She didn't dare to raise her head. She lingered in his arms, but Moh Yanchen pulled her away and said. "Look, he's not dead."
Shen Chengjing hesitated for a long time. She carefully raised her head from his arms, like a child who had done something wrong. She saw that the man was indeed lying on the ground. Blood kept oozing out from his arms, but he was moving.
"He really isn't dead," she said as she hugged Moh Yanchen happily. Only after seeing it with her own eyes did she feel relieved.
Slowly, she regained her calmness. Although she was still panicking, she was much more rational than before.
