He was the only antidote to her suffering.
Gu Mohan was the only one who could bring her the greatest pleasure and help her forget all the pain burning through her body. Only he was capable of making her lie in his arms as though she had no other care in the world.
She knew that she had no hope. It was inevitable. Whatever poison she had contracted, it could not compare to something even more lethal. That poison was called Gu Mohan.
"Mr Gu, Mr Gu…" Tang Mo'er shut her eyes and cried, making helpless yet desperate calls for Gu Mohan.
Huo Beichen heard her call for 'Mr Gu' non stop and was stunned as large teardrops fell from her eyes. When he stretched over slowly to wipe them away with his fingertips, they were warm.
They were really warm.
Huo Beichen felt that his fingers were almost scalded. Was this… true love?
"Sit still, I'll take you to the doctor." Huo Beichen slammed his foot on the accelerator and the sportscar shot forward.
