Qin Yi ignored her and only focused his gaze on the nothingness outside.
The shadows of the trees were mottled.
The sound of the wind was gentle.
The blue sky and white clouds. The fragrance of the Green Grass..
It was supposed to be a peaceful and carefree atmosphere with the chirping of birds in the sky and Earth. Unfortunately, Qin Yi felt a sense of oppression when he looked at it.
This was her intuition.
Her keen sense of danger made her clear that this was probably the last calm before the storm!
"Don't think so much."
Shang Jingheng walked in at some point in time.
In fact, he had watched her standing outside the window staring out for a long time.
Until this moment.
He stepped forward and reached out to Caress Qin Yiyi's ponytail. His voice was gentle,
"Don't worry, the Sky Won't fall."
Besides, even if the sky really fell, wouldn't tall people like them be the first to hold it off?
