Li Sicheng gasped, cautiously grasped the branch, and whispered, "Remove the child's seat belt, lift her up and hand her over to me."
Su Qianci heard this voice and was slightly stunned. Looking at him incredulously, she wanted to see through the pair of sunglasses and look at his eyes.
It's him?
It's him!
This voice, familiar to the bones, had followed her for two lifetimes. Over the years, it had been echoing in her dreams and memories, so clear and so familiar.
Really, it really is him!
Su Qianci forgot to breathe for a moment. She did not dare to move or touch him. In case when she reached out, he would be gone.
"Now! We have time!" Li Sicheng whispered, there was quiet fear in his voice. "Move little by little, and calm down."
Hearing this voice again, Su Qianci's mind was blank. She could only have one thought: it was him, it was him! He came, he came to save them!
