He couldn't be there to protect her when she was in danger, and now he must pull her out of the abyss of fear.
Ren Tingxi looked into the distance with certainty, his eyes solemn and resolute.
He didn't even notice the blood running through his hands.
Lan Xiaolan closed her eyes tightly at first and didn't dare to look outside.
The irregular gunshots hit her eardrums again and again, piercing her heart.
Her hands were so cold that she could eagerly feel the temperature in Ren Tingxi's hands, how hot it was.
He held her so tightly that she couldn't escape.
The gunfire was like rain and there was no sign of stopping.
Lan Xiaolan kept telling herself: Don't be afraid. Since escaping is useless and the gunshots won't stop, you might as well try to open your eyes and take a look.
Lan Xiaolan finally slowly opened her eyes and looked at the spectacular scene before her.
Look at those people holding guns and standing in front of you, looking confident and upright.
The eyes of each of them were full of determination and strength, as if they could see through and understand everything in front of them.
Lan Xiaolan looked up at Ren Tingxi in front of her again. His eyes were firm and gentle, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, giving people a sense of security.
Lan Xiaolan took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes for the second time.
This time, when I heard the gunshots outside, they turned into the afternoon spring rain, which added some rhythmic feeling and seemed to sound much gentler.
She began to slowly loosen her clenched hands.
A long-lost smile began to appear on his serious face.
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