Not understanding what love was, Ma Xiao-Er had never felt this unspeakable feeling in her heart before, it was rising up from within. Tightening, like her heart was being squeezed, she wasn’t able to breathe. Looking at him, watching as he became a madman, just calling out for Wang Yi-An’s name over and over again.
The entire lobby of the ground floor was filled with dust and smoke from the fallen ceiling of the second floor. The place was covered with broken drywall that were semi-burnt, among the fallen debris were music sheets that were burnt only around the edges. The two of them can make it to the exit through the main entrance without having to go through all that mess. But Liu Shun-Feng headed inward, and he moved in deeper into the smoke.