Just as Feng Sheng finished asking, Wei Zhitong wanted to say,'Yes!'
It was raining so heavily, and there was lightning and thunder. Everyone in their class had to go back early.
It would be best if they could take a helicopter back.
However, she did not know Feng Sheng. Feng Sheng seemed to be asking about Su Fan, so she did not dare to say anything. However, in order to express her sincere and urgent feelings, she nodded repeatedly. She did not know if Feng Sheng saw it.
Su Fan looked at Feng Sheng's right hand, which was holding the flashlight, and he could not help but clench his fist.
At that moment, he looked at Feng Sheng through the rain, who was fearless and standing proudly in front of him. He suddenly remembered the phone call that morning.
It was the phone call that he heard Luo Yangyang's soft voice.
That was the last memory he wanted to recall in his life.
"No need." Su Fan was still looking at Feng Sheng calmly.