She was telling a fairy tale, but how could Huo Jingting listen to it? He wasn't all that tired originally, but as she kept talking, he completely lost all his energy.
The story was halfway through when he interrupted her, "Xiaoqiao."
Gu Nanqiao stopped speaking, leaning her ear closer to him, "Hmm?"
Huo Jingting asked weakly, "If we really don't make it out of here alive, would you be scared?"
She had been forcing herself to ignore this issue and not think about it, but when he asked, she couldn't help the wave of bitterness rising from her heart.
"I'm not afraid for myself, but I can't help worrying about a lot of people."
She couldn't let go of her parents and siblings, even less her daughter. She still wanted to watch Little Douya grow up and hear her call her mom.
Huo Jingting smiled and hugged her shoulder tighter, "Me too."
Gu Nanqiao looked away from his deep gaze, her tone becoming more and more distant, "I want to leave here alive."
