Fang Che put Su San in his arms, and after the two of them rolled on the spot for a few times, Fang Che's muffled groan came out, and the fall finally stopped.
Su San moved his body and found that he was fine.
Fang Che frowned, as if he was in pain.
Su San's heart lifted and she climbed out of his arms gently. She looked behind him and realized that it was the big tree beside the mountain road that blocked their fall.
The back of Fang Che's head hit a big tree and he was bleeding. The places where the rain washed over turned red.
"Fang Che, are you okay?" Su San's hands trembled slightly, blocking the rain from raining on his wound.
What to do now? If the bleeding stops, Fang Che will bleed to death.
Why does this man protect her? She is just something to pass the time when he is bored. He said it himself.
He is now lying on the ground lifeless and motionless, which is not like his active style at all.
Fang Che opened his eyes with difficulty. He raised his hand and touched the tearful Su San. The blood on his hand mixed with her tears.
"Why is my mistress crying?"
"I'm not crying. I'm telling you Fang Che, you can't die. Who am I going to bully after you die?" Su San choked, crying and laughing.
She was so happy to see that Fang Che could still speak. For a moment, she really thought he was dead.
"Hurry up and call someone to save me. If I accidentally die, I will come to haunt you and make your life miserable." Fang Che's voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.
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Su San felt anxious: "Fang Che, you can't sleep. No one will talk to me when you fall asleep. I'm afraid."
She took out the mobile phone in her arms, but luckily it wasn't broken. While shielding herself from the rain, she called the emergency call. The only thing she could do now was to wait.
When Su San saw Fang Che motionless, she was very scared and did not dare to touch him. She patted his cold handsome face: "Fang Che, you can't sleep, talk to me, okay?"
"I really want to sleep." Fang Che's weak voice reached Su San's ears.
Su San's tears fell uncontrollably. She couldn't let him know that she was so fragile.
"Fang Che, I don't allow you to sleep, do you hear me?"
"You are very noisy. I want to sleep so much, but if you give me a kiss, I might be too excited to fall asleep." Fang Che spoke very slowly and spoke clearly.
Hearing Fang Che's words, Su San immediately knelt down and kissed him gently on his cold lips, "Hey, you can't sleep if I kiss you."
Fang Che didn't speak anymore. He closed his eyes and showed a smile on his face.
A long time later, when Su San thought he was asleep, he heard him say again: "Xiao San, I will be very happy even if I die now. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Kiss the mistress to death, even a ghost can be charming." Fang Che said, opening his eyes and looking straight at her.
Su San saw the affection in Fang Che's eyes, it was true, she knew it.
"Xiaosan, I love you. I'm afraid if I don't say it out loud, if I accidentally die, I won't report it to King Yama."
Su San's tears fell uncontrollably, and together with the rain, fell on Fang Che's face.
She should have known it earlier. If someone like Fang Che didn't like her, he wouldn't be able to keep pestering her. She should have known it earlier.
