Cloud Thinking

The shaking became more and more intense, to the point where the two of them could hardly stand, and there was still no movement above their heads. There was nothing useful in the main hall except a pile of broken boxes filled with bones and feathers. It was estimated that they would not be able to get a rope to save them before the secret room collapsed.

Helia gave a small flame to Drummond and said hurriedly, "See if there is another exit here! Quick!"

But the secret room lived up to its name. Apart from the big coffin, it was surrounded by uneven stone walls. Not to mention climbing up by grabbing the wall, just putting your hands on it would feel prickly. If you climbed up like this, your hands and feet would probably be rubbed and bleeding.

But now there is no other way, unless they want to stay here and wait for death. If the entire ruins begin to collapse, then this secret room deep underground will probably be buried underground and suffocated to death.

The coffin was not close to the ceiling of the secret room. The hole from the vertical passage was estimated to be three meters above the ground. It was difficult to reach without the help of magic.

"Step on my shoulders and jump up as hard as you can. See if you can reach that opening. Find a way to climb up. Once you pass that barrier, you can use magic!" Drummond grabbed Helia's wrist, flipped into the coffin, squatted down, hunched over, patted his shoulder, and motioned Helia to ride on top.

"I don't think it's feasible..." Helia said so, but she had to give it a try.

She sat astride Drummond's shoulders, holding tightly to his hand that he extended to give her support. Drummond took a step forward first, and then slowly stood up after he had stood firmly. His legs were shaking wildly, but he still managed to support Helia and let her stand up.

Drummond hunched over, then slowly straightened up, pulling out one hand to support the wall of the coffin. When he stood up completely, he withdrew his hand from supporting Helia and said in a trembling voice, "You, you be careful, stand up."

Drummond was almost half a body taller than the coffin wall. Helia stretched out one foot and stepped on the coffin wall which was so narrow that there was not enough space for half a foot. She stepped on Drummond's shoulder with the other foot taking advantage of the gap when the center of gravity shifted.

She clearly felt Drummond shaking several times. It seemed that she was really not light.

The leg that was stepping on Drummond's shoulder was bent. Helia held Drummond's head tightly with both hands and carefully put the other foot back on his shoulder. During this time, because she was not standing steadily, she used her hands to maintain her balance. Drummond wondered if Helia would break his neck and kill him...

After finally putting both feet on her shoulders, she had to slowly stand up. However, this was also the most difficult step. She had nothing to hold on to, and if she couldn't keep her balance, she would fall down, and would also drag down Drummond who was acting as her stepping stone.

After she shakily stood up, she felt confident that she could turn around and change her career to become a balance beam athlete.

She was about 1.65 meters tall, and Drummond was almost a head taller than her, about 1.7 meters. The two of them together must have been 3 meters tall, but because of the dim environment, they misjudged the height of the ceiling. Even with Helia's hands stretched out, she still couldn't reach the edge of the exit.

"I, I'm going to jump, get ready!" Helia reminded.

Drummond adjusted his posture, spread his legs to form a relatively stable triangle, and supported himself on the coffin wall with his arms. After making sure he could stand, he replied, "Okay, jump quickly. Remember to jump hard and high!"

Of course Helia knew that if they failed this time, they probably wouldn't have the extra energy to try again.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes to calm her slightly rapid breathing, then opened her eyes with the determination of "if I fail, I will be smashed into a meat pie", slightly bent her knees, and suddenly jumped up -

Drummond was nearly kicked away by Helia's jump. His body twisted to one side, and his shoulder hurt so much that he could hardly move. But he still managed to raise his head and looked at Helia, who was holding onto the groove of the stone wall and hanging at the exit of the passage, swaying slightly.

"You go up first and come back to pick me up later!" Drummond shouted.

Helia's fingers were in so much pain that she almost lost consciousness, but she knew she couldn't let go. With her strong willpower, she moved up little by little, and when she touched a place where she could let go, she held on tightly, pulling her body into the narrow passage little by little.

The space was still shaking, but the amplitude was much smaller than at the beginning. However, it did not disappear, and no one knew whether the earthquake would continue to intensify or disappear. No matter which one it was, they had to leave the secret room quickly.

Because of the vibration, small stones would fall and hit her from time to time. One of them brushed against the corner of her eye and almost blinded her. Helia had to speed up to avoid being hit by a big rock that could kill her.

After finally reaching where she thought the barrier might be, Helia reached out a hand to try and feel around, but felt nothing but empty air. Thinking she hadn't reached there yet, she withdrew her hand and continued to climb.

"Bang——" There was a sound of the head hitting a hard object, followed by a crackling sound and the sound of whistling wind. Helia fell down in fear and despair like a bird with broken wings.

"I got you!"

Although she felt like her heart and lungs were about to fall out of her mouth due to the sudden interception, this was undoubtedly much better than falling to the ground and hitting her head. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something else, but after hearing Drummond's voice, Helia felt her chest filled with a ball of warm air. Although it was stuffy, it made her feel happy.

Drummond felt that his hands had lost all feeling and were shaking unconsciously, but he still held Helia tightly, slowly knelt down, and laid the person flat in the coffin where they were standing.

"Oh my God, this hand..." Drummond's own hands were trembling with pain and he could hardly lift them, but he still managed to gently hold up Helia's arm, which was bleeding from being rubbed against the stone wall. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were full of heartache.

He couldn't use magic, and all he could do was to use a relatively clean handkerchief to clean away the debris and small stones on her wound bit by bit, blowing gently on the wound while cleaning.

Helia tilted her head and stared at Drummond who was treating her carefully and seriously. The vibrations beneath her body seemed to be getting more and more intense. Lying in the coffin, she could clearly feel the vibrations coming from underground, one after another, like explosions in different places.

She was numb from the pain, but the air blown by Drummond made her wound itchy. She could endure the pain, but the itchiness made her want to pull her hand back.

The overly quiet environment allowed Helia to clearly hear the heartbeats of both people. She couldn't quite tell whether the overly rapid heartbeat was hers or Drummond's.

In order to break the awkward atmosphere, Helia pulled the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "Dramon, do you know that you look like a young wife now?"

Drummond hummed twice. Although he wanted to suppress the upward smile on his lips, he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart. He was shy and acted more like a little wife.

He quickly glanced at Helia, and made eye contact with her who had been staring at him. He quickly looked away and muttered, "Yes, I love to serve you. Others don't have this blessing."

"You said you would be a good young master, but why do you come to me to make trouble for me?" Helia found that she didn't know much about Drummond. Apart from the information he told her when they first met, she didn't deliberately ask for more information. After all, it was enough for her to know that he was her own person and could be used by her.

But now, Helia inexplicably became interested in understanding him.

"Given how much my father values ​​your father, even if you don't plan to return to the Turafa family, you will definitely live a good life." She thought for a while and continued, "You should be able to be on par with the young master of the Marquis's family."

Hearing this, Drummond couldn't help laughing and turned his head to look over. The dimples on his face were sunken to the right degree, and the beautiful freckles on his cheeks were like God's finishing touch. The small flame used for lighting was reflected in his brown pupils, and Helia was shrouded in soft light.

He was born with a pair of eyes that are very loving.

Being looked at like this, Helia felt her heart skip a beat.

Drummond looked into her eyes steadily, gently holding Helia's scarred hand, and slowly said, "I should have never told you that my parents are very loving, especially my father. He would pester my mother for a long time before leaving every day, and sometimes he was even more childish than me."

"I didn't really understand why my father loved my mother so much before. My mother was obviously annoyed by my father's clinginess sometimes, but she always tolerated him doing so."

"Perhaps you don't remember, but the first time I saw you was in the Red Rose Garden. That day you were wearing a red bubble skirt, your hair was simply tied up on the side with a rose in it, and you seemed to be playing with someone, jumping around without even looking at the road, and bumped into me at the corner."

He must have often recalled this memory, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken so fluently without even pausing to recall it.

But Helia knew nothing.

She did have the original owner's memories, but in the original owner's eyes, these were just useless memories that had been forgotten long ago.

"I don't remember," Helia interrupted bluntly. She was Helia, but she wasn't Helia either, she wasn't the original Helia, just who she was now.

So, she hoped that Drummond would be her friend, not Helia's friend.

"Of course I know you don't remember, otherwise when I first transferred to our class, you wouldn't have stared at me for two classes as if you had seen something new." As Drummond spoke, he began to laugh, the kind of laugh that curled up the corners of his mouth but didn't make any sound.

Helia: ...

How embarrassing! She was caught peeking! Can she be blamed for this? Male beauty is misleading!

"Although I didn't come here for you in the beginning, my mother was worried about my father, so she asked me to come with her to keep an eye on him. Maybe my mother also saw that I had been staying at home for too long, and wanted me to go out and see the world, so I came." Drummond continued.

"Maybe I didn't come here for you, but I definitely stayed here for you. You don't have to doubt it."

The sudden straight ball made Helia stunned for a moment. Isn't it... isn't it... so sudden? Is this a confession? Is it? It doesn't feel like it! Am I being too sentimental? No, why would you say this in this damn place and at this damn time!

Besides, how old are they now? They are just half-grown children. If they don't study hard, what's the point of thinking about love? It's just a waste of youth! It's a waste of time!

Helia hypnotized herself and convinced herself to pull her hand back. She supported herself with her elbows and tried to sit up. She turned her head away deliberately so as not to look at the other person. As long as she didn't look, the ambiguous filter would not exist.

"Let me help you." Seeing that she was avoiding the question, Drummond tactfully did not continue to ask. Instead, he reached out and gently held her upper arm to help her up.

As soon as the two stood up, they were knocked to one side by the sudden shake. Originally, Helia fell backwards, and Drummond was pressed forward by her, but he suddenly grabbed Helia's arm and brought her to his side. He turned his feet, and then Helia fell down with her head on Drummond's chest.

Because they were very close, Helia could hear Drummond's heartbeat being very fast, "boom, boom, boom". She felt like her own heart seemed to be infected as well, beating faster and faster.

She raised her eyes and looked up, just meeting Drummond's eyes. She didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he was using his dimples and freckles to seduce her again.