"Why are you crying?" Tong Ran opened her eyes wide as she leaned against his chest, "I forgot..."
The man's eyes bore a sharp pain, and Tong Ran's lips suddenly curved up, "It's over, I've forgotten how to cry, what should I do, I really don't remember..."
Mo Nanjue bent down and picked her up horizontally, Tong Ran suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, "Mo Nanjue, I can't cry anymore, do you still want me?"
The man's brow furrowed tightly, holding her as he turned around, "Let's go back for now."
She shook her head, and there truly were no more tears in her eyes, "I don't want to go back."
At this moment, an ambulance arrived, and many stretchers were carried out from the smoke-filled community, "People have been rescued, from Building 17!"
Tong Ran suddenly opened her eyes wide, Building 17...
***
An hour later.
In the hospital, in the emergency room.
