He kissed her lightly, gently kissing her lips, and then explored deeper.
Feng Guang closed her eyes, her moist eyelashes trembling gently. Han Qi felt that her obedient appearance made him even more unable to control himself. Her sweet scent caused his usually proud self-control to crumble. He kissed her sweet lips, and the sweet but not cloying fragrance of her body wafted past his nose. He felt that his usually calm and self-controlled self was about to lose control at any moment.
His heart was pounding. Han Qi knew very well that his out-of-control heartbeat and emotions would plunge his condition into crisis again, but he knew it yet did not want to stop. He did not know how many more chances he would have to hold her and kiss her like this. Perhaps tomorrow, he would leave this world and leave her side.
After a long while, the kiss ended with Fengguang struggling to breathe.
She had stopped crying, and her beautiful face was flushed with a captivating blush. But she didn't have time to feel shy because she noticed that his face had become even paler. "Han Qi... are you feeling unwell? I'll go call the doctor!"
"No need." Han Qi grabbed her wrist as she tried to get up and leave, and pulled her down onto the bed with him. His favorite book was lying on the cold floor, but he didn't care. Right now, he only had eyes for her. He softened his voice and said, "It's good enough for Feng Guang to be with me like this."
The man's lowered voice was especially alluring at that moment, but he couldn't do much more, nor could he afford to do much more. He couldn't let Feng Guang's lifelong happiness be ruined by his own hands.
Feng Guang reached out and hugged his waist, pressing herself closer to his body, her head nuzzling against his chest. "Are you really alright now?"
"If there really is something wrong... it would be if there were a beautiful pastry in front of me, but I couldn't eat it. That would make me feel terrible." He chuckled and added, "It would definitely make me feel terrible."
Feng Guang's face turned bright red; he couldn't believe he could still joke around like this. "Han Qi! I'm genuinely worried about you!"
“Then I will also tell Fengguang seriously…” His eyes, as black as night, gradually became dark and deep, like a bottomless abyss, which could easily suck people into his trap and never let them escape. He said slowly and forcefully, word by word, “I love you… Even at the end of my life, I will take my love for you to my grave.”
This is a very chilling confession.
But all Feng Guang could do was feel her heart race. She stared blankly at the gentle and beautiful man in front of her, and finally leaned in to kiss the corner of his lips. "Then let's carve the words 'Husband of Xia Feng Guang' on your tombstone."
Han Qi smiled, pressed his hand against the back of her head, and deepened the kiss.
Feng Guang left the hospital very late. Xia Chao called her several times during that time, but she hung up. After returning home, she had no mood to deal with her father's questioning. She went to her room in a daze and stayed awake all night.
The sweetness of love, coupled with a sense of powerlessness that she couldn't change, enveloped her. Fearfully, she curled up in her blankets, unwilling to think about anything.
It wasn't until 3 a.m. that her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but after a moment's hesitation, she answered the call.
A woman's anxious, choked voice came from the other end of the phone, "Ms. Xia, Han Qi's condition has suddenly worsened. After today's treatment, he pulled out his breathing tube. He's trying to kill himself... Can you come to the hospital? Please... save my child..."
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