“Your ex-lover is too skilled for me to hurt,” he said, gripping my hand so hard it felt like my bones would break, forcing me to let go. “However, he dared to kill a bunch of gang leaders, now he’s shot four times and being chased. Shall I throw him out for you to see?”
The air around us froze. “No! Don’t!! Save him! Save him now!!!” My mind was blank; I only knew to scream and cry out in desperation. He looked at me intently, “Save him!”
“Please, I beg you… save him…” “You know the conditions.” “…I agree to everything.” My head was bowed as low as it could go, holding back tears that threatened to spill. “Kiss me.” I stood on tiptoes, my hands clinging to his head as I pressed my lips to his, then my tongue, cold and stiff in his mouth, allowing him to suck and stir… Ke Xuan, don’t die, if you dare to die, then… then what I’m doing now would be meaningless… Don’t die, open your eyes, you need to breathe, understand? The man let go of me, his expression dark and his gaze fixed on me before he turned away. “He won’t die, don’t worry.” He knocked on the window, signaling outside. The door opened and closed, followed by the sounds of a stretcher and footsteps, which quickly ceased; Ke Xuan and the doctors were already inside for emergency treatment. The small van was also driven away, everything returning to how it looked when I first arrived. He pulled down the curtain, “If you dare to think about him again, the rescue will be terminated!” He said coldly, sitting on the edge of the bed with an air of a king, his domineering aura always emanating. He looked down at me, this slave who should be grateful for his favor.
