Li Chuntao knows Yang Dong is making an effort.
But she also knows that if she lets go of the vine with one hand, before she can grab Yang Dong's foot, her other hand will absolutely fail to hold on to the vine.
Then she would really fall, and the two of them would be separated by life and death.
So she cannot let go; she must use this final bit of strength to look at Yang Dong one more time, even just once more.
Thinking that the two of them are about to be separated by life and death, her tears gush like a spring.
The tears once again blur her vision.
She does not reach out to grab Yang Dong's foot, but instead looks up at Yang Dong.
She knows that she is very disheveled at this moment, her hair is tangled, and her face is tear-streaked beyond recognition.
It might be worse than when she was chubbier.
Regrettably, at this final moment, the version of herself shown to Yang Dong is this disheveled.
