"Qianqian, Qianqian… Senior Sister Qian…" Chu Yang called out to her anxiously, his voice full of panic. When he saw Wu Qianqian's ghastly pale face and checked her injuries, Chu Yang's heart felt as if it had sunk into the deep abyss.
Wu Qianqian's injuries were fatal.
According to Chu Yang's current knowledge, there was no way to save her life at all.
This caused Chu Yang to feel as if his heart had suddenly been ripped apart. For a moment there, he felt as if his own life had also become dull and colorless.
"You're safe… I'm glad." Wu Qianqian gazed at Chu Yang weakly, her voice soft and feeble but immensely relieved.
"I'm fine… You'll be okay too…" Chu Yang felt like a knife was being twisted about in his heart. He held Wu Qianqian in his arms, feeling as though his heart ripping apart and healing, before it ripped apart again…
Even now, she's relieved… that I'm safe?!
