CHAPTER 61: 61: BURIAL FOR PEACE (PART 1)_1

The clothes rustled, the wild wind rushed past his ears with great speed. During the moment when his foot missed its hold and his body fell off the cliff, Liang Haoming only had time to catch a glimpse of a small figure hurtling towards him, which left him incredibly astonished.

She wanted to save him!

He realized this fact, but it seemed all the more inconceivable.

She had always been a perpetrator, never caring about the life and death of their brothers. Yet not long before, in a moment of urgent danger, she had risked herself to stand up for their sixth brother, and now she was looking out for him, having the first thought to save him when she saw him in peril?

As the two of them were falling, Haoming instinctively spread his arms to catch her.

Then, they rolled down the cliff face, heading for an abyss thousands of feet deep, shrouded in mist. The rocks, old trees, and vines along the way scratched him, but he protected Dong Huiying very well.

Perhaps that’s how relationships between people work, you give a bit of sincerity, and you receive heartfelt feelings in return.

She was concerned about him, so he protected her; this had nothing to do with the past disputes, it was simply the present, and he did what he had to do.

The Liang family had always been like this, their hearts full of kindness and compassion, and among the six, Haoming was the most gentle.

With a splash!

The two plunged into the Cold Pool, the immense impact causing Haoming’s head to reel, and the cold water engulfed him instantly.

Dong Huiying also took in quite a bit of water, her anger boiling within her.

Zhu—Xing—Fang—!!

She gritted her teeth, nearly wishing she could tear that person to pieces!

After the fall from the cliff, because Haoming had been protecting her all along, though she wasn’t unscathed, her injuries were not severe. In contrast, after landing in the water, Haoming had lost consciousness.

His body sank into the depths of the Cold Pool, Dong Huiying opened her eyes underwater, and frantically swam towards Liang Haoming.

At the moment of the fall, truly, her heart almost stopped in fear, thinking she was certainly a goner! Thank goodness there was a Cold Pool beneath the cliff, thank goodness!

She had narrowly escaped with her life!

Her heart was still pounding.

Diving to the bottom to pick up the unconscious Haoming, she swam upwards with the unconscious man.

Whoosh—!

The sound of water broke, and she surfaced from the pool.

She gasped heavily, "Liang Haoming??"

She immediately turned her head to look at the unconscious man, patting his cheeks, but there was no response.

Her heart raced with urgency as she hurriedly dragged the man ashore. She pressed on his philtrum and overlapped her small hands to perform CPR on him.

Just when she was about to attempt mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, the man suddenly coughed out a mouthful of pool water.

Haoming gradually came to.

He was still alive?

The first thing he saw was her, drenched, with deep concern for him on her face.

The sky was so blue, never in any moment had he seen a sky like this, never had he seen such a blue!

He slowly sat up, then looked up at the cliff above. It was too high, too towering, with only a vague silhouette visible.

Then, he turned his gaze back to her. His eyes, once empty, seemed to be brewing something.

Was it her who had pulled him back from Hell’s door? Was it her who saved him?

If she hadn’t saved him, if she had just stood by indifferently, he would surely be dead, just like when she had thrown herself at him up on the cliff.

But why did she save him?

Since when did she harbor such kindness?

He seemed not to understand, as if lost, a faint confusion rippling through his eyes.

And at that moment, Dong Huiying’s fingertips landed on Haoming’s wrist, taking his pulse. Then her little dark claw began to feel over his body. After such a terrifying event, he had sustained many injuries, but most were superficial and there were no fractures.

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