Inside the emergency room:
Gu Xiran no longer remembers how many times she has sat outside the emergency room door.
This time...the difference is that she is wearing a wedding dress.
What should have been a happy, celebratory occasion, instead, feels anything but joyous; her heart is churning, filled with worry.
Gu Xiran is huddled in a corner, squatting and curling up... feeling utterly helpless.
The wedding dress she's wearing is stained with Qin Song's blood, emitting a pungent scent of blood...
White, and blood red, intertwined together.
Gu Xiran's lips form a bitter smile.
Previously, it was Qin Song's rescue, but this time... it's the final desperate struggle.
Either live or die.
Qin Song, you can do this, right?
Gu Xiran gently closes her beautiful eyes, her chaotic thoughts swirling in her mind.
