From behind, Zhenzhen clung to her father's clothes, looking all around. Her once pretty and adorable face was streaked with tears, and her eyes were red and swollen, clearly from crying for a long time.
"Wuu, it's all my fault. If it weren't for my wanting to see the lanterns, Sister wouldn't have gone missing. Wuu!"
Xin Er was full of self-reproach, wishing she could slap herself hard several times.
"Don't cry anymore. Sister Yan is such a good person; heaven will protect her. Maybe she was swept away by the crowd, and perhaps she's also looking for us right now!"
Liyan hugged Xin Er's shoulders, comforting her in a gentle voice, but her eyes, red and swollen, carried deep worry.
At that moment, Lizhong hurried over from not far away and urgently said to Mo Qingze, "Qingze, a government officer just said that many who have been separated are at the inn ahead. Let's go there to have a look; Yanyan might be there."
