Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Sang Qiao’s Heartfelt Answer: I Don’t Dislike It
By the ti Sang Shen rushed to the scene, the area had already been cordoned off, and the rescue team had begun their search and rescue operation.
He tried to step over the raised plastic tape that surrounded the scene but was stopped by one of the staff mbers.
“Sir, you can’t go in there, a second collapse could happen at any ti.”
“I need to go in and help look.” Sang Shen’s eyes were bloodshot, he shoved the staff mber, his tone stubborn, after all, he was a tall man with considerable strength.
He quickly broke free from the staff mber and entered the scene of the incident, where the snow was thicker than on the roads.
He bent over in the piles of snow, digging nonstop. It was incredibly difficult to find a person amidst such a vast expanse of white, especially since the snowdrifts were so high in this area.
Sang Shen’s frantic actions worried everyone present.
Soon, it wasn’t just one staff mber trying to stop him.
Sang Shen was almost carried out, he hoarsely shouted, “Let go of , my sister is still inside!”
“Sir, we understand your emotions, but searching like this won’t help you find anyone, and you might even put yourself in danger. Our rescue team is doing their utmost to search, could you please wait outside?”
“She’ll be okay, right? I haven’t had the chance to properly make ands to her.”
Sang Shen’s eyes were bloodshot, and large tears rolled down one by one.
The salty taste spread in his mouth, and despite the bone-chilling winter, he felt not a trace of cold.
“We will do our best to save her.”
“Alright.” Sang Shen, unable to break free at that mont, could only compromise for the ti being.
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The mont the sound of the avalanche stopped, Si Chenli finally released the tight hold he had on her.
Sang Qiao was sowhat moved internally. In such a dangerous situation, his first thought wasn’t to run for safety but to protect her; it would be a lie to say she wasn’t touched.
They didn’t know how long they had been at the rcy of the heavy snow.
Si Chenli’s back was half soaked, and his legs were even more so, buried under the snow.
“Your legs…” Sang Qiao’s gaze inadvertently fell on his legs, and her eyes beca slightly moist.
Ever since her brothers had eyes only for Sang Jiao, no one had protected her like this.
“It’s nothing.” Si Chenli reached out his fingertips to gently wipe the moisture from the corner of her eyes.
Sang Qiao looked up at the snow pile about four or five ters high, not daring to let him try to pull his legs out, fearing that any movent of the snow might cause it to collapse.
Then Si Chenli would be completely buried under the heavy snow.
But if they stayed like this, his legs could freeze, especially since he had previously injured his leg.
If she could think of that, Si Chenli naturally could as well.
The man’s eyes were gentle: “Stand back from , get away.”
“I can help by pressing down on the snow above your legs, that way it won’t collapse as easily,” Sang Qiao didn’t listen to him and instead squatted by his side.
She placed her hand, red from the cold, on the snow, knowing that it wouldn’t really do much.
“Be good, I’ll be okay.” Si Chenli endured the pain in his legs to comfort her.
Sang Qiao turned a deaf ear, touching the snow above his knee, “There’s still a gap here, try to pull your legs out.”
“Sang Qiao, don’t you dislike ? Why are you so afraid sothing will happen to ?”
The man chuckled softly, his tone feigning lightness, and didn’t move, even though his legs were so frozen they were nearly numb. His instinctive response was to consider himself only after she had retreated to a relatively safe location.
Sang Qiao lowered her eyes, her gaze still fixed on his legs.
At this mont, she thought to herself that she didn’t dislike it.
But presently, there was no room for other considerations. She moved her lips, “Don’t delay any longer. If you won’t move, then I’ll help you clear away the snow.”
Having said that, Sang Qiao began to dig away the snow surrounding his legs bit by bit.
Her hands were naturally pale, but now they were red from the cold and particularly conspicuous.
“Stop, I’ll do it.” Si Chenli’s large palm pressed on her small hand, stopping her from continuing.
Hearing that he was willing to move by himself, Sang Qiao obediently withdrew her hand, her eyes tensely focusing on him as he slowly and clumsily pulled out his legs.
Each ti he moved a little, the man would stop to observe the snow around his legs to ensure everything was stable before continuing.
By the ti he had pulled his legs out from the snow, his forehead was slightly sweating with cold sweat, and his pants were completely soaked; he sat without moving.
Sang Qiao guessed that his legs must have been so numb from the cold that he couldn’t feel them. She didn’t know how long the snow had been collapsing, or how long his legs had been buried.
All she knew was that, at that ti, she was well-protected, with the man’s warm body heat on her.
Sang Qiao looked up at him, “Can I carry you out? There’s a long way to go from here to the outside, and we don’t know how long it will take for the rescue team to find us. I promise, I will put you down when we see soone or are close to the outside so no one will see carrying you, okay?”
Towards the end, her voice couldn’t help but take on a nasal tone, fearing he would disagree.
Fearing sothing would happen to his legs.
“Lean on as we walk.” Si Chenli looked at her reddened eyes and his heart softened.
“Okay, let’s rub your legs first.” Sang Qiao nodded, intending to take off her coat to cover his legs.
“Keep it on, I’ll handle it.” The man prevented her from removing her coat even faster.
However, when Sang Qiao beca stubborn, he couldn’t stop her; the coat was quickly placed over his legs.
The girl’s soft hands massaged his numb legs, gradually warming them, and gradually he began to regain feeling in his legs.
Si Chenli looked down at her worried little face, her nose tip red from the cold, squatting so small by his side, but stubborn to the point of helplessness.
His heart was a complete ss, and after a while, he took her hand and slowly stood up, “I can walk now.”
“I’ll support you,” Sang Qiao also took his hand, stepping one footprint at a ti through the snow.
The road, after being ravaged by the heavy snow, was almost entirely obscured, with no clear direction, and they didn’t recognize the way back.
They could only walk at random, knowing that as soon as they erged from this expanse of white and could see houses, they would be able to get help.
If only they had carried their cell phones when they went out today, they could call directly now.
But no one could have anticipated such an event, so it was too late for everything.
Si Chenli’s pace was slow, and his steps lacked their usual stability; Sang Qiao could feel that his legs were a bit weak.
Occasionally, his weight pressed unintentionally onto her.
His breathing also beca slower, and Sang Qiao couldn’t help but worry. She spoke softly to persuade him, “Let carry you, and we can chat, okay? I’m really strong, you should know.”
The man was silent, looking at her. She barely knew how sweet and soft her voice was when she deliberately coaxed soone.
Those clear, earnest eyes were even more irresistible when pleading.
But before he could speak,
Sang Qiao had already bent down in front of him, reached out to hold his legs, and lifted him up on her back.
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