The moon was high in the sky.
The three of them, six hands.
They tirelessly turned over a third of Anna Hotel's ruins, unearthing six bodies, four of which belonged to Andana's people.
And the last one they found, clad in the distinctive stripes of hospital pajamas, frail and thin, was trapped under a broken wall, bloodied and indistinct.
"Qin Sen, help us…" Lu Fengxuan, gasping for breath, called Qin Sen over.
Her fingertips were smeared with blood, numb from the pain.
Just now, she and Anna had tried to pull the trapped person out for a long time with no movement, so they had to call Qin Sen for help.
Anna, upon seeing the person's hand, cried incessantly, like a small crazed animal, frantically digging through steel and bricks, then wrapped her arms around the person and sobbed.
"Daddy, daddy… I'm Anna… Daddy, I found you, let's go home…"
