1995, Her Plot (5)
The seven or eight heavy iron doors were pried open one by one by him using wooden sticks and iron rods.
The once elegant him was now covered in dust, his clothes dirty and torn.
By the time Yu Lingqian was prying open the last iron door, his heart had almost sunk to rock bottom.
Every time a door was opened, the strong chemical odor rushed out to meet him.
If someone were inside, they wouldn't be able to withstand it for more than a few hours.
"Mu Anran, Mu Anran, you're not allowed to die. If you die, I absolutely, absolutely won't let you off!"
Yu Lingqian forcefully slammed into the heavy iron door again and again.
In the darkness, Mu Anran only felt the air becoming increasingly thin.
Ever since she came in, that pungent smell nearly suffocated her.
Now, it was completely dark outside.
She had no energy left, yet she was still holding onto that pot of chicken soup.
The pitch-blackness made her lose the ability to move entirely.
