But Gu Shaocheng had already lost consciousness.
He had not just passed out, but had lost consciousness soon after kissing her on the way down the cliff, and completely blacked out after falling into this narrow hole.
However, his arms were tightly wrapped around her. Even in his unconscious state, his subconscious mind was still sending instructions to his body — never let go, never let go no matter what, hold her tight, hold her very tight ...
Hence, Chenxing called out many tis, but no one answered her.
Therefore, despite Chenxing’s desperate attempts, she could not, no matter what, free herself from his embrace. No matter how loudly she shouted, she was still tightly held by him.
Her heart grew more anxious, her voice trembled more severely, it seed as though sothing was trickling down her forehead, like a liquid, because it was slowly streaming down the contours of her face.
Suddenly, her voice rose to several octaves higher.
"Shaocheng!"
"Gu Shaocheng!"
"Shaocheng, what’s wrong with you? What happened ..."
"Shaocheng, you’re fine, please, tell you’re fine, Shaocheng, Shaocheng, Shaocheng, you’ve got to be fine, don’t scare , please don’t scare ..."
"I beg you to say sothing to . You can just make a sound. Shaocheng, I beg you... help! Soone please help us..." By the end, her throat was sore. In the tiny dark hole, there was only her voice.
In this dark world, she felt as if she was the only one left.
What was wrong with Gu Shaocheng? At this mont, her heart was full of fear. He couldn’t be in trouble. If sothing happened to him, what would she do? He was her only support, the only man in the world who made her feel safe.
If he collapsed, who could she rely on?
God, you can’t let anything happen to him. I beg you to let him say sothing to , even if it’s just one word. I am willing to trade ten years of my life for him to say one word. I’m willing to trade twenty years of my life for him to say "I’m fine".
In the blinding tears, she managed to reach for the phone in his pocket.
Truth be told, she wasn’t sure if the liquid on her face was her tears or sothing else. She could always feel sothing trickling, if it wasn’t her tears or blood, then what was it? No, she didn’t want to think about that. She was scared and refused to ponder that possibility.
Concentrate... exert... continue to exert...
"Shaocheng, let go of , please let go so I can see what happened to you... Please let go and let see, I beg you. My hands are numb. I can’t hold your phone. I can’t move ... Shaocheng! Gu Shaocheng!"
Even with her utmost strength, she was still unable to budge or free herself from his arms. She couldn’t check on his injuries either.
How could she know that she was weak compared to his strength? Even if he was unconscious, his subconscious mind was still clinging onto her, making it impossible for her to struggle out of his embrace;
Little did she know, she was embedded deep in his heart, his very flesh and blood. He vowed not to release her. Even if a ten n tried to pull her away, they wouldn’t be successful unless... unless his arms were cut off.
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