When he uttered the word "huhu," he seemed extremely embarrassed, as if those two words were particularly difficult to say.
Ni Jingxi was taken aback.
Whew...
A slight smile finally appeared on her face as she raised her hand to his mouth and said softly, "Mmm, I want to breathe."
Huo Shenyan seemed to sigh, and finally lowered his head helplessly.
Finally, he gently blew on her palm, the warm breath sliding across her hand.
It felt as if the wind had truly blown away all the unbearable soreness.
Ni Jingxi was already satisfied, but to her surprise, the man in front of her raised his head with a helpless yet doting expression: "Want to sleep some more?"
*
Water is scarce in the Middle East, and Lebanon is no exception. Fortunately, the place where Ni Jingxi lives is not bad, at least it can provide hot water every day.
After treating the wound on her hand, she still went to take a shower.
After she entered the bathroom and took off her clothes, she realized that the injuries were not limited to her hands.
The blood on both knees had already dried, probably from the fall when they collapsed.
Ni Jingxi sighed and carefully turned on the hot water shower. As the hot water poured over her, the unpleasant smell on her body seemed to finally dissipate.
She let out a comfortable sigh and closed her eyes, but the image of the explosion flashed through her mind again the next second.
With a loud bang, she had never heard such a loud noise before.
It was as if they were going to destroy the whole world.
The call was abruptly cut off, and a loud bang was heard outside the next second.
Huo Shenyan turned sharply and rushed outside. Just as he went in, Ni Jingxi also rushed out wrapped in a bath towel. The moment she saw him, Ni Jingxi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she hooked her arm around his neck and said, "Be careful what you say."
She called his name. Just a moment ago, a loud bang rang out. She thought it was another explosion, so she rushed out wrapped in a bath towel without hesitation.
Huo Shenyan glanced out the window and said in a low voice, "I'll go see what's going on."
But Ni Jingxi grabbed his hand and shook her head: "No."
She tried to calm herself down, saying, "Wait for me for a minute."
Huo Shenyan nodded, and she immediately turned around and went back to the bathroom. In less than a minute, Ni Jingxi came out of the bathroom wearing a clean shirt and trousers.
She immediately went to the bedside; her phone was there.
Ni Jingxi reached for her phone and dialed a number; the call was answered quickly.
Qiao Muheng asked, "Jingxi, what's the situation in Lebanon right now?"
“There were two explosions at the market earlier; they were terrorist attacks.” Ni Jingxi emphasized the words “terrorist attack” because the Middle East is a region of constant civil war and conflict, and many terrorist attacks targeting civilians are often mistaken for conflicts between two armies.
Therefore, she emphasized that it was a terrorist attack.
It was rare for Qiao Muheng, such a refined and cultured person, to utter a curse.
He immediately asked, "How are you doing right now?"
Ni Jingxi turned to look at Huo Shenyan. "Team leader, I've finished my frontline reporting. I also captured enough footage at the explosion site. Can I temporarily conclude my work here and return to Jerusalem as planned?"
Qiao Muheng was almost stunned.
According to the established schedule, Ni Jingxi could return, because a colleague from China had been sent to replace the previous colleague, and happened to arrive in Lebanon today.
"You have completed the handover with the new colleague and can return now."
Qiao Muheng knew her personality too well. He originally thought that after such a big thing, it would be difficult to persuade her to come back. But he didn't expect Ni Jingxi to take the initiative to ask.
He knew that Ni Jingxi couldn't possibly be afraid, but Qiao Muheng suddenly wondered what reason could have made this girl, who never backed down, take the initiative to make such a request for the first time.
At 3 p.m., Ni Jingxi met her new colleague.
Lin Qinglang also happened to return.
Ni Jingxi handed over her previous work to her new colleagues and prepared to leave. She had already packed her things.
Lin Qinglang looked at her with some helplessness: "I thought that after such a big thing happened, you would stay."
“I have completed my own mission; the rest is up to you.” Ni Jingxi chuckled softly.
Lin Qinglang naturally noticed the car waiting outside, and he said in a low voice, "Is it because of him?"
With Huo Shenyan's sudden appearance and Ni Jingxi's decision to leave, Lin Qinglang could easily connect the two.
Ni Jingxi turned around and looked at Lin Qinglang: "I used to always be at the forefront and never look back. Just now, when I heard that loud noise in the hotel, I suddenly wondered why I was always so fearless."
Because she knew there would always be someone protecting her.
After Ni Jingxi got into the car, Huo Shenyan looked out the window and then turned to look at her: "Really not staying?"
He knew that such a terrorist attack was a major news story, and she was one of the few reporters on the scene, yet she still had to leave.
Ni Jingxi slightly raised her chin: "Every colleague at Xinhua News Agency is the best."
So even without her, they will still complete the mission excellently.
Huo Shenyan stared at her in silence.
Finally, Ni Jingxi reached out and grasped his hand, whispering, "Be careful what you say. I can't keep putting you in danger for me forever."
This time, it was her turn to give up some things for him.
Ni Jingxi leaned closer, hugged his waist tightly, and pressed her cheek against his chest. His heartbeat was so even and strong. Finally, she whispered, "I have completed my duties at work. Now I am responsible for you."
Let's go home together.
Author's Note: This chapter has been completely revised.
As for Lord Ni, she never wanted Shenyan to be in danger. She just chose a high-risk job, but there are always high-risk jobs waiting for people to do in this world.
War correspondents and firefighters are in such dangerous situations that insurance companies are unwilling to insure them, so aren't people who do these things great?
The female lead is always accused of being selfish. I think we should try to understand her perspective instead of adopting an omniscient viewpoint...
As for certain plays, well, let's go to a safe place.
Chapter 58
The Middle Eastern sun is always so long and intense. As their car drove out of the city, preparing to head towards Israel, Ni Jingxi saw an extremely long line of people in one part of the city.
She couldn't help but press her cheek against the window.
At the front of the queue were medical staff; this was a temporary blood donation point in the city.
A massive terrorist attack has occurred in the city, with initial reports indicating that the death toll has exceeded forty, and the number of injured is over two hundred.
With such a high number of casualties, not only are hospitals overcrowded, but even blood banks are running low.
After seeing the government's call, locals took to the streets to donate blood for their compatriots. The streets were not entirely safe at the time, as no one knew whether terrorists would launch another attack.
But no one hesitated.
At this point, the long queues not only did not decrease, but actually increased.
Ni Jingxi quietly leaned against the window, watching the scene outside. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and turned her head away, not wanting to see what was happening.
Huo Shenyan placed his hand on Ni Jingxi's back. She covered her face with her hands, her body trembling.
That's an uncontrollable, natural bodily reaction that comes with crying.
"Stars," he whispered.
Ni Jingxi didn't speak; tears streamed down her face from between her hands. She couldn't bear such suffering. Perhaps no one but those brutal terrorists could endure it.
She just felt sad in her heart for these ordinary people.
They are all such kind people. When their compatriots were in trouble, they immediately extended a helping hand. Even knowing that there was still danger on the streets, they still rushed to the scene without fear.
People with kind hearts should live in peace and enjoy peace.
Huo Shenyan gently picked her up and held her in his arms. He held her quietly for several minutes until the immense sadness that had surged in Ni Jingxi's heart gradually subsided. Then he gently stroked her back a couple of times.
He asked, "Are you feeling any better?"
Ni Jingxi nestled in his arms, not moving, but letting out a soft "hmm" with a thick nasal tone.
She looked up, trying to force a smile, but as soon as she managed to open her mouth, her eyes stung even more. Huo Shenyan gently stroked the tip of her nose: "You don't have to force yourself to smile at times like this."
Ni Jingxi twitched slightly, looking at him with a somewhat confused expression: "Shenyan, is everything I've done meaningful?"
Huo Shenyan was slightly taken aback.
Ni Jingxi opened up as if her floodgates had been opened: "For the past year, I have been reporting non-stop, and I have never backed down. But in the end, I feel that everything I have done has failed to stop anything."
These terrorists continue to wreak havoc, disregarding basic human morality and committing heinous acts.
Perhaps this is a question that even war correspondents eventually have to ask themselves.
What is the meaning of them giving up their peaceful and tranquil lives in their own countries and traveling to these unfamiliar lands, where they are constantly on the brink of death?
Can they really stop the war by doing this?
“Jingxi, everything you have done is meaningful. These wars may not be changed by you, but if even you don’t record them, then everything that happened today will be forgotten by the world. It is because of your existence that this matter was known to the whole world in an instant.”
Huo Shenyan gently patted her back and said softly, "Don't blame yourself too much. Each of us has a small power, but it is the power of such small power that comes together to become a mighty river and a vast ocean, thus completely changing the history of mankind."
The course of history is changed little by little like this.
Ni Jingxi raised her head and heard his calm yet powerful voice, which felt like a forceful blow to her heart.
Finally, a different kind of light shone in her eyes.
She reached out and hugged him, whispering, "Be careful what you say."
She wanted to tell him so much, to tell him everything, but in the end, she still wanted to call his name. This man had protected and supported her ever since she met him.
When they returned to Jerusalem, it was already evening, and the whole city was unusually quiet.
As Ni Jingxi was entering the city, she received a call from Qiao Muheng.