Qin Nan had lived for more than twenty years, but he had never been so afraid.
Nain was the person he cared about the most. When he saw that they might be separated by death, he felt that his heart was about to jump out.
Qin Nan was a track and field athlete. He rushed up in a few steps and grabbed the dazed Ren.
A large truck whizzed past him. If Qin Nan had been one step later, he would have been hit.
At such a speed, he was definitely going to die ...
"What are you thinking?" Qin Nan was frightened and anxious. He was so flustered that his eyes were red. After he shouted at na Ren, he cried ...
"Sunlight ... It was too glaring ... Qin Nan ... Why isn't it raining yet ..."
Qin Nan held na Ren tightly in his arms. what the hell is it raining? na Ren, you better be good. Don't be like this, don't be like this, I beg you ...
Qin Nan's heart was still beating wildly. If he had been a second later, he would have been holding a cold corpse in his arms.
