Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was real love, not just affection.
His voice was so low that it could barely be heard.
However, Qin Zhi’ai heard everything he said as she rested her head on his neck. She frowned and slightly looked up at Gu Yusheng. She then asked in confusion, “Gu Yusheng, what did you say?”
Gu Yusheng was still conscious and was able to hear her voice. His dry and pale lips moved for a while before he finally made a very faint sound.
He seemed to use all of his remaining strength to speak. Although Qin Zhi’ai was so close, even resting her head against his lips, she was unable to hear what he attempted to say. She could tell it was hard for him to even take a breath.
Qin Zhi’ai suddenly realized something. She immediately jumped away from Gu Yusheng and rushed to the main road as she yelled at the policeman who was about to drive away.
She yelled several times before the policeman walked away. Finally, he noticed something and turned around to take a look.
There was quite a distance between them, so the middle-aged policeman could not hear what Qin Zhi’ai said. He could only see her waving her hands in the grass.
The other policemen urged him to hurry and catch up with them. He struggled for a moment and began walking towards Qin Zhi’ai.
When he was about thirty feet away from Qin Zhi’ai, she yelled in a hoarse voice, “I found him! I found him!”
The middle-aged policeman seemed shocked and could not believe what he just heard. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately ran towards Qin Zhi’ai. He saw Gu Yusheng laying in the grass drawing his last breath. He was amazed by what he just saw and quickly took out his cell phone to dial a number.
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Very soon, the policemen, who had previously left, returned.
The quiet riverside started to become busy.
Gu Yusheng could not feel anything as he laid on the grass, but his lips began to move and it looked like he was trying to say something.
Qin Zhi’ai squatted down and asked softly, “What did you say?”
Gu Yusheng did not seem to hear her as he kept moving his lips.
Qin Zhi’ai frowned as her ears were nearly on Gu Yusheng’s lips, yet she barely heard a few faint words.
A policeman who stood next to her knew how to read lips. He stared at Gu Yusheng’s lips for a while and passed the message on to Qin Zhi’ai. “He said he did not just like you, but he was in love with you. Not just like, not just like, but in love…”
The policeman repeated Gu Yusheng’s message to her several times. He then looked at Qin Zhi’ai and asked, “What does it mean?”
Qin Zhi’ai shook her head in confusion and turned to look at Gu Yusheng.
Why did he repeatedly say it? What did it mean?
After a short time, the ambulance arrived.
Qin Zhi’ai had been with Gu Yusheng the whole time. Everyone around helped to carry Gu Yusheng onto the ambulance when his hand accidentally touched hers. He had been extremely weak, but suddenly, he seemed to have just enough strength to grab Qin Zhi’ai’s wrist.
He grasped her wrist with a firm grip because to him, it seemed that she would disappear again if he did hold onto her tightly enough.
His hand gripping Qin Zhi’ai’s wrist made it more difficult for him to be carried to the ambulance.
Someone asked Qin Zhi’ai to pull her hand away from his. Gu Yusheng had his eyes closed and it looked like he was in coma, although he had been repeatedly speaking something. His hand tightened around her wrist even more.
