The driver was about to say something else, but before he could speak, Shao Ke decisively opened the car door under his incredulous gaze.
His expensive leather shoes stepped into the rushing water.
The driver was horrified. Wasn't he supposed to be paralyzed? How had he just stood up? Had some miracle doctor descended from heaven!?
Summer showers came and went quickly, and the sun was beginning to peek through.
Yan Ningke was soaked through. Prolonged oxygen deprivation had left him dizzy, but he dragged his heavy legs forward, running tirelessly.
It wasn't really running. He only looked as though he was running; in fact, he was moving even slower than a brisk walk.
He blinked hard, trying to see what lay ahead. Through the haze, a tall, straight-backed figure walked toward him.
Yan Ningke was still mocking himself for wanting to see that man so badly that he was hallucinating.
"What are you doing here?"
Yan Ningke froze, raised a hand, and rubbed his eyes. It really was him.
Shao Ke stood a short distance away, his expression serious, his brow furrowed as he slowly looked him over, as though checking something.
Yan Ningke did his best to steady his rapid breathing and smiled softly. "I came to find you."
His overexerted legs suddenly gave out. Yan Ningke felt his knees go weak, bending uncontrollably as he started to sink to the ground.
Shao Ke swiftly stepped forward to support him. "What happened?"
Leaning against him, Yan Ningke curved his pale lips. "There's something I wanted to tell you in person."
Shao Ke held his gaze steadily.
A faint light shone in Yan Ningke's exhausted eyes. "Shao Ke, I like you."
Screech-bang!
Shao Ke instinctively turned to look. A plume of black smoke shot into the sky.
Yan Ningke