The next day, Cheng Su was leaving, and the children all cried, clinging to Cheng Su's legs, unwilling to let go.
"Aunt Su, don't go, don't abandon us, please," they pleaded.
Cheng Su cried too. Having lost a child herself, her heart had grown increasingly tender toward children, especially those orphaned by the disaster, so pitiable and alone.
If not for this catastrophe, they might have grown up pampered in their parents' arms.
But now, they had to rely on themselves.
The volunteers separated the children, coaxing them while urging Cheng Su to board the vehicle, knowing that if they didn't leave then, they might never be able to.
Cheng Su knew too. Once on board, it wasn't long before the vehicle started moving, the children's heartrending cries could be heard as they ran after them, only to be held back by the volunteers.
Cheng Su couldn't bear to look anymore and buried herself in Qi Taiguo's embrace, weeping uncontrollably.
