Beatrice was sitting on the ground when Andrius arrived. She folded up the trousers of her cycling jersey, revealing her glowing alabaster skin.

She happily waved to Andrius. "Andrius, I'm here."

Every time Andrius saw her smiling face, he could feel her vigorously youthful vitality.

He hurriedly got out of the car and walked over with the small first aid kit.

At a glance, her knee appeared to be badly scratched, bleeding heavily and bruised all over.

The front wheel of the bicycle next to