"I...I...Jiajia...I..."
Gu Jiajia knelt down, able to clearly hear what he was saying now.
Gu Jiajia felt heartache seeing him like this; just seconds ago, he was handsome and indescribably charming.
Now, he's in unbearable pain, his clothes and handsome face now dirtied.
Gu Jiajia saw him struggling to lift a hand, and instinctively reached out to hold it.
Her voice was choked with sobs, "You're bleeding, the injury must be severe, don't speak anymore..."
She turned her head, looking at Tang Huai who was slowly walking over with Jing Xuan, and urgently said, "Tang Huai, save him, hurry and save him!"
Tang Huai wasn't as desperate as Gu Jiajia; instead, he stood there with a strange expression, looking at Gerry.
Gerry's hand was held tightly by Gu Jiajia, and the corners of his mouth subtly lifted into a satisfied and happy smile.
This smile felt strange to Tang Huai, like it was long-awaited, like it bore the marks of time, like it was...
Impossible?!
