C1986 Past

Ding Yiyi was squatting on the ground at the foot of the stairs. She heard the sound of footsteps slowly fading away and the neighbors swearing as they returned to their rooms. Once again, everything became quiet.

The man beside her whimpered. She quickly turned her head and saw that he was clutching his arm with a pained expression. He must have torn his wound while he was hastily dodging