"So this is how thoroughly you can use someone..." I said with a smile, wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Ning! I..." Mu Qingyan looked at me. I met his eyes, but sadly, I still couldn't read what he was thinking. I didn't want to keep guessing, either. I was so tired! My body began to fall toward the ground, completely beyond my control. Just before I hit it, I fell into a cold embrace. I forced myself to stay conscious, and the face that came into view was as cold as the rest of him.
"You're here. Will you take me away?" I asked weakly, not knowing whether I was out of strength or feeling guilty.
"All right!" He moved his lips, but still only gave me that one-word answer. As if he had been waiting for it, I lost the last thread of consciousness when I heard him reply.
