Beitang Feng's legs buckled as he knelt to the ground, fearful of dropping her. His palms rubbed and pressed against the ground as he clenched his teeth, stood up, and moved forward... Knelt to the ground, stood up, and moved forward again...
The airplane resting at the base of the mountain was so far away they were probably not going to survive.
Finally, he fell once more with her in his arms, his abdomen excessively bleeding and his face pale as though he were a corpse. He held her tight and gently kissed her forehead.
Li Qiyu's consciousness grew increasingly blurry, her pupils filled with a spreading fire: "Why don't you leave..."
"The day we got engaged I swore... I'd never leave you alone..." Beitang Feng's voice was muffled and vague, "I'm your man, as long as you need me... I'll be there..."
A single tear of blood rolled down from the corner of Li Qiyu's eye...
"It's my fault for being late, making you suffer..."
