Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 192

Ten years ago.

It was a cool night in autumn, right beneath the deserted mountain. A slender man, Horace, staggered onwards out of the warehouse with blood flowing down all over.

He was barely hanging on as his body got too weak. The wound on his leg bled and turned increasingly numb as he moved so quickly. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep his leg if it kept bleeding like this.

But he had to run and find Laura.

He had searched everywhere and had shouted himself hoarse but there was still no sign of Laura.

He finally fell into the grass after running out of strength.

He felt desperate.

No one would come to this creepy place in the middle of the night, not to mention save him.

He lost a lot of weight as he hadn't eaten or drunk for a whole day and it wouldn't take much for an ordinary man to pick him up.

He raised his head to the sky in complete darkness.

He thought he would be buried here.

"Maybe Laura is waiting for me in heaven, I might as well die with her. I'm just sorry for grandpa and my family."

Thinking about that, Horace gave himself up and closed his eyes, waiting to die alone.

"Hey! Are you okay? Wake up."

Horace felt the little and tender hands clapping on his face in unconsciousness. He, who was shattered, suddenly raised his hands and grabbed them.

He slowly opened his dehydrated eyes and dimly saw a little girl with two ponytails looking at him anxiously in a red princess dress.

"Hey, you woke up."

Seeing his eyes open, the girl clapped joyfully and smiled with her eyes narrowed.

It was not long before she started to scream.

In the moonlight, there were several obvious blood stains on her red princess dress.

She soon saw the wound on his leg following the trace of blood.

"Oh dear! So much blood! What happened?"

The girl took a look around vigilantly, and whispered in his ear, "Are there bad guys after you?"

Feeling her warm breath, Horace looked at the girl surprisingly as he didn't expect that she would trust him as the good guy. Then he replied instinctively while looking straight into her eyes, "Yes."

"Don't worry," she patted her chest and promised him, "now you have me. I'll take you out of here and won't let them hurt you again!"

Horace somehow really regained composure, staring at this clumsy little girl in front of him.

Although he was dehydrated and lighter than before, it was still hard to carry for a girl his age.

She struggled to carry him unsteadily.

He was so heavy for her that they almost fell, but she finally pulled it off and walked forward.

It was a long way which made Horace feel like it was endless.

He still thought he would die here. But this girl wouldn't stop talking while carrying him every time he tried to close his eyes.

"Don't fall asleep! How about I tell you a story or sing a song?"

"Do you wanna build a snowman..."