Love You for the Rest of My Life

Chapter 2423: Chapter 2423: Who Is This Person?

"You’ve slept for too long. Isn’t it time to wake up? Look, you’re responding, aren’t you?"

She spoke through her tears, kissing Alvin again, deeply and without regret, as each teardrop fell.

She looked at his pale, haggard face, reminding herself not to get distracted. She had to wake him because she wanted a baby of their own.

Maybe having a baby would wake Alvin up. If he knew he’s going to be a father, wouldn’t he be as happy as crazy?

Their child would be a mixed-race baby, and it would be stunningly beautiful, right?

At this thought, Nangong Lin’s kiss deepened even more, carrying a trace of intense hope mixed with a touch of intense despair.

Alvin’s response was still clearly there. Finally, she felt the moment was ripe and forced herself to muster the courage.

She was determined to do this to herself, even though she knew it might drive her insane with pain, she still didn’t hold back, even went at it fiercely.

"Ah!" A scream escaped her lips; she just couldn’t hold it in.

But it wasn’t very loud because she was already prepared for it.

Who would have thought, it’s so painful!

It feels like it’s going to kill her from the pain!

Nangong Lin’s face instantly scrunched up like a walnut. She didn’t dare move; the sensation was truly awful, like being hit until her bones broke.

The kind of pain was indescribable, burning hot; anyway, the feeling was beyond words.

It hurt so much she couldn’t hold back and cried, not daring to move, just lying on Alvin, sobbing like a child.

It was too painful, too painful. Let her endure it for a bit, wait a while longer, for in this pain, she really couldn’t dare to move!

She lay on Alvin crying her heart out, crying fiercely, because of the pain and so many complex emotions, and also touched, touched because she finally gave herself to Alvin, to the one she loved deeply.

Because she wasn’t paying attention, she didn’t see Alvin’s fingers slowly moving, like it was exceptionally difficult, slowly beginning to curl, once, twice, three times.

It seemed like he was desperately trying to do something.

At that moment, Alvin felt himself surrounded by darkness, endless darkness enfolding him. He didn’t know what was happening; he only knew it was all darkness.

Yet, in the darkness, a butterfly seemed to fly in, colorful and shimmering with starlight, fluttering around him, calling to him, "Alvin, wake up, wake up. Do you hear someone crying? That’s your beloved weeping. Do you feel the changes in your body? That’s because she has given herself to you."

Alvin’s head ached a bit; the darkness refused to go away, even seemed to grow more viscous, wanting to envelop him, making him stay in darkness forever, never escaping.

However, something in his heart felt anxious, restless, as if he wanted to break free from the shackles of darkness, but he was powerless.

But amidst the darkness, he seemed to hear the sound of crying, hearing that familiar voice say, "Alvin, please wake up. I don’t know what to do anymore, it hurts so much, so much!"

The voice was so familiar, so very familiar, familiar to the point of bringing tears to his eyes.

Tears welled up and overflowed his eyes. Alvin strained to think, whose voice is this?

He couldn’t remember whose voice it was; he couldn’t even remember who he was, but the voice was so familiar it made him want to cry, made him want to break free from the darkness and open his eyes to see who this person really was.