Amidst the raging war in a foreign country, there was a thick smoke billowing into the sky not far away. The thick smoke and the sunset complemented each other perfectly. Qiong Ying didn't know how to describe the feeling in her heart at this moment.
How could I, who lived in a peaceful era and walked in libraries and classrooms every day, imagine that there was a world outside of peace that was under bombardment at all times?
"Miss Fu, are you okay?"
Needing to find that the people around her looked pale, she pulled her back and returned to the way they came. This road was no longer feasible, and they had to find a new path to avoid the fire of war.
"I, I'm not very good." She found that she couldn't maintain her composure, and a biting chill penetrated from the surface of her body into her bones. The reason was that she just saw a teenage woman not far away.
The child was lying bloody under a power pole, with bulging eyes, as if questioning something.
Qiongying was frightened and her steps became weak.
Poison couldn't understand her state of facing a dead person for the first time. She was confused for a few seconds: "Miss Fu, are you injured or weak? It's not safe here. We must leave here as soon as possible."
"Okay." Qiongying gritted her teeth tightly, and then tried hard to regulate her breathing: "I can keep up."
But as soon as I ran out of the alley, I found that the previously quiet street was now in chaos. Several women were holding children, and the children were crying in their arms. There was thick smoke billowing on the street, a car exploded, and a fire was burning.
.
"Miss Fu, we can't stay here, we have to leave quickly." Poison took her wrist, pointed in one direction, and pulled her to run. The streets were full of people running around, they were like rootless duckweeds.