"Sister—" Jin Jie cried as she rushed towards Jin Min, embracing her body; after all, this was her sister.
Jin Jie cried sorrowfully; after all, it was her sister. The young girl was still small, and facing death was naturally a very hard fact to accept.
Jin Jie held Jin Min and cried.
Weilan stood firmly by Lu Hechen's side.
Lu Hechen stood up and looked at Weilan.
The two locked eyes; without words, just a glance was enough to understand what was in each other's hearts.
Weilan looked down at Jin Min. Her death made Weilan sigh with emotion, and she was deeply grateful to her— that shot was fired at Qin Mofeng, not Lu Hechen.
Otherwise, what would the outcome have been? She really didn't dare to imagine.
Lu Hechen gently draped his arm over Weilan's shoulder without speaking.
Zhuang Yuezhou came over, checked on Jin Min, and said to Lu Hechen and Weilan, "She's not breathing anymore."
