"Jiang Yao! Damn! You're out of your mind!" Wen Xuehui was so agitated and shocked that she cursed at her best friend. She wasn't cold-blooded, but at a time like this, as she watched the soil getting slippery and starting to slide off the slope, she was unwilling to sacrifice three lives in order to save the guard.
"Xuehui, he is Lu Xingzhi! He is my husband!" Jiang Yao's tears rolled down her cheeks like a broken pearl necklace. "Lu Xingzhi! Lu Xingzhi! Can you hear me? I'm coming for you! Please stay alive!"
At this moment, Jiang Yao finally realized the genuine feeling of fear. She was afraid that Lu Xingzhi's life would end at this very moment. She was afraid that she would lose the husband she had avoided for many years.
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Have you ever thought about how agile and strong a person could be?
You could survive without legs, you could survive without arms, and you could survive without half of your stomach and liver.
thought about how fragile a
of an eye, a living person has become a black and white
like that,
life,
sorry for your loss. He's gone now, he'll never come back." Wen Xuehui sobbed as she embraced Jiang Yao, who hadn't spoken a word for several days. She was so heartbroken to see the latter in such a state but she didn't know how
to start digging the mounds with their bare hands. If it weren't for the comrades who had arrived in time to pull them away,
cleared the muddy landslides and found the body of Jiang Yao's husband. On the very same night, the landslides took the lives of a guard, an old
The stormy night that was illuminated by thunder and lightning, the howling of the villages echoing across the car, and
to Jiang Yao, his eyes are blood-red. "In the box are the captain's medals, some certificates, and whatnot, and this is his uniform.