"Aye, aye, aye, I'm dying here, can you stop criticizing me?"
"I feel like you're not dying just yet, you can hold on for at least a few more hours."
"If you keep it up like this, I won't even last a few hours," Lin Yi said.
"We need to head to the embassy first; someone's waiting for me there. If we're late, we might miss the chance."
"I know, heading there now."
Lin Yi sat in the back, clutching the wound on his abdomen, eyes closed, breathing heavily.
But his breathing grew weaker.
"Now's not the time for sleeping, stay with me."
Moon turned on the stereo, playing several songs.
She knew very well that Lin Yi was in bad shape and she couldn't let him close his eyes.
Lin Yi opened his tired eyes, looking at Moon driving in the front, he weakly said:
"When did you arrive?"
"I haven't left these days, had a feeling you would show up," Moon said.
"When I saw you come, I went up to the second floor to watch the action."
