Only then did she remember her phone had dropped. She pleaded with the bystanders next to her, "Please, please, help me call 120, I'm begging you."
She walked over, and the people there took a few steps back, afraid to be entangled with her.
No one was willing to help her.
"Yanyan..." the man lying on the ground called her name.
The voice was very faint, but she heard it.
She was shocked as she looked at the man and quickly ran to his side, "Who are you? How do you know my name."
"Yanyan..." the man called out to her again.
Only then did Jian Yanyan, with trembling hands, pull down his collar and reveal his face.
Though bloodied, Jian Yanyan still instantly recognized who he was.
"Ning Yang." Jian Yanyan called out to him, "How, how can it be you?"
She asked with trembling lips.
"Yanyan, I've finally done something for you, I'm so happy." Ning Yang spoke to her haltingly, his face carrying a faint smile, just like when they first met.
