Back in the police car, Xia Mutong started the engine and drove the vehicle straight out. As the police car moved forward, the wire was immediately pulled taut, forming a forty-five-degree angle.
"Ling Chen, that building is collapsing."
Hearing Zhu Xiaozhu's voice coming from behind, Ling Chen turned his head to look, only to see the building next to them already tilting, slowly falling toward their building.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen held Zhu Xiaozhu's body with one hand, securing her firmly on his back.
"Are you ready?"
Zhu Xiaozhu replied softly, wrapping her arms around Ling Chen's neck, burying her head on his shoulder, and said in a voice only Ling Chen could hear: "If today is destined to be our end, I won't regret it, at least... I have you by my side." With that, Zhu Xiaozhu leaned in and pressed her lips against Ling Chen's cheek.
