"Yanyan!"
A desperate shout abruptly halted Shen Yan as she burst forth.
Standing in front of the churning crowd, Shen Yan's gaze was vacant and sorrowful; she saw the man kneeling in front of the bloodstains, staring at her with a spreading, indescribable emotion in his eyes.
The seizing movements of Shen Yan stopped, and she instinctively dashed out, wanting to grasp that fleeting figure.
But at the sight of Qi Si's sorry state, she suddenly snapped back to reality.
Right.
She had to save Qi Si first.
She ran back to him, "Mr. Qi."
Her face now void of confusion and sorrow, her body returned to normal as if the previous moment had been someone else's illusion.
"The ambulance is here," Liu Su hurriedly helped Qi Si up.
Under Qi Si's gaze, Shen Yan also helped to support him on the other side, accompanying him to the hospital.
Qi Si's eyes never left Shen Yan's figure, but she didn't raise her head to meet his gaze because she dared not.
