There was a loud noise in my ear. Gu Qianmeng pressed the door handle, suffocated in his heart, and stood outside the door foolishly. Then he slowly pulled the front door panel.

When Gu Qianmeng saw Qicheng fall in a pool of blood.

Qicheng holds the wounded area, and the blood of the palm has gathered along the arm into a fine blood stream, which glides down, across the palm, condenses between the fingers, and rolls down and accumulates on the ground.

Gu Qianmeng was frightened to see the blood.

She thought Qicheng would not suffer so much. She did not expect Qicheng to fall. She thought that such a...