Although the ground was only a few steps away, if she were to fall face-first, Chuxia was sure she would suffer either a fracture or facial disfigurement. Without thinking, she covered her cheeks, preferring a broken bone over ruining her face.
Just as Shi Che was about to step out the door, he was suddenly jarred by a scream from behind. He recognized that voice as Ling Chuxia's. His steps abruptly halted, and he involuntarily turned around to see Ling Chuxia tumbling down the stairs.
Shi Che's dark brown pupils suddenly contracted, and without time to think about anything else, he quickly walked over and stretched out his hands to catch Ling Chuxia.
Ling Chuxia had thought she was surely going to die, her mind going blank with panic. But instead of crashing to the ground as expected, she found herself caught in an embrace.
This embrace, both unfamiliar and familiar, carried a cool breath.
