Now I was holding the stainless steel railing with my hands. My feet were on the eave below.
I was alone in the air and looked like a kite with a broken line. When the wind blew over, my body teetered.
The man raised his eyebrows and walked slowly to the balcony. It was hard to tell how he felt by his look.
I felt my throat dry and I involuntarily swallowed down saliva.
He lowered his eyes, which exhibited an utter disdain. He looked at me as if he were looking at a piece of trash. It seemed that he could have kicked me aside with a flick of his finger.
I was dumbfounded.
I said, "Well, it's destiny that we meet here. Could you pull me up first? I can explain."
He suddenly raised his hand and pulled my fingers one by one away from the railing.
I got alarmed. Was this guy trying to
