Upon seeing Shen Mosheng, she was determined to tell him loudly.
How much she loved Shen Mosheng.
"Danger!" Years of firefighting experience gave Shen Xinghan a sense of danger that was beyond ordinary.
He quickly pulled Han Yingying and the others down with him.
Just then, with a loud bang, the previously immovable pile of mud and rocks exploded, sending stones flying everywhere.
It took a while before everything finally settled down.
Han Yingying shook her head, shaking off the mud on her body, and patted her throbbing head to try to clear it.
Yet she heard a hoarse and excited, "Yingying."
She thought it was an auditory hallucination and dared not move.
But then, another "Yingying" reached her, carrying a familiar scent.
Han Yingying suddenly looked up, her eyes blurred with tears; she couldn't see clearly who the person in the distance was.
But she knew, it was Shen Mosheng, the Shen Mosheng she had always firmly believed was still alive.
