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Surrounded by extremely noisy voices, there were screams and concerns, and she was not the only one who was hit by a car.

Bai Zhiyi's mind was in chaos and his expression was dull.

Because of inertia, she fell very painfully, but she couldn't feel the pain, and she looked at the man next to her dully.

The man in a leather suit fell down next to her, the expensive suit on his back was completely torn, it was red and dripping with blood.

"Jin Jingbai!" Bai Zhiyi staggered to his side, with unstoppable tears in his eyes, incoherent, "Jin Jingbai, are you okay? Jin Jingbai, you can't die."

The man was motionless.

Bai Zhiyi was extremely flustered, and hugged Jin Jingbai tightly. She wanted to help Jin Jingbai stop the bleeding, but she didn't dare to do it.

She looked at the onlookers and begged tremblingly, "I beg you, save him, save him."

"Don't be afraid, little girl, we've already called 120."

"Yes, the police are coming too."

Bai Zhiyi's hands were also scratched, but at this moment, she didn't feel any pain at all, she panicked, trembled, and even felt a little heartache.

"Jin Yinxian, talk...why are you so stupid."

On her pale face, there were uncontrollable tears dripping onto Jin Jing's white handsome face.

Bai Zhiyi hugged Jin Jingbai and wept, his pale and sad appearance made everyone who saw him feel sad.

"Jin Jingbai, don't die please, I won't be angry with you anymore, please don't die." Bai Zhiyi choked up and begged.

Bai Zhiyi was too frightened to notice that the eyes of the man in his arms were slowly opening on his slightly painful face.

Jin Jingbai was hit so hard that he was too dizzy to move for a while, and could only faintly hear various weak voices around him.

But there was a cry, clearly.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was pale white clothes, and then hot tears dripped onto his eyelids, one drop after another.

Jin Jingbai stagnated slightly, and slowly raised his head. It was a pale and helpless face weeping, his lips were bloodless, and only his eyes were red.

"Jin Yinxian, I will never quarrel with you again, don't die, I beg you, woo woo woo." She hugged him and wept palely.

The helpless look made Jin Jingbai's heart tighten.

Is she feeling sorry for him?
Jin Jingbai's thin lips slowly parted, and he uttered a hoarse voice: "Bai Zhiyi."

Bai Zhiyi froze, thinking that she had an auditory hallucination, she lowered her head stiffly, and met a pair of deep eyes.

"Jin Jingbai." She opened her mouth in a daze, with more tears, tears of joy.

Jin Jingbai raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears on her face with his slender fingers, raised his thin lips, and said softly in a cold and proud voice, "Don't cry, I'm fine."

"Jin Jing, Jin Jingbai." Bai Zhiyi choked up, choking with joy, "Don't comfort me, how can I be fine, so much blood, isn't it painful?"

Blood?

Jin Jingbai frowned, where is the blood?

"I'm sorry, Jin Jingbai, I'm sorry." Bai Zhiyi kept apologizing, his face pale and happy, which made people feel pity.

Jin Jingbai said: "Don't cry, I didn't bleed."

When this woman cried, it was really unbearable.

At the very least, Master Jing was a little flustered, but he never showed any joy.

"Behind you." A passer-by said.

Jin Jingbai immediately stood up and took off his coat, only to see a bright red patch on the tattered coat.

But it's not blood.

"Bai Zhiyi, look, it's paint, not blood."