He's Still a Child

The sky was fiery red, and more than half of Silken City was illuminated. For a moment, the ground shook, and the deafening sound frightened children to tears.

Song Hai was not in the mood to appreciate the fire clouds and fireworks. His face was pale as he said, "If this f*cking exploded on the ground, we would all be finished."

"I won't be finished."

Song Shi looked at the fire clouds that filled the sky and sighed, "An explosion does have a different kind of beauty indeed. It looks very satisfying."

"I can't appreciate it. It's better to admire a real beauty's charm and skills."

Song Hai took a deep breath, "I need gentle comfort to relieve the pressure in my heart."

"What are you thinking about? There are still troubles that haven't been resolved."

Song Shi lowered his head and looked at a wall in the distance. "Do you want to come out yourself, or do you want me to beat you into meat paste and bury you there?"