553: Miya Ford Extra Story 14 (Sixth Update)

She collected many seashells by the beach and made a keychain out of them.

Two kilometers up in the sky, she heard Corey's voice.

"Give it to me."

The cabin door was open, the wind was strong, and his voice dispersed, making it unclear to her.

"What?" she turned around.

Suddenly, Corey kissed her eyelid and then, taking advantage of her daze, hugged her and jumped out of the cabin without hesitation.

Skydiving was the second boldest thing Miya Ford had ever done; the boldest was that night she had invited Corey to play over the phone.

The wild wind howled beside her ear as if it wanted to peel away her skin and extract the rebellious spirit she had suppressed for so long. She closed her eyes, not daring to open them.

Corey, pressing against the skin of her neck, said, "Give it to me," and took the seashell keychain hanging on her backpack. "Tuition."

It was the tuition fee for teaching her to skydive.