With Qin Shuang's cry, Xu Zimo was sent flying by the torrent.
When the torrent finally dissipated, Xu Zimo slammed heavily into the wall beside him before collapsing.
Qin Shuang hurriedly pounced over, sat beside Xu Zimo, and placed his head on her lap.
"Wake up! Don't scare me," Qin Shuang said as she gently shook Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo weakly opened his eyes.
"How do you feel now?" Qin Shuang asked, her voice trembling with tears.
"You're worried about me," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"You ended up like this trying to save me. If you really died, I'd feel guilty," Qin Shuang said.
"Only guilty?" Xu Zimo coughed a few times and asked wearily.
"Don't overthink it. Besides, you're already like this—why do you still care about such things?" Qin Shuang said with her head lowered.
"How do you feel now? I'll take you out and have my father treat you."
"I'm especially sleepy right now, and I'm having trouble breathing. I'm practically suffocating," Xu Zimo said weakly.
"Trouble breathing?" Qin Shuang was thrown into a panic and hurriedly asked, "Then what should we do?"
"CPR. Don't you know how?" Xu Zimo said.
"But men and women should keep their distance," Qin Shuang said hesitantly.
"Weren't you just about to give it to me? Why are you hesitating now?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Could you really bear to watch me die?"
Qin Shuang fell silent for a moment. In the end, she slowly closed her eyes, her lashes trembling as she gently lowered her head and kissed Xu Zimo.
A sweet fragrance spread through the air. The closer she drew, the clearer the young girl's scent became.
Seeing the young girl looking as though she were marching to her death, Xu Zimo truly couldn't hold it in and