She lay on top of Gu Yixuan, his arms and legs embracing her like a fortress, almost entirely shielding her petite frame within his hold.
Mo Ran slightly lifted her head, and in the dim light, she saw Gu Yixuan’s face covered in fresh blood.
Blood was all over his body, his hands, everywhere.
"Ah—" Mo Ran let out an alarmed cry, and hurriedly shook his body in panic, "Gu Yixuan, wake up, Gu Yixuan, please wake up soon, wake up!"
After calling out for a while, the man finally opened his eyes.
Meeting Mo Ran’s tearful gaze, he said with a faint smile, "Don’t cry, rest assured, we will be rescued soon, you won’t be in any trouble."
His car was equipped with an alarm system that would automatically send a signal to a safety center in the event of an accident, allowing the police to arrive shortly.
"How badly are you hurt?" Gu Yixuan’s condition terrified Mo Ran, and finding strength from somewhere, she managed to prop herself up and cradle his head in her arms.
"It’s nothing, probably just a few broken bones," Gu Yixuan casually said.
But only he knew how seriously he was wounded.
His brain had suffered a severe impact, and every word spoken would pull on his nerves, causing spasms of pain throughout his body.
Despite his ease, Mo Ran was still very afraid looking at his blood-covered form.
Unable to hold back her tears, they fell, drop by drop, on his face, "You mustn’t be hurt, okay? The doctors will be here soon, you must hold on."
Gu Yixuan raised his hand to hold hers, a faint smile on his lips, he whispered, "Promise me, you must survive, okay? Don’t do anything foolish again."
Even at this time, he was still concerned about her.
Mo Ran nodded weakly, "Yes, don’t worry, I won’t do anything foolish again. We both need to live on."
"Mmm..." The man emitted a very faint sound, it was unclear if it was in response to her words or if he was groaning.
Gu Yixuan’s breathing was rapid, and he knew he surely couldn’t hold on much longer. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel⦿fire.net
Looking at Mo Ran’s tear-streaked little face, he wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears, but he didn’t have the strength to lift his arm.
He gently held her hand, feeling immensely content. To die in her arms felt like a form of happiness.
"Yes." Mo Ran tried hard to look around, hoping someone would notice their accident and come to their rescue quickly.