"If that's the case, why should we protect them?" Qingzi looked up at Lin Chuan, her pitch-black eyes like the dazzling stars in the night sky, yet filled with confusion.
"What we are protecting is not them." Lin Chuan smiled and said: "What we are protecting is the dignity of this country, the dignity of this nation."
"I don't understand." Qingzi shook her head and said: "But, I... I will help you!"
Quietly, Qingzi leaned her head on Lin Chuan's chest, feeling his heartbeat, feeling the warmth from his body. That warmth continuously heated her gradually cooling heart. At that moment, Qingzi suddenly felt that Lin Chuan's shoulders were so broad, his chest so strong and warm. After more than twenty years, it seemed like the first time she felt such a warm embrace. Or perhaps, this was the first time in her life she felt so secure.
"Kill her, kill her!"
The villagers' shouts of excitement grew louder, and more and more people joined in.
