"Xiaolang," Song Zhizhi's eyes immediately reddened.
Luo Xiaolang, giving her his blood to drink.
She had never imagined someone would go to such lengths for her.
Clearly, she and Luo Xiaolang were only temporary acquaintances.
It was nothing more than a contractual employer relationship.
"Don't fall asleep, I'll be right back," Luo Xiaolang instructed.
He pressed a hand over his wound and stood up to leave.
He didn't feel like he had done anything earth-shattering, nor did he think that his actions would have a significant impact on someone else's heart.
Luo Xiaolang left quickly.
Song Zhizhi lay on the sand, gazing directly at the bright sunlight above; the sun was almost directly overhead at this moment.
The sun's rays were very warm.
Much warmer than the icy cold seawater.
Before long, Luo Xiaolang returned.
He had wrapped some freshwater in large leaves and carefully helped Song Zhizhi up from the ground to give her a drink.
After Song Zhizhi drank,
