Gu Nian

Someone stopped Jing Ning. Others called the police and ambulance. The scene was chaotic.

I helped Gu Nian up and pulled down my scarf to cover his wound. I comforted him, "Gu Nian, you have to hang in there! The ambulance will be here soon! You have to hold on."

My hands were cold. My fingertips were shaking uncontrollably.

Gu Nian grabbed my hand and tried to smile. "Nanxing! Listen to me."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen. What is it?" My heart was in a state of panic.

Gu Nian looked at me. "Nanxing, I'm sorry that I met you so late."

"It's still not too late." I rambled on, trying to stop the wound on his abdomen from bleeding.

"Nanxing, if I had met you before Jing Tian did, would the ending have been different?" Gu Nian looked at me with a gentle smile on his lips.

My hand paused for a moment, but I didn't say anything.