With each glance, it seemed like no amount was ever enough.
"Buzz buzz..."
The phone on the bedside suddenly emitted a vibrating sound.
Huo Jingting picked up the phone and glanced at it; it was a message from Jiang Qian, with only four words: She's stable now.
As for the rest, no need to say more. He understood well enough in his heart.
The bullet had hit her chest, and the injury was severe. Keeping her alive was already the best outcome.
Gu Nanqiao had a dream.
She dreamt of Cheng Susu, dreamt of Quan Luo, and also dreamt of Qin Jiaran and Quan Ye.
In the end, she dreamt of Huo Jingting.
Gu Nanqiao clutched the bed sheet anxiously with both hands, a huge panic leaving her mind blank, unable to think of anything.
She feared that one day Huo Jingting would leave too. In the dream, she held his hand tightly, begging him not to go.
More and more afraid, more and more afraid, until finally, she couldn't help but open her eyes.
