C131 Not Dead

"dear, we're already at the end. Can you call me husband?" There was a hint of pleading in Zhang Xingyun's voice.

Zhang Xingyun let go of his hands after being watched by Ling Xiaoyaannan. The sound of wind on the phone clearly told her that he was rapidly falling.

"Hubby, I don't want you to die …" Ling Xiaoya finally cried on the ground.

"dear, don't cry