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︎ * 〝 something ׅׅ𖤠 〞the assassin knew that going to the hospital was not an option 、not considering how the wounded brunette was armed. the best he could do was tie a cloth tightly around stomach and 𝓹𝐫𝐚𝐲.
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︎ extremities gripped onto figure tightly 、positioning the former against the wall. pained expression 、fingers lifting shirt to fully inspect wound 、only to see what it wished it hadn't.〝 you're gonna be alright 、just —— just stay 〞 *
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︎ * 〝 with me . . 〞he was panicking 、why was he panicking . . ׅׅ𖤠 no 、he knew why. it was because for once in mingjue's life 、it cared about someone.〝 is there —— is there anywhere i could take you 、like a — a base or 〞 *
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︎ * panic was still present in both bodily and facial expressions. digits gripped the other's arm 、throwing it around his own shoulders whilst other wrapped around back to waist. don't die on him . . .ᐟ .ᐟ
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︎ optics were wide 、having purely stumbled upon the bleeding mess by chance. though 、behavior changed erratically 、the shorter rushing towards the taller in attempts to aid him.〝 hey 、hey 、what the hell happened 、yanwang .ᐟ ׅׅ𖤠 〞 *
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