This feeling underneath my touch is too real. It does not feel like a dream.
Before Song Qingchun's brain could make the last leap in logic, Su Zhinian seemed to sense something. He released the grip he had on her wrists to pull her deeper into his arms. Then he turned around in midair so that he was the one on the bottom. He was going to use his body as a shield to protect her from the impact.
Being held so closely caused Song Qingchun to tremble. Everything was happening too suddenly. Before she recovered from the shock of her discovery, before she could even understand what he was doing, the two of them landed heavily on the ground.
However, it did not feel like the ground. There was a great bounce following a tough landing. The landing was so rough that Song Qingchun felt like her heart had stopped beating; her consciousness almost snapped and submerged into darkness.
The operative term here is almost. Eventually, the darkness parted from Song Qingchun's eyes. The blood in her body gradually calmed down, and her brain started to work again.
She felt like every bone in her body had shattered. She lay there with her eyes closed, and her chest rose up and down at a high frequency. Before she could confirm whether she was dead or alive, a voice called out beside her.
The voice was like the sound of an angel, a voice she was very familiar with. It was Su Zhinian.
Song Qingchun was confused.
"Qingchun?" Su Zhinian noticed the girl's lack of response in his arms, and he called out once more.
Am I in heaven? Why am I hearing his voice?
Su Zhinian read that thought and breathed out in relief. He suppressed the pain that overwhelmed his every sense and forced out through gritted teeth, "Are you alright?"
He only managed to utter three words before he had to give up.
Song Qingchun, who still felt like she was dreaming, snuggled deeply into his arms before answering with a soft "hmm". Then she felt something was wrong, and she continued to wiggle, trying to feel out what was wrong.
Her continuous wiggle caused the pain in his body to intensify to an impossible degree. His back was drenched with cold sweat.
Song Qingchun quickly realized she was lying on top of something. She immediately jumped up, and when she saw Su Zhinian, just as she did while in midair, she reached out to touch his face.
It was a sensation that could not have been more real. Song Qingchun finally confirmed that she was not dreaming. Su Zhinian was really beside her, he really did call her name, and he even told her
However, that did not mean that she understood what was really happening. She stared at the man dumbly, and the question escaped her lips. "Su Zhinian, is it really you?"
Su Zhinian really wanted to reach out to smooth her hair that was tousled from the fall, but he could not lift his arms no matter how hard he tried. He could only lie there quietly and slowly nod.
"Yes, it's me."
Yes, it's me
These three simple words caused Song Qingchun's eyes to redden with tears.