Huo Sining shook her head with a smile, "No need to thank me. In the face of a natural disaster, everyone is vulnerable. Those of us who are still alive are already very fortunate, so if I can help, I will absolutely not refuse."
The children, upon hearing Huo Sining's words, were somewhat taken aback. Watching Huo Sining turn to leave, someone suddenly summoned the courage to shout from behind her:
"The teacher was crushed under the rubble while saving us. She pushed us out, but she herself... Sister, can I... can I go with you to save people?"
Huo Sining halted in her steps and turned back to look at the tear-streaked faces of the children. They were seventeen or eighteen years old, just stepping from ignorance into maturity. These children, like newborn calves, looked at her with an undaunted gaze, their clear eyes filled with nothing but courage and reverence for life.
