He was more outstanding than most.
Nian Xi blamed herself for not realizing that earlier. She looked at his face that was red under the fire's glow and for the first time understood that he had always been her most stalwart supporter.
Finally, they landed on the ground. Jiao Yuning stumbled to steady himself. Sweat was streaming down his forehead; his hands were covered in blood.
"Let me see your hands," said Nian Xi. Then she immediately cradled them in hers.
Jiang Yuning pulled his hands away, then took off his coat to separate himself from Nian Xi.
"Go, go and catch him," he said, gasping for breath.
"Be careful!" Nian Xi was worried sick about him. But letting Yang Wenzhi escape would be worse. "Call the police! Call the fire department!" she shouted.
Then she darted to the gate of the building.
