The thought slowly took shape in his heart. Gu Lanshan was dead?
Gu Lanshan was dead?
Gu Lanshan was dead?
Sheng Shi's eyes moved slightly. Gu Lanshan was dead? How was that possible? What a joke, without his permission, how could she just die?
Thinking this, Sheng Shi suddenly bent down and embraced Gu Lanshan's body, her body soft like a clump of cotton, utterly strengthless, leaning slantedly in his embrace, her lips quietly pursed, corners of her eyes hung with droplets, be they water or tears.
"Chu Chu? Chu Chu?" Sheng Shi struggled greatly to forcefully squeeze out her name twice, his tone sounding so panicked and helpless, yet the girl showed no response.
Sheng Shi's hands began to tremble, his lips quivering harshly. He opened his mouth, wanting to shout her name but couldn't make a sound, finally just letting go of her body and reached toward her chest.
He wanted to feel if she still had a heartbeat.
