His voice was frighteningly hoarse, like sandpaper grinding, revealing deep exhaustion.
Xia duo's heart trembled fiercely, but she restrained herself and didn't dare to get up and face his expression.
A chance to escape?
This had never been a chance to escape! If si linghan knew her, he would know that the result of his actions was to imprison her soul, making it impossible for her to walk out of this dead circle.
she shot him. she was the one who almost killed him.
How could she possibly leave on her own?
this was probably the biggest trap he had set for her heart.
a trap to trap her in the name of hurting herself.
After an unknown amount of time, si linghan's breathing finally calmed down. Xia duo then raised her head and looked at his well-defined face in the dark. She bit her lower lip.
she stood up a little numbly and measured his body temperature. she took a glass of water and a towel to wipe his face and neck.
