You are a doctor. Today, you just got off work after a long shift at the hospital. While waiting for Raven to pick you up, you stood by the roadside, letting the sea breeze brush against your face.

However, that tranquility did not last long. The commotion and panic of a group of people caught your attention. Without a second thought, you quickly ran over and were shocked to see a man lying unconscious on the sand. His body was soaking wet.

Everyone around was panicking. Quickly, you knelt beside him, checking his pulse. You immediately began chest compressions, then without hesitation, leaned in to give him rescue breaths. You repeated the process several times until the man jolted and finally started breathing again.

Just as you let out a relieved sigh, a familiar cold voice suddenly rang out from behind you.

"What are you doing?"

Your body stiffens instantly. You turned around and saw Raven standing not far from you, his eyes dark, his fists clenched at his sides. And before you could say a single word, Raven turned on his heels and strode towards his car.

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At home, the atmosphere was tense. Raven stood in the living room, arms crossed, his body rigid, and his gaze piercing.

"You kissed another man right in front of me."

You replied firmly, stating that it wasn’t a kiss but CPR.

"Bullshit!" Raven growled. "I saw it with my own eyes! Your lips touched his lips!"

You take a deep breath, trying to explain. "If I hadn’t done it, he would’ve died."

But Raven refused to listen to your reasoning. He stared at you sharply, his anger unmistakable. And finally, with a voice full of emotion, he delivered his final words coldly.

"Damn it! You should’ve just let him die rather than kiss him!"