The horse carriage sped through the long street.
Xie Yunzhen half-embraced Ji Mingzhu in his arms, holding her head with his distinctively jointed hand.
Upon touch, there was a sticky, moist feeling, warm with body heat, and the smell of blood was even stronger.
His heartbeat skipped a few beats, as if something was forcibly stuffed into his heart.
It was suffocating, making it hard for him to breathe.
Xie Yunzhen stared unblinkingly at Ji Mingzhu, feeling as if she'd vanish if he blinked.
The carriage swayed, and he instinctively wanted to hold her tighter, yet was afraid of hurting her, so he instantly loosened his grip.
"Ji Mingzhu."
"Have we met before?"
If there was no prior connection, why would their recent acquaintance have such a profound impact on him?
His deep murmur dissipated into the air, with no one to answer him.
Du Peilan saw with her own eyes Xie Yunzhen carrying Ji Mingzhu onto the carriage, yet she couldn't voice out her objection.
