Ji Anning did not understand what Ji Chicheng meant and was about to question him when she saw his lips weakly move again, and he smiled saying, "If... if I hadn't saved you that day, I would have stayed with you too."
At his words, Ji Anning stared with tear-filled eyes, in disbelief, incredulous.
She doubted whether she had heard him correctly.
Ji Chicheng smiled, "You were so afraid of dying, begging me to save you because you were afraid... afraid you wouldn't see me again, right?"
He wanted to say a lot, but he was too weak, speaking intermittently.
"It was you, it was you, why didn't you tell me, why didn't you tell me?" Ji Anning cried, lying on Ji Chicheng's body, expressing all her emotions, all her feelings, only through her tears.
Turns out, the person who had risked his life to save her from the fiery blaze was the very person she had endlessly yearned for. How could she have been so foolish, so foolish.
