Xinyuan's world slowed the moment the bullet found Wenzhi.
"No!" He moved in a blur, catching Wenzhi before he hit the ground, hauling him into a tight embrace. As he pulled him close, a fresh hail of gunfire began tearing through the area again.
Xinyuan rushed behind a shattered pile of rubble while shielding Wenzhi against his chest, his breathing turning uneven.
Wenzhi's eyes had gone half lidded. Blood was spreading far too quickly beneath his hand.
"Don't sleep. Don't sleep. Don't sleep…" Xinyuan kept repeating the words over and over like a prayer as he tore apart the fabric around Wenzhi's stomach, exposing the bloodied wound beneath.
His trembling hand pressed hard against it. "Wenzhi, stay awake. Please. Please don't sleep."
Wenzhi looked like he was trying.
His grey eyes widened weakly before losing focus again, his lashes trembling as they slowly drooped.
Xinyuan's heartbeat slammed against his ribs. "No..!"
