Bo Yi's voice was light and faint, carried away by the wind to an unknown destination.
Gu Yi'an heard it clearly and distinctly.
"No, no..." She kept shaking her head, reaching out to grasp Bo Yi's hand.
But Bo Yi's right arm dangled below; she couldn't reach it.
She could only try to grab his left hand.
However, just as her hand was about to reach Bo Yi's left hand, she suddenly thought of something; the movement of her hand froze instantly.
Yes, she couldn't just grab his left hand like that.
His left hand, the wrist joint between the hand and arm, had already been entirely severed. The only reason the hand had not fallen off was that some small blood vessels, nerves, and fascia were still holding it together.
But these things were very, very fragile; just a slight pull would cause them to break.
She couldn't grab his left hand because she would rip it off!
At this moment, Gu Yi'an's brain was already in chaos, everything was a mess, and she couldn't even think!
