Fortunately, Tank Coffee Shop had escaped the disaster unscathed.
Looking at the intact shop and the apartment building above it, Miss Yaohua felt that her legs no longer hurt—her life was still intact.
Perhaps after this disaster, her property might even appreciate in value...
"I can't hear any more explosions." Ye Qiu watched the news on his phone. "It seems they've already subdued the terrorists causing the destruction..."
Yaohua had already opened the shop door. She glanced back at Ye Qiu, hesitated briefly, and said, "You... why don't you come in and hide for a while? There might still be escaped thugs or something."
It was probably out of gratitude for him escorting her all this way... Yaohua thought to herself.
"Oh... All right. I probably should hide for a while." Ye Qiu nodded.
When the café door closed again, the enclosed space seemed to provide much more of a sense of safety. Only then did Miss Yaohua realize that most of her clothes were soaked through.
"Ye Qiu, take whatever you like to drink from the fridge. I'll go upstairs and change clothes first. If you're hungry, you can also take some pastries from the cabinet. They were all made this morning..."
Her voice gradually faded. Ye Qiu stared blankly at the staircase leading upstairs and muttered, "I didn't expect to meet her again even after ten years. Should I tell her...?"
Something seemed to flash past behind him.
Ye Qiu instinctively turned around... Aside from the neatly arranged tables and chairs, there was nothing else in the shop. He took a deep breath, turned on his phone's flashlight, and slowly walked over.
Dropping down... in front of an elementary school—Jingjing's elementary school.
Officer Lin had seen it in an album on Pingjing's phone: a group photo