In her dream, Qiao Xi saw the man shouting outside. A group of nurses rushed in and pressed her down while taking her blood with a syringe.
Those people were like lunatics, wishing they could suck her blood dry. They did not care that she was getting weaker and weaker.
The man muttered, "Xi Xi, I'm sorry. I had no choice! I love you very much too, but only one of you can live. I have to make a choice. I'm really sorry. I've let you down…"
Qiao Xi's heart seemed to have been dealt a heavy blow, and the pain was indescribable.
At this moment, her soul was floating in the air as she looked at the body that was being pressed onto the bed. In her dream, she looked to be 14 or 15 years old. She probably had not even started to date yet. The love this man was talking about was probably kinship.
However, she could not see that man's face clearly. His voice was different from her brothers'. She did not remember knowing such a person at all.
