The car sped steadily towards the hospital, Lin Zonghao holding Wen Meiyu, with one hand tightly pressed on her bleeding wound.
"Zonghao, you... you're back, you... you've finally come back..."
Her face was turning pale at a visible speed as Wen Meiyu looked at Lin Zonghao, with a bit of surprise and delight from regaining something lost on her face.
"Meiyu, don't speak, you'll be fine, I promise you, you will definitely be fine."
With a hoarse voice, Lin Zonghao's tears fell heavily from his eyes.
The scalding tears quickly wet Wen Meiyu's face, mixing with her own tears, yet Wen Meiyu wore a serene smile.
Reaching out to touch Lin Zonghao's face, Wen Meiyu said softly, "Zonghao, I... in my life, I've only made one mistake, which is..."
"Meiyu, don't say it, I don't blame you, I don't blame you, it's all my fault, it's me who made you suffer."
