Dub-dub-dub.
Cheng Xiu felt her heart trying to leave her chest.
The murmurs and mutterings, the sound of rushing footsteps, all seemed to fade away as her eyes lingered on the lean face of her rescuer.
She barely registered the coolness of the ice wall next to her.
She knew the face in front of her. No. she was familiar with the face in front of her. She had seen it in the mirrors before. She had seen it in another face before.
Mom, a desperate voice called out from a dark corner of her heart. The corners of her eyes turned red at that thought.
Xiu Ru frowned when he saw that the girl in his arms was about to cry.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" he asked with concern. Though he was sure that he had gotten to the girl before she was really hurt, she could not rule out the possibility that the girl was not bullied before he saw the situation.