Chapter 25: The Nineteenth Cycle of Time
When I was awake again, I was once again back to the moment when the older woman was walking to her seat with the pressure cooker in her arms.
Li Shiqing reflexively covered her neck the next moment she saw the older woman, and a violent gasp sounded in her throat as if a broken bellows was being pulled, unable to breathe properly at all.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's all in the past."
Xiao Heyun, who had also experienced this near-death agony, knew from the first glance that the pain from the last time was still with her, and heartily took the little girl into his arms, stroking her back while gently reassuring her.
"And I'm still here, we're all here."
Poor Li Shiqing, she was just an ordinary college girl who had been brought up to "improve with others", and the most violent arguments she had ever encountered were just a few verbal arguments between classmates.
She had thought that being bombed non-stop was the limit of what she could encounter, but she didn't think there was anything more frightening.
"Too, too fierce ......"
I was so scared that I couldn't shed a tear.