Qu Yu's voice came from outside the cave entrance, and Tang Xiaohua snapped back to reality, quickly crawling out from under Wen Nian,
"Quick, let's get out!"
Tang Xiaohua stammered briefly, urging Wen Nian.
She didn't mention the quake just then, the quake that seemed like a cruel joke played by the heavens!
Wen Nian, dragging his injured leg, crawled out and Qu Yu immediately had the paramedics come forward to carry Wen Nian into the rescue tent.
Tang Xiaohua followed, her steps heavy and hesitant... for a moment, her vision blurred...
She was covered in dust, her pants torn by the steel rebars among the bricks, unavoidably bearing several scratches, watching the man being carried into the tent... her heart raced like the beating of drums.
Tang Xiaohua sat dazedly outside the tent on a small mound, guarding the tent and looking out over the ruins...
People say that it's during times of crisis that one can truly see someone's sincerity.
