"You scared me to death! I just saw a corpse in the ER and thought it was you..." Holding Abel's neck, Betty was so excited she was almost incoherent, and there was a sob in her voice, "Then they said you were in the morgue, I thought you turned into a corpse..."
Abel was stunned for a moment, then his arms stretched out and wrapped around her waist.
"Don't cry, aren't I fine? I'm not that easy to kill, knowing the Little Princess worries about me, even bullets have to dodge when they see me..."
Listening to his voice, Betty couldn't help but burst into laughter, and her arms tightened around him again.
Anyway, it's good that he's okay.
But...
Something's not right!
After experiencing such a roller coaster of emotions, Betty's rationality gradually returned.
Raising her face from his neck, she squinted her big eyes at the man in front of her.
"Are you really okay?"
Abel shook his head.
"Not injured?"
Abel still shook his head.
"Not injured at all?"
"No, rest assured!"
