Chapter 699 - He’s Crying (1/2)
The people outside were reveling on their newfound life, but it was still smoke and debris within the building.
Xia Ruoxin felt a cutting pain in her throat. She squatted down. For the first time, she was this close to death. It was practically inches away from her.
The twenty-plus years of her life flashed before her eyes.
The little big brother underneath the tree who said that he wanted to marry her. The Chu Lui who forgot about her when he grew up. Gao Yi, the man who said that he would take care of her for the rest of her life. Who else? She could not recall.
In the depths of her memory, etched in her heart were these two men. One she was eternally indebted to; the other she had let down.
She buried her face in her legs. In this instant, tears had already flooded her face.
If there were unending dreams, she’d dream…
She’d travel all the roads, should they never end…
She’d go after love, if love never changed…
The police had put up a barrier outside as shell-shocked customers were rescued from the mall. There was joy in their newfound survival alongside the cries, but fear was still very much present.
The barrier and first-aid vehicles separated the crowd. Smoke escaped from the mall towards the sky.
Chu Lui parked the car without caring if he had crossed the line. There was throbbing in his head, and he could not think.
There was a puddle of sweat in his dry hands. He looked up. There was a thick cloud of smoke, and his eyes almost hurt from the smoke.
He paused a little, his legs turning weak.
He crossed the barrier and was about to take a step forward when the firefighter stopped him.
“Sorry, sir, please step behind.”
“Step behind?” Chu Lui laughed coldly. “My wife and child are still in there. You’re asking me to step behind? How can I do that?”
He looked like a panther ready to strike and kill his prey, just as he was known in the business circle. The firefighter took a step back in fear, shocked beyond response; but there was a sudden change in the man.
Chu Lui’s pupils dilated as he looked towards the crowd.
He hurried over. At this point, a firefighter was still consoling a wailing child. She was about three or four and looked really pretty and cute. She was small, and the people’s heart ached for them as she asked for her mother. However, no one knew who her mother was.
The firefighters did not know how to deal with the crying child. They showed no fear when fighting fires, but the small child terrified them.
He felt the child lifted from his arms, and he paused. The crying child that he had been holding was in the arms of a tall man.