Zhou Jingyi looked up and saw Chu Heng's face full of panic.
She was stunned for a moment and then said: "Isn't it quite embarrassing? I, the daughter of the general's palace, was actually injured by a little thief. If dad knew about it, he would definitely call me useless."
Chu Heng looked at the dagger still inserted into her body, and the blood had already dyed her dress red, and the horrific blood stains were a bit dazzling.
He said: "No, you are very brave, don't be afraid, I will take you to the doctor."
Chu Heng reached out and hugged Zhou Jingyi. He looked around. There were people watching around him, but he couldn't see where the medical center was?
He was a little panicked and shouted to the crowd: "Doctor, where is the doctor?"
Someone in the crowd pointed the way.
Chu Heng hugged Zhou Jingyi and walked quickly, when the person in his arms said in a weak voice: "Chu Heng, I am very satisfied to see you one last time.
I said I wouldn't like you anymore, but I was lying. It turns out that it's really hard to like someone else if you like someone. I can understand why you can't let go of Jialan."
Chu Heng paused. He lowered his head to look at her and saw blood flowing out of the corners of her lips.
He looked at her blankly, as if there were thousands of words hidden in his eyes.
Zhou Jingyi met his gaze, she slowly stretched out her hand to smooth his eyebrows and said: "From now on, I will no longer shamelessly pester you. You should be happy."
"Stop talking."
Chu Heng had a bad feeling. She seemed to be saying this to say goodbye to him, and he didn't want to hear it!
He held Zhou Jingyi in his arms and continued walking forward when he heard a woman's low voice whispering in his ears: "Chu Heng, are you serious that you have never liked me at all?"
The corner of Chu Heng's lips moved, and he was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the person in his arms suddenly leaned on his shoulder, and his hand dropped heavily.
He lowered his head and saw that Zhou Jingyi had closed her eyes, as if she was asleep.
Chu Heng's mind went blank, and he softly called her name: "Jingyi."
But the person in his arms didn't respond.
He called again: "Jingyi."
Still no response.
Chu Heng hugged her and suddenly knelt on the ground. He looked at the motionless person, shook his head and said: "No, no, you won't die.
Jingyi, please open your eyes and look at me. It was my fault. I shouldn't have avoided you.
Didn't you ask me if I've ever liked you? I like you, I've already liked you.
I am stupid and cowardly and dare not admit it. I know I was wrong. Please don't scare me, okay? I really can't live without you."
Chu Heng hugged Zhou Jingyi and cried a little bit. He always thought that no matter what happened to this girl, she would never leave him.
He thought that she was just ignoring him to vent her anger on him. He came out today to buy a gift and apologize to her.
Who would have thought that we would be separated forever? Is this God's punishment for him?
Let him lose the love he loves and can never get it back.
Chu Heng hugged Zhou Jingyi, and his heart seemed to die with him.
It's like the whole world has turned gray and there is no longer any light.
Chu Heng regretted it beyond measure, was heartbroken, and cried heartbrokenly.
The dignified and brave prince of the Marquis Mansion, a cold-blooded general known for his iron face, looked like an abandoned child in front of the people of the capital, which was touching.
Just when everyone was immersed in this sad atmosphere, they saw the person held in Chu Heng's arms move.
"Chu Heng, do you want to strangle me?"
The woman's not-so-gentle voice suddenly sounded. Chu Heng was startled and hurriedly looked down, and saw that the person in his arms had woken up, with a cunning smile in his eyes.