Mu Rou looked at Bai Cheng'an and pointed to the respirator on her mouth. Bai Cheng'an temporarily removed the respirator and set it aside, allowing Mu Rou to weakly say, "Brother Cheng'an... I'm scared—"
Bai Cheng'an recalled that great fire, remembered Fu Sinian being burned like a ball of fire as he carried Mu Rou wrapped in a cotton coat out of that inferno. His eyes stung, and he gently embraced Mu Rou, "It's all over! It's all over!"
"Brother Cheng'an, I'm sorry... I really didn't mean to deceive you, nor did I intend to use those photos to threaten you..." Mu Rou cried as she explained, "I was so scared... so scared that even if I died in that fire, you wouldn't forgive me... so scared that it would become our last memory!"
Bai Cheng'an gently patted her back, "It's my fault! I should have talked to you properly, shouldn't have lost my temper with you!"
No matter how great the anger or deep the misunderstanding, in the face of death, they all amount to nothing!
