug smile suddenly appeared on your face, "Hey, heh heh..."
"What are you laughing at?" Xian Qianling looked up and glared at you.
"Yo, yo-yo-yo, tsk tsk tsk..." You annoyingly adopted the nagging tone of a nosy aunt, "Could it be that our Yuhang detective, the Overlord Flower, is afraid of heights?"
"Afraid? The word ’afraid’ has never existed in this miss’s dictionary!" Xian Qianling bolstered her emotions, lifting her pretty and delicate face to stare you down.
With a raised eyebrow, you said with a chuckle, "If you’re not afraid, then co on up, why don’t you?"
"Hmph, hmph, hmph."
After three successive hmphs, Xian Qianling seed to have made a major life decision, mustering the courage to step onto the spiral Magic Seal and began to climb upward, step by step.
"Hmm, not bad, that’s the Overlord Flower for you."
You cheerfully watched Xian Qianling as she approached, but as she climbed higher, her breathing beca more rapid, pausing after each step, her hands clenched into fists, her whole body taut.
"Don’t look down."
"I know that without you telling !"
She had always been a girl who prided herself on her strength, especially after witnessing Zhao’er’s extraordinary abilities, she felt a sense of loss in her heart.
Ever since she had clarified her feelings towards you, Xian Qianling would often compare herself with Zhao’er, and Wu Qiyi.
Generally speaking, each of the three had their own rits, and it was hard to say who was the best.
Yet, today Zhao’er delivered two profound blows to her, making Xian Qianling suddenly feel her position was in dire peril. It was for this reason that she was so eager to prove herself, to show that she was not inferior to Zhao’er!
"Huff... huff..."
After a struggle, having covered two-thirds of the distance, Xian Qianling was already drenched in sweat.
She continued to regulate her breathing while telling herself not to be afraid, to overco the fear!
Just like always, she stretched out her hands to rest on her knees, slowed her breathing, and allowed her overly tense muscles to relax.
The spiral Magic Seal was just a halo of light, nearly transparent, so when Xian Qianling bent over, it was natural for her to glance downward briefly. But that single look made her head spin, her body sway, and then she began to topple sideways.
"Be careful!"
Seeing Xian Qianling’s body about to fall from the height of more than ten ters, you who were only three stairs away, leapt down fiercely, reaching out just in ti to grab her right arm and pulled her into your arms.
"Hey, Crazy Woman, are you alright?"
"I, I..."
Xian Qianling’s eyes rolled back, and she fainted in your arms.
With a sowhat helpless shake of your head, you picked her up in a princess carry and quickly leapt to the top of the stone wall.
Holding Xian Qianling, you ca to a shady spot under so trees and laid her gently on the soft grass, then placed your palm, glowing green, gently on her forehead.
"Mmm..."
Soon Xian Qianling murmured semi-consciously, "Don’t... don’t leave behind... I know... I’m not as good as her... but I, I..."
As her breathing gradually steadied, Xian Qianling’s emotions also cald down.
You looked at her sweet sleeping posture and couldn’t help but sigh softly. Then you looked up at Zhao’er and asked her, "Zhao’er, what do you think I should do?"
Surprisingly, Zhao’er didn’t answer; she continued to look at you with her indifferent gaze.
You covered your forehead with your hand, looking sowhat headachy. You decided not to imdiately search for the Fragrant Torreya tree and instead sat beside Xian Qianling with Zhao’er.
"Shh—Shh—"
The wind started blowing.
Between the rustling branches and leaves, a concerto of heart-soothing lodies was played.
The cool mountain breeze gently brushed Zhao’er’s long hair, creating a scene of unparalleled beauty.
You looked down at Xian Qianling again and, with a sigh, removed your jacket and covered her with it.
From your current position, it was a landscape free from the noise of the mundane world.
In the distance were mountains, and nearby were trees. Amidst the overlapping hills, the mountains and trees had already rged perfectly.
The only feature in this landscape was the tranquil village on the outskirts of the valley, resembling a virgin land. It sat quietly amongst the hills, transcendent and detached from the material world.
"Mmh..."
Xian Qianling’s eyebrows slightly furrowed as she began to wake up.
What t her eyes was your mischievous smile: "Awake now?"
Upon seeing your full-faced grin, Xian Qianling sat up abruptly, and as a result, the jacket covering her naturally fell off.
She looked down, noticed it was your jacket, then looked at you wearing a short-sleeve in the cool mountain air, and quickly handed you the jacket: "It’s cool in the mountains, better put this on quickly."
"Okay."
After putting on the jacket, you turned to the now-standing Xian Qianling and asked, "As a high-achiever from the police academy, how co you’re afraid of heights?"
For the first ti in her life, Xian Qianling looked at you with a timid gaze, like Little Red Riding Hood encountering the Big Bad Wolf, and whispered, "Can I not say?"
You shrugged: "That’s your right. I already know anyway, we’ll just avoid it in the future."
You looked up at the sky: "It’s getting late, we need to find that Fragrant Torreya tree soon, and then we have another place to go to."
As you spoke, you turned and walked away, with Zhao’er floating up like a fairy.
Xian Qianling struggled for a mont, finally caught up, and then said, "I started learning piano when I was two and a half, and after mastering it at seven, I began learning the cello. In the life plan my parents originally had for , I was supposed to grow up to be an outstanding musician like my grandmother."
"That’s a pretty big difference, huh?"
Imagining Xian Qianling wearing a white, flowing dress with long hair reaching her waist, sitting on a stool while playing a cello as tall as a person, the scene was entirely incongruous!
It seed more like a Crazy Woman sawing wood with a saw.
"When I was nine, my maternal and paternal grandmothers took shopping for a birthday present, and that day..." Xian Qianling suddenly choked up.
Seeing Xian Qianling reveal such a deanor for the first ti, you quickly spoke up to comfort her: "The past is already past, don’t be upset."
Xian Qianling shook her head slightly, tears already brimming in her eyes: "It’s all my fault; if I hadn’t insisted on buying that doll, had that conflict with the boy, we would have left the mall earlier and wouldn’t have encountered such a thing!"
As you walked, hearing this, you shuddered uncontrollably, disbelief flickering in your eyes!
Because Xian Qianling’s words involuntarily brought to your mind the mory of an event from when you were five!
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