Soon, the wall behind collapsed. If Song Ze hadn't moved quickly, she would have been crushed underneath.
"If I had died, I would have made sure to drag you down with me," Ye Ranran clutched Song Ze's hand behind her back.
He would not let her go, and she did not wish to make it easy for him.
"Perfect, it's lonely on the road to hell, so you might as well join me," Song Ze yanked, and Ye Ranran's body plummeted downwards.
Together, they reached the sewer.
A stench instantly assaulted them.
"Damn it, why did you bring me to a place like this?" Ye Ranran covered her nose and mouth.
Even if she wasn't a clean freak, she couldn't stand this smell, right?
"Do you know how many people were up there? If we hadn't left quickly, you..." Song Ze hadn't finished speaking when a stone fell from above, landing right next to Ye Ranran's foot.
Unfortunately, Ye Ranran's toes were crushed.
She winced in pain.
Song Ze didn't care whether she was in pain or not; he pulled her forward.
