"Gu Beihuai, have you fallen for me?"
Tang Chuxia's sudden question caught Gu Beihuai off guard, causing him to loosen his grip.
"Focus on saving lives, don't think about anything else!"
His voice was elusive, hard to grasp clearly, yet Tang Chuxia sensed his nervousness.
Her nerves, which had just been bombarded, reconnected, and knowing well that Gu Beihuai didn't like her, she still said, "I know you're shy!"
After speaking, she got back to work, no longer teasing Gu Beihuai.
Gu Beihuai continued moving stones without answering, seeming to silently agree.
Another night passed, with constant busy work, digging out people from the ruins, some alive, some dead.
People on the scene were numb, not indifferent, but overwhelmed; the sights of blood and bodies no longer shocked them.
Tang Chuxia mechanically followed orders, hoping to do a little more, perhaps there was a vibrant life beneath.