My Beloved

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"Is… is this a dead body?" Han Luo mumbled. She looked around but couldn't find a single soul around that place.

"Should I wait for big brother Yuan or check it for myself?" Han Luo slowly entered the stream. The current was slow and it was easy to walk through it. She walked toward the body while observing for any movement from the said body.

When she reached that big stone, she was able to see that it was a man covered in black clothes. His hair was dark brown. It seemed black since his hair was wet. His body was facing the ground with his back to the sky. She couldn't see how he looked.

She held his arms to flip him onto his back. But as soon as she touched his skin, she flinched and let go of his hand because it was chillingly cold.

She wondered, "How long has this man been lying here? I should verify whether he is still alive or not.'

With this thought, she took his hand to check his pulse and noticed a faint pulse. 

'Oh thank goodness, he is alive,' Han Luo's face brightened up.

If that person was dead, she would have to call Mo Yuan to deal with it.

She needed to bring him on to the ground if she wanted to help him further. So she grabbed that person by his clothes and tried to drag him with all her might. At first, he didn't budge at all.

'What is he? A rock?' Han Luo became breathless just after a few tries. She took a few deep breaths and told herself, 'I can do this! Heave ho!'

Just as she said so, she was able to move his body. She brought him on to the dry ground. She pushed him and turned his body. His face came into the view.

His face was pale and felt cold to touch as if he was dead. She observed him.

His face was clean because his face had been immersed in the water. The left side of his face was cut sharply but the blood had been wiped away and the injury wasn't that deep.

He appeared very tall with a well built body. He had a handsome feature and a sharp jawline. His entire attire was black - black shirt, coat, pants, and even his shoes were black. His face was covered with short stubble. It seemed that he hadn't been shaved for some time.

By looking at him, she had a hunch that he was almost the same age as Noah.

'How can he be still alive when his face was immersed in the water for so long?' Han Luo was confused.

She lowered her body and placed her ear on his chest. She noticed a very faint heartbeat.

Han Luo pressed his cheeks, making him open his mouth. From a slight distance, she blew inside his mouth and then pumped his heart.

After doing Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation (CPR) for four times, that guy finally coughed up some water from his stomach.

While coughing vigorously, that person sat up. He was shivering as he felt chilly from the slightly cold breeze.

Han Luo nervously reached out and patted his back. "Hey, you will be fine. I'll call for an ambulance. It seems like you have lost a lot of blood."

When he heard a teenage girl speaking to him, he tried to open his eyes. After a few failed attempts, the guy finally opened his eyes and looked straight at her.

Han Luo was shocked to see his emerald eyes. As beautiful as his eyes were, his gaze was so sharp that it made her feel as though she was being sliced by his gaze.

He abruptly grabbed her slender arm and commanded her in a broken voice, "No need to call for an ambulance."

"Oh, okay then, I won't. Could you please let go? I don't like it when others touch me without my permission," she said with a serious expression. Although she was nervous because of his sudden action, she couldn't let him see her fear.

He let go of her hand and looked around. He inquired, "Where is this place?"

"We are in Breda, Holland. Right now we are in the Mastbos forest," she answered truthfully.

He held his head and winced in pain. He asked her, "What day is it?"

"Today is June 17. You look like you are in a lot of pain. Why don't you wait here for a few moments? I will ask my big brother to come and help you to take you to our cottage. Please stay," Han Luo stood up and ran in the direction of the cottage.

That guy gazed at her back for a while before shaking his head. He was feeling dizzy. The pain in the back of his head wasn't helping.

Han Luo met Mo Yuan on her way to the cottage.

"Why are you coming back? Were you scared?" Mo Yuan asked her worriedly when he saw her running in such a flustered manner.

"No, I saw an unconscious man and helped him to wake up. He is injured and in pain. We have to help him," Han Luo grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the stream.

"Where did you see the man?" Mo Yuan questioned her while following her. He was suspicious of the person who appeared out of nowhere.

Han Luo explained. "Right in the middle of the stream; he was stuck there on a big stone. And, he was seriously injured. I helped him to the ground."

Mo Yuan helplessly sighed and told her, "Didn't I tell you to stay where I left you? Why didn't you wait for me?"

She replied to him, "I wanted to but I felt that it's necessary to make sure that he was alive or dead first. What if he died because I was too late?"

Soon they reached the stream but the man was nowhere to be found.

"Where is he?" Mo Yuan asked.