He bent his lips lightly and closed his eyes again. He was so tired. There was still some yellow sand on his face and hair, not to mention the clothes on his neck.

Song Ran was a little worried: "Are you injured?"

"No." Li Zan opened his eyes hard, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, and smiled, "I haven't slept since yesterday and now, and I'm a little tired."

Song Ran was silent.

Not only is it not just not sleeping, but also the continuous and high-intensity work that consumes energy and physical energy under high temperatures.

She took out a bottle of water from her bag and gave it to him: "Here."

"Thank you." He took it and unscrew it, tilted his head and rumbled a few times, and drank a bottle of water.

"I'm so busy that I don't have time to drink water and eat, are you?"

He smiled and said that his lips were dry and slightly white.

The gunfire sounds are getting less and less at the end of the road, so it should be that the situation is being controlled.

In the middle of the street, after the explosion, the burlap bags of sandbags were still burning everywhere.

Song Ran looked at the fire jumping on the street and suddenly said, "I thought you would die just now."

"Yeah?"

"Well." Song Ran said, "Then my camera witnessed the birth of the martyr."

Li Zan suddenly chuckled, revealing her neat white teeth: "I'm sorry. I've lost you a great opportunity."

Song Ran really wanted to glar at him, but she held back.

She picked up the camera strap and asked, "You rescued him in the last second. But if you can't save him in the last second, will you give up on him?"

"I don't know." Li Zan leaned his head against the wall, and unscrewed the mineral water bottle cap in his hand and twisted it up again. "No one knows it until that moment. Maybe he gave up, it's all his energy."

"But I think it's already amazing even if you give up at the end. Just like last time in Garo City, you jumped into the car with bombs. I felt that..." She grabbed her finger lightly, raised her eyes and looked straight into his eyes, "It's rare to see such selfless people."

Li Zanyuan listened quietly, and when he heard the last sentence, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "No, that's the responsibility. Besides, even if it's not for the task, or for ordinary people, everyone will be the same."

Song Ran felt that he was humble, but heard him say: "I think people have instinctive kindness in their bones. When encountering critical situations, there will always be someone showing this kindness. You are a reporter from the Social Channel and you should have seen a lot of such things in your life."

Song Ran thought for a moment: "There are many. Do you do news? You often see the moments of ordinary people becoming heroes, but there are also many malicious times."

"Maybe as some people say, the world is conserved by good and evil." He leaned against the wall, his voice was hoarse due to fatigue, but his expression was peaceful and peaceful. "But it's still pretty good, at least there's goodness; there's still half."

Song Ran looked at him and for a moment seemed to see his heart through his bright pupils, which was very clear. She was hit by some warm and beautiful force without any warning.

At that moment, she was very sure that she heard a voice in her heart: Ah Zan, you...

But she didn't say the voice out, as if she had hidden a secret.

Just like the scene at this moment, it will be a secret that belongs only to him and her - the streets are full of war, and he and she sit on the porch of other people's houses chatting.

He closed his eyes for a while and suddenly asked again, "Is the one you live in safe?"

“Safe.”

"There is a curfew starting today, so don't come out tonight."

"Yeah." She nodded.

"But..." he thought about it, but said, "If you want to understand the living conditions of young people in this city, you can go to a bar called dreaming."

Song Ran was surprised: "The bar is still open now?"

"Yes." Li Zan glanced at Sasin not far away and said, "You should find a local reporter and not be alone. Pay attention to safety."

"I know."

The gunfire sounded at the end of the road for a long time. Li Zan stuck his head out of the porch and took a look. The small gunfight was over. Benjamin and the others killed more than a dozen terrorists and were counting the number. His movement touched his sleeves.

Song Ran stared at his cuffs and pointed: "...your rope."

Li Zan looked down and saw that the red rope on his wrist was broken and it was not enough to fall off when he was clamped into his sleeve.

"It actually broke." He pulled the rope off and said.

Song Ran thought for a moment and asked, "Have you worn it for a long time?"

"It's been two years."

That was given by relatives and friends. Song Ran didn't ask about the origin, but just said: "I think maybe it really blocks the disaster for you."

Li Zan thought about it and said, "It's possible."

Song Ran said: "So you should get a new safety rope and put it on."

Li Zan played with the rope and said, "I really don't know where this rope was made."

Song Ran said casually: "I know. I will buy one for you then."

Li Zan looked at her.

She also looked at him with a calm expression and a thumping heartbeat.

A second later, he said, "Okay."

She pursed her lips: "How big are you wearing? How thick are your wrists?"

Li Zan rolled up her sleeves, took off her combat gloves, and showed them to her.

Song Ran stared at his wrist and carefully looked at it for a few seconds, but found that there was no solution.

Li Zan was funny and said, "Do you want to measure it?"

Song Ran felt a little excited, and somehow he thought, and he bravely reached over, took his thumb and index finger and circled it around his wrist.

Li Zan was gently circled by her wrists and said nothing.

Only then did Song Ranyuguang see him holding the red rope in his right hand. He originally wanted her to take the rope to measure it. Her face became hot, and she could only bite the bullet and pretend not to know.

She withdrew her hand and embarrassedly took the thumb and index finger of her right hand stuck to the length of the 1.5 knuckle of the left index finger, and showed him the strokes, saying, "Hey, that's so thick."

Li Zan looked at his hands, then looked at her hands, and said, "I see that your hands are quite thin. I guess one hand can be rounded over, and there is still the rest."

Song Ran pulled her sleeve and looked: "How is it possible..."

Li Zan circled her wrist with two fingers and pressed her thumb against the second joint of the index finger.

Song Ran felt "woo~~" in her heart.

He had already let go of his hand and circled his fingers to show her: "Here, that's a little." After saying that, he took a look at it, but he didn't believe it: "It's so thin?"

"Maybe your fingers are longer." Song Ran blushed slightly and said calmly. But his heart was about to pop out of his throat, and he endured it very hard.

At this time, Benjamin and the others walked back from the other end, as if they were going to gather.

When Song Ran saw it, he asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes." Li Zan stood up, patted the yellow sand on his hair, turned his head to look at her, and reminded him: "Be careful."

Song Ran nodded: "So too."

Li Zan walked down the steps to meet with his teammates.

Benjamin and his group stood not far away, holding guns on their backs, and smirking at Li Zan.

Sasin was also calling Song Ran, and she put away her things and prepared to leave.

Li Zan walked off the road, picked up the military bag he had thrown on the side of the road, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and called out: "Reporter Song!"

"Eh?" Song Ran stopped and looked back at him.

He bent over and took things into the pocket on the outside of his trouser legs, and trotted towards her. He took out a ball wrapped in a napkin and handed it to her. His smile seemed a little shy and he whispered, "For you."

When he said this, his eyes were as bright as stars.

Song Ran took it and said "Oh".

He smiled and turned around and ran down the road steps.

Benjamin and the others blew coquettishly in the distance.

Song Ran didn't know why, so he opened the napkin and saw that it was a fresh red apple, which seemed to be a variety of American snake fruit. A small piece on the apple was softened due to the impact. I don't know how long it took... to hold it in my pocket.

She looked up at the streets, and the sky was blue; after the explosion, people gradually came and went on the streets, and Li Zan and Benjamin had already walked away.
Chapter completed!