"A Yu!" Yue Ran shouted in panic. "Quick, get away! Get away!"
The young girl who lost control on the ski slope cried out anxiously.
But Qi Yu, who was in front of her, did not retreat at all but opened his hands and took the initiative to greet the young girl who crashed into his arms.
"Ah!" Yue Ran exclaimed.
The young girl who slid down the slope just slammed into his arms like that. The strong impact made the two fall into the snow together, and they turned over a few times.
When Yue Ran regained her senses, she struggled to try and stand up. She could not help but touch the young man's face and body through the thick clothes and skiing gear to check if he was hurt, and then she scolded him with blame that was laced with worry in her tone of voice.
"Why do you not get away, as I told you so? Do you know how dangerous it was? You could have gotten very hurt!"
