Chapter 121 How Could I Like You_1

The man's head hung limply on her shoulder; under the warm yellow light, his face was pale as death, and his curled eyelashes cast faint shadows around his eye sockets, lifeless, making Wei Anning's heart ache.

"Leng Youchen, I beg you, please don't sleep, hang in there a bit longer, don't sleep!"

Wei Anning was filled with self-reproach, well aware of his difficulty with his legs, yet she had still pushed him into the swimming pool. Now, if he were really to die, she wouldn't be able to live either.

Perhaps it is true that in desperate situations, people can unleash infinite potential.

Anning didn't know where she got the strength from, but somehow she managed to drag a man over six feet tall out of the water. The moment the two of them collapsed onto the ground, she gasped for air and immediately got up to check on Leng Youchen.

She knelt beside him, burying her head into his chest, and only when she heard his heartbeat did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.