Mo Lihua also remembers begging but was just ignored as the gunshots continued. The more she remembers, the more her erratic her breathing becomes.
'Stop! Stop thinking!' Mo Lihua tried to change her thoughts to something else, anything else, but she failed. 'Why now?!'
Then Mo Lihua heard Rita asked worriedly from the other line, "Young Miss are you listening?" but she was too deep in her memories to even respond properly to the maid.
'No! No!' She screamed inside her head, fighting as more memories floated to the surface.
"Young Miss?! Young Miss?! What is going on with you?!" Rita exclaimed as she cried again with worry.
Mo Lihua's hands started to shake uncontrollably, causing her to drop her phone on her feet, making her begin to return to her senses.
She immediately grabbed her bag and removed all its content, specifically looking for her pen.
