“The sound of the child’s breathing.”
“The sound of the child’s breathing… well…”
Feng Yin was looking for more suitable words to describe it, because she had heard this breathing sound, not the old man said that the fever vocal cords were burned out, but the sound after being burned by hot coal balls.
“What is it?”
Zhang Boer, who was standing against the wall, couldn’t help it. The feeling of listening to books on the sky bridge was so heart-wrenching.
“Tell you this way, a paper window was originally intact and was the most basic voice of human beings. When this window was burned by hot things, the paper surface was damaged and the loophole was another sound, and the boy was the latter.”
“Hiss—“
“Ah!”
Someone took a breath, and Lin Yu even exclaimed, grabbing Zhang Boer’s wrist with one hand.
“Lin Linlin—-“
After Zhang Boer finally broke free, he kindly handed Li Sanyi’s wrist over.
“Lin Yu, grab this! I don’t hurt.”
Lin Yu was stunned and didn’t react at all, thinking it was Zhang Boer’s wrist.
“Get away!”
If it weren’t for the wrong place, Li Sanyi would have wanted to send these two people to each other.
Lin Yu finally reacted, pursed her lips embarrassedly, leaned to the side with Zhang Boer tacitly, continued to stand quietly, and looked at Feng Yin.
Feng Yin drank water again.
“Don’t look at me like this, okay? Water is the source of life, and it will kill people if you don’t drink it.”
“Don’t be poor, continue.”
Officer Li interrupted Feng Yin and put down the water cup.