Gan Yuan tightly grasped his hand, "It's alright, I know you're very tired right now. Just lie down and relax."
Moses closed his eyes for a long while before reopening them, and this time, there was a gleam slowly emerging in his gaze.
He was extraordinarily weak now, unable to do anything other than open his eyes and slightly curl his fingers, not even having the strength to speak.
Yet, he clearly saw her. She sat beside his bed, showing him a radiant smile, though her eyes were glistening with tears.
"…"
Moses parted his lips but could not utter a sound. He struggled to take a breath, only feeling a searing pain in his chest as if knives were slicing through him, with all his organs being pulled unbearably, the inhaled air scorching his chest like fire.
Summoning all his strength, he barely managed to say three broken words.
"Don't… cry…"
