As the due date approached, we went to the hospital for the final prenatal check-up.

The doctor smiled and said the baby was very healthy, but mentioned that the baby was not very active and would likely be a slowpoke in the future.

I smiled and said, "Being slow is good, like Mom, steady."

Luyinong's expression seemed somewhat regretful.

The doctor teased her, "What's wrong, not happy?"

Luyinong smiled and simply said, "If the baby is like my husband, it would be even better."

The doctor chuckled and joked, "Then you guys should work harder, have a few more, and eventually you'll have one like the dad."

She usually ignored these jokes, but at this moment, she nodded seriously, as if in agreement, "If my husband is willing, it is indeed possible."

After thanking the doctor, I held Luyinong's hand and walked out.

The car merged onto the main road and stopped at the traffic light.

I turned to look at her.

Time seemed especially gentle to her, even though she was two years older than me, she was young and beautiful as if I had just met her.

Luyinong noticed my gaze but remained composed, "What's up?"

I grinned, "Beauty, can I get your contact information?"

She played along, "No, I am already married."

It was just a simple conversation, but I couldn't help but smile, leaning back in my seat, feeling warm all over.

If Zhou Te was here, he would definitely shout in frustration, "Xie Yizhou, you'll be a lapdog for life!"

But there's nothing to be done, I'm happy with whatever Luyinong says.

It's as if I was born to love her.

The red light turned green, and the vehicles continued to move forward.

But there seemed to be a traffic accident up ahead, with two cars close together, and the owners smoking on the sidewalk.

Perhaps waiting for the traffic police?

Without much thought, I turned the steering wheel to the right, "It seems like we can take that road--"

Unexpectedly, trouble broke out at this moment.

Bang, bang, bang, several gunshots rang out, and before I could react, I saw the windshield shatter.

Luyinong's face turned cold, and she quickly pulled out a gun from her right hand, aiming with white-knuckled fingers.

All the blood rushed to my head, and in an instant, I calmed down, slammed the accelerator to the floor, the car turned sharply, and the engine roared.

Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw that the two car owners who were smoking earlier had already dropped their cigarettes and were now holding guns.

Shots were fired in the busy urban area.

There was a commotion and screams around, the crowd scattered and ran off, and I faintly heard someone crying out, "Hey, police, someone is shooting here!"

For some reason, I was certain that those two people were after Luyinong.

More gunshots rang out, and the car's tires burst.

My ears were buzzing, I took out my phone from my bag and called Uncle Yuan.

Beep, beep, beep.

Just a few seconds felt like an eternity.

One of them got into a car that looked severely damaged, and it started up immediately, following our path and catching up.

Luyinong fired several shots in succession, forcing that car to stop.

The other person stood still in place, squinting, raising the gun.

Uncle Yuan's voice finally came through, "Hey, Yizhou?"

The phone had fallen.

I jumped up and hugged Luyinong.

Bang--

The bullet pierced through my back, a surge of pain overwhelming me, and I gasped heavily.

The pain engulfed everything, I wanted to close my eyes, but couldn't, my heart warmed for a moment, then turned cold again.

Luyinong's eyes were red, holding me tightly, I saw blood on her neck.

I struggled to look at her, fortunately, she wasn't injured, it was just my blood.

She wrapped my shoulder with her clothes, I had never seen her so flustered, her hands were trembling.

The blood continued to flow out, soaking her fingertips.