"Come here, bandage it." Su Mingan saw the blood on Su Luoluo's arm and asked her to sit down.
Su Luoluo didn't cry, but watched him bandage the wound quietly. Behind her was her small home, which had been reduced to ruins. All the photos that preserved her memories, all the diaries she wrote when she was a child, and all the trinkets she kept in the iron box with great care, were gone.
"I am so insignificant." She said softly.
Su Mingan paused for a moment, then quickly continued bandaging.
"I thought I could do anything as long as I worked hard enough. I worked hard as a streamer to make money... I built my little home little by little, earning a little every day." Su Luoluo whispered:
"In the end, just when I thought everything was fine, my carefully decorated little home, the piggy bank where I had saved all my money for more than ten years... and my dad. They were all gone."
“There is nothing left.”
Su Mingan pulled out the piece of glass and she hissed, her voice very light.
"When I was a kid, I heard that the most expensive thing in the world was a villa. I thought that as long as I worked hard enough, I would definitely be able to live in a villa in the future, so I loudly announced to everyone that I would live in a villa. My relatives all looked at me with smiles, and I thought that was a blessing, but now I understand that they were looking at children with their eyes." Su Luoluo lowered her head and muttered to herself:
"'Since you were born here, you are destined not to live in a villa for the rest of your life' - that's what their eyes told me."
“When I was little, I thought I could change the world. But when I grew up, I realized I was so insignificant. All it took was the slightest accident to bring everything to naught.”
"If I hadn't met you, Little Cloud, do you think I would have been able to live in a big villa?"
Su Mingan was silent.
He knew that the "villa" Su Luoluo mentioned was just an image. She wanted to break the fate of being an ordinary person and leave this imprisoned town. But if Su Wensheng had never met Su Luoluo, it would be unlikely for her to change her fate.
Her most likely outcome is to exploit herself, constantly sleepwalking to earn money for her family, endure malicious words from netizens every day, and point fingers at her appearance, figure, and personality, and finally die from a mental breakdown due to overwork.
A half-empty bottle of wine rolled at their feet, the clear wine flowing out, reflecting a golden light in the sunlight.
Su Luoluo stared at the wine on the ground in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
My ears were filled with people's shrill cries; no one could accept the sudden departure of a loved one.
The newly built houses, the newly planted gardens, the newly prepared homes…all gone. The city was like a smashed ruin, filled with pain.
Li Mingyue has been standing quietly in the ruins, silently looking at the common people howling on the ground, looking at the devastated land, looking at the mother dragging out the body of her child, looking at the couple who survived the disaster hugging each other, looking at the white-haired old people walking hand in hand in the ruins.
Watching people laugh because their loved ones survived, watching people cry because of loss, watching the dullness and numbness in people's eyes.
Under the sinking blood-red sunlight, the white hair rose like flowing wind.
“Crack.”
The glass fragments were removed and Su Mingan bandaged it.
"You can endure pain very well." Su Mingan said.
While he was treating her wound, Su Luoluo didn't scream. Even at this time, she subconsciously controlled her emotions and didn't cause trouble for others.
"I'm used to it." Su Luoluo blinked her dull purple eyes.
"You can live in my house from now on. My place hasn't been bombed yet." Su Mingan said.
"I'm sorry to trouble you. After I become famous as a host, I will find a way to move out. It won't trouble you too much." Su Luoluo said in a low voice.
"You are not a burden." Su Mingan said.
“…”
"I don't regard people as a burden," said Su Mingan.
“…”
"Not to mention that you are an excellent anchor." Su Mingan said.
“…”
"If you want to cry, just cry." Su Mingan said.
The girl lowered her head, her short black hair hanging down beside her ears, and her cheeks were still scarred by the flames. There were seven pieces of broken glass on her arm, and one piece of glass almost pierced through her bones. A seven-foot-tall man would have screamed, but when Su Mingan pulled out these, she didn't scream or cry.
When she saw the tragic state of her father's torn body, she was stunned but didn't cry.
Even after seeing the house that carried all her savings and emotions reduced to ruins, she still didn't cry.
It was not until Su Ming'an said, "Cry if you want to," that she suddenly burst into tears as if a nerve was touched.
“Ah ...
At first it was just a soft whimper, then it quickly turned into a loud cry.
The crying was like sparks in the air. Her crying mixed with the wailing of others, like gradually accumulating cumulonimbus clouds, floating on the scarred land, and gradually spreading into the wind.
The figures kneeling on the ground and digging frantically disappeared in the wind that was gradually spreading across the prairie, like living tombstones.
The blood flows on the land, like natural blood soil.
The bullet left its mark in the crater like a scar carved into bone.
At this moment, no one cared about the ban of "no crying in public" anymore. Everyone cried loudly and hugged each other in the fire and smoke, as if they had merged into each other's flesh and blood. They hugged each other tightly, and the crying spread like a contagion.
The girl cried loudly like a little child, and Su Mingan sat silently beside her.
“Dad, Dad…”
"Actually, I also hope that you are a good father... I... I really hope that you can return to your normal self."
"I want... to go to the park with you and have a picnic as a family, just like when we were kids. I'm still looking forward to it - I think when I make money and become a big anchor, you won't be as crazy about money as you are now - even if the hope is small, I still look forward to it..."
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