Wen Meimei struggled fiercely, frantically grabbing at his clothes, "Chengxun, Chengxun... where are you? I can't see you..."
"Meimei?" Qiao Chengxun forcibly stopped, lowering his eyes to look into the tearful eyes of the girl.
Suddenly realizing, her tears were actually the color of black blood.
Damn it!
Qiao Chengxun took off running, "Meimei, don't be afraid, I will definitely save you."
"Chengxun... it hurts..."
Wen Meimei gradually quieted down in his arms, her body delicate like a porcelain doll, her pale round face stained with two streaks of black blood tears.
Qiao Chengxun was terrified, his heart felt as if it was being forcibly torn from his body, yet he couldn't find where the pain was.
It's okay... Meimei, I will definitely stay by your side, it's okay.
"Meimei, it's okay... don't sleep..."
"Meimei... don't sleep..."
Qiao Chengxun wished he could fly, disregarding the reeds leaving several cuts on him, he quickly returned to the car.
