I heard it and wanted to answer the voice, but I couldn't say a word.

He was still calling out my name, "Arianna." I tried to find the source of the sound based on my senses. Probably because I was trying too hard to grasp a hold of it, I suddenly found it difficult to even breathe.

In a daze, I seemed to have opened my eyes, and saw the black shadow standing next to me. I was more than familiar with it.

I reached out to grab onto him again. I felt the familiar warmth, but I didn't have much strength, and my hands slipped away from him again.

In the next second, my hand was suddenly held in a tight grip. He said, "Arianna, I'm right here!"

It was Hendrix's voice.

Hearing his voice, the fear and helplessness in my heart went away.

I wanted to nod, but I had no strength at all. I couldn't seem to even lift my eyelids.

yet?" Hendrix's question rang in my ears. I

a frown.

up after resting," the doctor said. I was wide awake, but I couldn't open my eyes, and I didn't

the room, probably someone leaving. After a while, I felt my hand being held, and my

a low voice beside my ear that said, "Arianna, you've been sleeping for two days already.

and to open

lips, probably from a cotton swab. After a while, I felt that someone was wiping

was too sleepy and I couldn't do

dreams. When I opened my eyes again and gradually saw everything

on the edge of the bed seemed to have fallen asleep, and his long dark hair was a

it was

that, I couldn't help but let out a chuckle. I hadn't died, and I was still alive. That feeling was really

being tightly held, and Hendrix straightened his back. He looked particularly forlorn, and there was some stubble

it for you.

looked at me with his dark eyes. He failed to utter a

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