Then, he shoved her away, turned around, and hastened towards the helicopter.
But he paused after only two steps, standing completely still, slightly hunched over. No one understood what he was doing, then they saw him slowly squat down on the ground, as if he was repressing something...
Yan Fengchi: Oh no, don't tell me he's squatting down and crying?
Chenxing wiped her mouth with her hand, only to find it covered in blood. Did he bite himself?
She winced in pain.
Watching him crouch with his back to her, she noticed his palms slowly clenching. Yan Fengchi rushed and squatted beside him, whispering something. He seemed to shake his head, then stand up with Yan Fengchi's help, paused for a moment, pushed Yan Fengchi away, and walked towards the helicopter at a steady pace.
Ignoring the pain in her mouth, Chenxing had a bad gut feeling. Biting her lip, her body reacting before her mind, she chased after him and caught him just before he set foot on the helicopter.