365 The Chances are Low

Fear gripped at Xia Ling's heart.

She saw Li Lei point toward the amulet that hung around her neck. "Do you remember this amulet? With it protecting you, you have nothing to fear." His voice was very gentle. "Xiao Ling, you will land safely."

"How about you?"

"I'm with you every step of the way."

The sky was getting darker by the minute, and the wind howled with a vengeance as the bean-sized raindrops pattered down more heavily. In front of her, Xia Ling could see peach blossoms being blown apart to their petals, and more twigs from the trees snapped from the branches and fell downward.

Li Lei looked up at the sky before saying, "Xiao Ling, get ready. I'm going to cut the rope."

He took out a knife from his side pouch and placed the sharp edge on the rope linking her to the paraglide.

She started to get nervous. "Li Lei…"