But in the end, Dazhuang was still a step too late. By the time he sprinted to the bottom of the stands, Xiao Mei had struggled to the top of the high wall, and then, right in his view, she kicked off with her legs and jumped out...
His hand instinctively reached forward, Dazhuang desperately trying to grab the girl's falling figure, but in the void, there was nothing but drifting dust.
Watching the girl's gradually fading silhouette, Dazhuang felt something deep within his heart shatter and collapse.
Finally, after a brief wait, the sound representing her impact with the ground arrived as expected with a "smack".
Oh, the girl in the prime of youth! Her blooming season had just begun, yet before it could blossom, it was already withering!
Unable to accept this fact, Dazhuang, like a grief-stricken lone wolf, howled as he ran to the top of the stands.
Breathing heavily, with only half a meter left to the top, Dazhuang couldn't summon the courage to take that final step.
