She struggled to get up, but Song Ze grasped her hand. "Don't, don't bother."
His life was rapidly slipping away, and it was very difficult for him to speak.
"You said you'd, you'd have dinner with me. I've been waiting, waiting for your call."
"It was me who broke my promise.I'm sorry, once you get better, I'll treat you to two meals, no, four, okay?" Ye Ranran said urgently.
She cradled his head with one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other.
But why did it seem like the more she wiped, the more blood there was?
"You once said you wouldn't, wouldn't abandon me," Song Ze's hand touched her face.
Ye Ranran's face looked even paler than his. Tears poured down like rain, streaming ceaselessly from her eyes.
"But seeing you cry makes me happy. Does that mean you actually care about me a little?" Song Ze moved but lacked the strength.
Ye Ranran helped him sit up, and with her support, he rested his head on her shoulder.
