Lu Zheng didn't get a response. Only the sound of the sea breeze and the waves hitting the shore could be heard.
Suddenly, Lu Zheng felt something in his hand. It was round like a pill and he was holding Xinxin's hand. Where did this thing come from?
He wanted to pick it up to see what it was, but there was nothing, only water droplets in his hand.
He didn't see it. It was that drop of water that fell from his hand and landed on Gu Xin's injured heart.
Gu Xin's body was a little cold. Lu Zheng placed his own by his mouth, blew dry and heated it up. He then grabbed Gu Xin's hand and rubbed it for her. He didn't want to fall into the scene of Gu Xin's death in his previous life. At that time, Gu Xin's entire body was cold, so he had to rub it for her.
His hands were wet. After rubbing the sand, he rubbed it again and blew some hot air to dry it. Now, there was no water on his hands.
