The other children all burst into tears.

"Uh..." She seems to have underestimated the intelligence of these children, but she didn't expect the words to comfort them but made them feel a deeper level of fear, Qianxin couldn't move her body to comfort them, she wanted the children to lean over, but the children didn't dare to move forward because they were afraid to hug each other, and they couldn't let them think crankily, they had to divert their attention.

"Can the children tell the teacher about their dreams?"

"I want to be an architect."

"I want to be a painter."

···

The children's cries gradually stopped, and it was pitch black, and Qian Xin didn't know how many children were trapped here, and according to different sounds, it was estimated that there were only four or five children at most.

"You all have good dreams, architects can design comfortable and welcoming houses, or buildings like the Louvre, where painters depict beautiful things that have ever been seen..." Qian Xin told them about their dreams in a dry and hoarse voice, and four or five children sat there and listened quietly and carefully.

"Kids, have you ever ever ever made an airplane? Have you ever met your idols? Have you ever been to a place you'd most like to visit? After telling about the dream, Qian Xin just took a break and started talking to the children again.

"Nope." The children's voices were low, and it was clear that they were tired, "Teacher, I'm sleepy, I really want to sleep for a while." With Qianxin's guidance, the children's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and the children, who had not rested for more than 30 hours, began to fight with their eyelids and become drowsy.

Qian Xin's heart tugged, they couldn't sleep, she was afraid that they would never wake up from this sleep, "Children, guess what the teacher's dream is?" ”

"Isn't it a teacher's dream to be a star?" Several children who were already in a half-asleep state said in muffled voices.

"No, guess what, if you guess correctly, the teacher will fulfill one of his wishes when he leaves."

"Is it possible that any wish can be fulfilled by the teacher?" The children cheered up.

"Except for picking the stars in the sky, fishing for the moon in the water, bringing people back to life, and other things that are simply impossible."

"Eun." As soon as the children heard this, they forgot their sleepiness for a while, and scrambled to answer.

"Model."

"Teacher."

···

The proposal to realize the wish can really mobilize the enthusiasm of the children, and the children's answers are strange, which is what Qianxin is most happy to see.

It is difficult to be trapped here without water and food, but in this dark space, people can feel the thick and warm sunshine.

When the atmosphere was low again, Qian Xin outlined a blueprint for the future for them, telling them that the most beautiful years of their lives had beckoned to them again...

For several hours in a row, Qian Xin kept talking to them in her already hoarse and aching voice, and the children were not interested.

The weak Qianxin was about to be unable to support it, and her heavy and sour eyelids were about to be unable to open, "What song do you like to sing the most, children, can you hum it with the teacher?" Qian Xin clenched her hands hard, her nails were deeply embedded in the skin, and the pain made Qian Xin temporarily awake.

From the ruins, which had been dyed with ink again, there was a faint singing sound in harmony with the whispering insects.