"Everyone saw the helicopter had arrived and knew... Mr. President was leaving, so they wanted to co and bid him farewell."
"..."
Tang Xiaohua glanced at the suffering people gathered here, and from their faces marked with despair and sadness, she could still find a trace of respect.
Sohow, she was moved...
Wen Nian had truly won the hearts of the people with his actions.
She had no right to question him... even though she held many prejudices against him.
"Can I ask you a question?"
It was sothing she had been curious about.
Little did she know, the man smiled knowingly, "You want to ask what exactly Mr. President whispered in my ear, right?"
"..."
"Don’t be surprised, those dia journalists have all asked that."
"Then you..."
"I didn’t say."
The man said indifferently.
Tang Xiaohua thought she probably wouldn’t get it out of him, and said, "If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine. Um... I hope you can pull yourself together."
She couldn’t bring herself to say more comforting words.
She even felt she was too indifferent about the earthquake.
There was grief, sorrow, compassion, emotions, and the frantic desire to save lives and help any possible survivor...
But it was all just for a mont, all too faint...
Especially when she saw the troops and kind-hearted civilians participating in the rescue, she felt even colder.
But... she couldn’t help it, she also wanted to show the sa level of compassion, extre sadness as any soldier facing a disaster might show, but she couldn’t...
The only thing she did show was nausea and vomiting, and Wen Nian and others thought she couldn’t stand the bloody scene.
But only she knew, in that mont she thought of Wen Nian’s actions, of his despicableness and hypocrisy!
She’d seen enough of the world’s warmth and coldness throughout her life, and not even the dearest loved ones would truly suffer for your existence or passing, how could strangers feel such sorrow?
Often it was just an act, often just hypocrisy...
Fortunes change overnight, and life and death parting is just another scene in the eyes of others.
She turned to leave—
"Mr. President said that he too had lost soone he loved three years ago, so he understands, and that’s why he can’t utter comforting words, just as no one could say anything that would comfort him, unless... it was to regain what was lost."
"..."
Tang Xiaohua paused.
"Thank you, Mr. President! Thank you, Mr. President!..."
Right then, Wen Nian erged from the tent, supported by Qu Yu.
As he appeared, the crowds started expressing their gratitude and admiration...
Wen Nian was also startled but quickly had everyone helped up.
He told everyone, "The disaster will surely pass, and the governnt will help everyone rebuild their hos, so I hope everyone who survives brings their spirits up!"
"Thank you... Thank you, Mr. President..."
"Tang Xiaohua!"
While Wen Nian was greeting the people, Qu Yu’s gaze landed on Tang Xiaohua, who looked strangely bizarre, her gaze dull yet complex, then he called out to her,
"Let’s go!"
"...Yes!"
Tang Xiaohua hastily walked to Wen Nian’s side and escorted him onto the helicopter.
They left the disaster area... and upon reaching Dongheng’s military airport, took the President’s plane back to Anlin.
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