He's not dead, I'll take you to him, okay Yingluo?
He didn't die,
An Xiaoyang didn't hear anything but these two words.
He didn't die,
He didn't die?
An Xiaoyang slowly raised her head, her eyes blurred by tears. She looked at the person beside her and asked in a trembling voice, " what did you say, Yingluo? "
Was he really not lying to her?
She had witnessed the explosion with her own eyes. She couldn't accept the fact that she would be destroyed again after giving her hope.
Jiang Yi draped-coat over her and helped her up slowly. His expression was unreadable. actually-the situation isn't as bad as you think. They found sang nuo, and he's already out of the emergency room, but ...
but what?!
An Xiaoyang grabbed Jiang Yi's arm tightly, her eyes red as she asked anxiously.
As long as she didn't die, as long as she could survive, anything was fine. She could accept anything.
