C283 Death

When the pain came, the first thing he thought of was not himself, but instead, he lowered his head and looked at her, trying his best to tell her that Yanyan, I'm fine ?

The bowl in her hand fell to the table with a bang. The greasy chicken soup splattered, then slowly dripped down the table and onto the floor, gradually forming a puddle ?

"Ah Xi ?"

She mumbled softly