Love Behind Dangerous AvalancheChapter 1

Part 1

On our eighth anniversary, Frederick signed me up to climb a snowy mountain.

On the way up, I encountered an avalanche. I was crushed and on the verge of death. But Frederick, with his childhood friend, boarded the helicopter, leaving me alone to struggle in the snow.

When I woke up again, I saw his Childhood Friend had posted on her Instagram:

“Thank you, my great hero! You will always step on the seven-colored clouds to save me!”

It was accompanied by a picture of Frederick peeling an apple for her.

Our mutual friends were watching, waiting to see how I would respond.

Without hesitation, I commented, “Take it away! Good luck with the lockup. Don’t come out and cause trouble on others again!”

I woke up a week after the avalanche, during which time even the nurses complained about why none of my relatives had visited me.

I just smiled and said, "It's such a bother. I'll be sure to send you a banner when I get out of the hospital!"

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Luckily, I hadn’t lost my memory. I still remembered Frederick’s back as he hugged Lucia and left with determination, just before I nearly died. Thinking of him, my eyes darkened.