Survival in the Class: I'm the Only Boy on the Bus

More than two minutes had passed between the collapse of the office building and Xiang Xiaonan waking up.

Wang Jinchuan had already lost 40% of his blood, and although he should have been losing consciousness, he stubbornly held on until Xiang Xiaonan woke up.

When Xiang Xiaonan saw that Wang Jinchuan was silent, she kept calling out Wang Jinchuan's name in fear.

As a female firefighter, Xiang Xiaonan has always been very strong, even stronger than the boys.

No matter how tiring the training was, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

Even on the day her mother passed away, she held back her tears at the funeral.

But Wang Jinchuan remained silent, and Xiang Xiaonan's strong defenses crumbled.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Xiang Xiaonan patted Wang Jinchuan with her hand while choking back tears and cried out:

"Jinchuan, wake up! Aren't you supposed to be saving your brother?! Wang Jinchuan!"

"I saved you because I'm a firefighter, who the hell wants you to pay me back! I don't want you to pay me back! At least not this time!"

"Wang Jinchuan! You...you like me, don't you? Weren't you already planning to propose to me? Didn't the team change our rest day next week to Saturday? The captain and the others also cooperated with you to make a lot of preparations. Do you think I couldn't guess?"

"Wang Jinchuan! I promise you! Open your eyes and look at me, I promise you, I really promise you!"

"Please don't die! I don't want you to die! I don't want to..."

While shouting Wang Jinchuan's name, Xiang Xiaonan grabbed the rubble next to her and desperately smashed it against the steel bars, even though the sharp rubble pierced her palms.

Clang clang clang—!

Xiang Xiaonan shouted as she pounded on the door:

"Anmin! Jichuan! Come quick!! Jinchuan is dying!"

The rain outside the ruins was getting heavier.

Upon hearing the faint knocking sound, Li Anmin and Zhou Jichuan immediately followed the sound and frantically pried away the broken bricks and cement blocks pressing down on them.

Many teachers also braved the aftershocks to come and help.

...

Wang Jinchuan and Xiang Xiaonan were rescued.

Fortunately, Xiang Xiaonan and Wang Jinchuan were not buried very deep in the rubble.

Unfortunately, by the time Li Anmin and Zhou Jichuan moved the floorboards together, Wang Jinchuan had already been gone for a while.

His fingers dug into the cracks in the gravel, impossible to pry open, as if welded there, maintaining the final posture of protecting Xiang Xiaonan.

Li Anmin and Zhou Jichuan, two tall men, with red eyes, used a lot of effort to gently pry open his stiff fingers one by one before they were able to rescue Xiang Xiaonan from the rubble.

After being rescued, Xiang Xiaonan sat blankly on the rain-soaked cement ground of the playground.

Rainwater pelted her, washing away the blood on her dark blue clothes, which pooled into pale red puddles beneath her.

She was lucky; she only suffered abrasions to her arms and thighs from the cement bricks.

Li Anmin knelt on one knee beside Xiang Xiaonan, carefully cleaning the mud and pebbles from her wound.

When a cotton swab is used to clean a wound, dirt and gravel are brought out, which should theoretically be very painful.

Xiang Xiaonan remained silent, sitting there with her eyes fixed on Wang Jinchuan, who was covered by a white sheet.

Through the white cloth, one could see that Wang Jinchuan's body was severely compressed and deformed by the heavy cement slab, especially his lower body, which was no longer recognizable as a pair of legs.

To avoid causing panic among students and teachers due to excessive bloodshed, Zhou Jichuan covered Wang Jinchuan's body with a white cloth, which was quickly stained red.

Xiang Xiaonan stared intently at Wang Jinchuan's facial features under the white sheet, completely ignoring the pain Li Anmin felt while cleaning her wounds.

Raindrops gently fell on the white cloth covering Wang Jinchuan, staining it with a touch of gray-black.

After her wounds were cleaned and bandaged, Xiang Xiaonan stood up, supporting herself on the wet cement floor with her right hand.

When Xiang Xiaonan stood up, her body swayed slightly.

Li Anmin tried to reach out to help her, but she shook her head and refused.

Li Anmin and Zhou Jichuan stood next to Xiang Xiaonan respectively.

Xiang Xiaonan tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes. Looking at Wang Jinchuan covered by a white sheet, she bit her lower lip hard until she tasted blood.

The boy who was a year older than her, but had called her "Sister Xiaonan" for two years, is gone.

She looked at Wang Jinchuan, whom she always scolded for not working hard enough during training.

Looking at Wang Jinchuan, who was always at the forefront in the fire, yet seemed like a naive young man in front of her.

She looked at Wang Jinchuan, who had bought a ring and was planning to propose to her during his vacation next week.

Xiang Xiaonan took a deep breath, stood up straight, quickly raised her right hand, brought her fingertips together, and gave Wang Jinchuan a crisp military salute.

Li Anmin and Zhou Jichuan stood on either side of her, raising their hands in salute.

Three figures in dark blue stood like three steadfast monuments in the rain.

Seeing this, the students and teachers around stood up and saluted Wang Jinchuan.

Students who couldn't stand up either sat or lay down, all facing Wang Jinchuan and trying their best to raise their hands to their temples.

Many of the students rescued by Wang Jinchuan saluted him while choking back tears, which streamed down their faces with the rain, splashing up droplets of water.

This is how this scene came about.

In the misty rain, many people saluted the white cloth in the center of the playground.

At that moment, a gentle breeze happened to brush against the red flag on the flagpole.

The red flag slowly unfurled in the rain, swaying gently.

After saluting.

Xiang Xiaonan tilted her head back, caught a handful of rainwater in her hands, splashed it on her face, and then wiped away the tears and dust on her face with her sleeve.

She bent down to pick up the crowbar from the ground and continued walking towards the ruins.

The wound on my palm had just been bandaged, but blood seeped out as soon as I gripped the handle of the stick, leaving a red stain on the white gauze.

Even though her muscles were aching terribly all over.

Even though her wound was soaked by the rain and caused a stinging pain.

She walked towards the ruins without hesitation, walking faster and faster until she even started jogging.

As Xiang Xiaonan walked, she silently recited in her heart:

"Save as many as possible! Save the ones from Jinchuan too!"

At that moment, all the surviving teachers and students of Chuanbei Middle School watched Xiang Xiaonan's retreating figure in tacit agreement.

This female firefighter, who had just been buried by the rubble and lost her comrades, was able to step back onto the rubble without hesitation.

Behind her were the surviving teachers and students of Chuanbei Middle School, and in front of her were piles of cement brick and tile ruins.

Her figure appeared so small in front of the ruins, yet so resilient.

Li Anmin picked up a crowbar and walked towards the ruins.

Zhou Jichuan squatted on the ground, bandaging the thigh of a student whose leg had been pierced by a steel bar.

He didn't even look up at Li Anmin as he left, but said indifferently:

"Protect her. Jin Chuan risked his life to save her. I don't want to be unable to face Jin Chuan when I get down there."

Zhou Jichuan naturally knew that Wang Jinchuan was going to propose to Xiang Xiaonan.

In his view, everyone in the team except Xiang Xiaonan knew about it and was helping with the planning.

But Xiang Xiaonan actually knew, but she deliberately didn't expose it, waiting for that day to come.

But that day may never come...

After hearing Zhou Jichuan's instructions, Li Anmin did not answer Zhou Jichuan's words. With his back to Zhou Jichuan, he walked towards the ruins, raising his right hand and waving it casually.

Sometimes, brothers don't need to say too much.

One action is enough.

The rain grew heavier, and aftershocks were heard from time to time, though they had become much smaller.

Xiang Xiaonan continued to risk her life and returned to the ruins.

She went wherever there were cries for help.

Despite the pain in her fingers and palms, Xiang Xiaonan moved the cement slabs and rescued students from the ruins. After handing them over to the teachers who came to meet her, she immediately turned around and stepped back onto the ruins.

One by one, the students were rescued by Xiang Xiaonan.

The teachers and students on the playground stared blankly as the female firefighter carried students down from the rubble.

Their eyes were full of respect.

Many students have also developed the idea that they want to become firefighters when they grow up, just like this female firefighter!

Every time Xiang Xiaonan saved a student, she would mutter this sentence:

"Save one more!"

"Let me save one more!"

After finishing her prayers, she continued her journey through the ruins to rescue another student.

Many students rescued by Xiang Xiaonan, watching her rush back towards the ruins in the rain, all had the same thought in their minds:

"God may not be able to save me, but this firefighter sister can!"