Xu Si finally got a chance to breathe.
But for some reason, his voice suddenly became hoarse, and he could only speak in a breathy whisper, "I don't want..."
However, the next second, before he could finish his sentence, the man's misty eyes began to lose focus.
His arm bent, and his massive, strong body could no longer support itself, collapsing like a mountain.
He fell heavily onto the other side of the bed.
Xu Si was the first to realize something was wrong.
Suddenly, Pei Zhen's silver-white hair spread over her lovely face like a cloud obscuring the sky.
Her heart pounded, her lips quivered, and her entire body went rigid, terrified that her frantic actions had fatally injured his heart. She immediately got up, touched his hand, and her voice trembled as she called out, "Pei Zhen? Pei Zhen?"
Hearing her panic-stricken voice, the man still managed to weakly lift one hand and gently pat her face.
