Yun Ran also met an especially pure and clean pair of eyes.
She looked like a well-protected child, pure and beautiful.
However, Yun Ran knew that when these eyes saw the tragic scene outside, they would no longer be so clean and pure.
Sometimes, growing up was just a moment.
"I didn't save you. You saved yourself. So, since you survived, you have to live well. Only by living can there be hope."
Yun Ran really rarely used this kind of chicken soup for the soul to comfort people, but now, she didn't know what else she could say.
"Where are my father and mother? Are they alright?" Huo Chanyi's eyes were filled with anxiety as she grabbed Yun Ran's hand and asked.
Yun Ran's expression was solemn and dark. With the tragic state outside just now, it probably wasn't good.
"I don't know if they're well or not. There are a total of seventy-eight corpses outside. Go and take a look for yourself."
