Yang Heng lowered his head and glanced at her. He lifted the corners of his lips slightly and said in an extremely soft voice, "Do you believe that she will jump? Yao Jing is not afraid of heights."
Yao Jing wasn't afraid of heights. She sat on the roof of the teaching building with her hands holding the edge of the walls. She was leaning slightly back. From this position, he could tell that she was secretly protecting herself.
"…I don't know. But, she's really in danger now. Yang Heng, you… can't leave her to die," Wang Dandan whispered. Her eyes were red and swollen and they were filled with pleas. "Yao Jing… likes you too much."
It was Yang Heng's turn to purse his lips in silence. Whenever he met Yao Jing… no matter what he did, she would always have a way to force him to appear.
He walked out and shouted, "Yao Jing, here I am. What matters can't be discussed after you come down?"
