His palms were sweaty, his breathing rapid, but he couldn't focus enough to listen to those voices.
Wen Mian lay in a pool of blood, her body twisted, her blood continuously flowing from her wounds.
This scene blurred his vision, and he felt a tightness in his throat that almost rendered him speechless.
He stepped on the accelerator, and the car shot forward, the tires leaving deep marks on the road.
His heartbeat intensified, he dared not look back at Wen Mian, fearing to see her helpless eyes.
The car sped away from the scene, the roadside trees and buildings all becoming indistinct.
His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, not daring to relax for even a moment.
He knew his behaviour was wrong, but he couldn't control his fear and panic.
He just wanted to flee that place, to escape the scene that made his heart pound.
After the accident, Wen Mian felt a piercing pain engulf her body.
