After speaking, the soldier turned around and saw the beautiful young lady crying.
"Liar." An Rao squatted on the ground, her tears falling.
"Miss, my condolences. This place hasn't been cleaned up yet. Why don't you sit by the side for a while?" Seeing that An Rao was crying so sadly, even the soldiers could not stand it anymore and they comforted her.
However, An Rao was extremely sad and could not listen to anyone else.
Soon, the soldiers had a mission and left. An Rao looked at the debris on the ground alone.
She had only known Bo Xiao for a short while, but now, An Rao truly felt as if the entire world had collapsed.
An Rao sat there alone and cried for a long time.
"Why are you so sad? Are you afraid of being a widow?" Bo Xiao's smiling voice suddenly sounded.
An Rao was stunned and thought that she had heard wrong.
"An Rao, I'm fine."
