After getting into the car, Jing Yi dialed a number.
Once the call connected, he spoke steadily, enduring the pain, "Brother, Ranran is at Nansha Sea, you need to come quickly..."
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Ten minutes later.
A helicopter landed by the seaside.
Jing Chen jumped out of the cabin and finally saw Mo Qiansu at the place Jing Yi had described.
...
"Ranran?!"
"Ranran, are you okay?!"
Jing Chen embraced Mo Qiansu, who was still lying on the beach.
At this moment, she had regained consciousness, her eyes staring unfocused at the starry sky, unblinking, as if her soul had left her.
"Ranran, how could you think of such a thing?" Jing Chen was both worried and heartbroken. He touched her forehead with the back of his hand, cold without a hint of warmth, "Ranran, no matter what happens, you must never contemplate suicide..."
"Ranran, pull yourself together, you still have Xiaoyu. If you die, what will happen to Xiaoyu? Are you going to leave him all alone?"
