Chapter 608 Please Be Safe


    ir followed Wesley''s gaze. She saw that a crowd had gathered around an apartment building. They


    were all looking up at something.


    Before she could figure out what happened, Wesley suddenly sped up, heading straight into the


    parking lot in front, and yanked the wheel to get the car to stop faster.


    He was there in no time t.


    "Wait for me!" he told ir. With that, he unfastened his seatbelt, opened the car door and sprang out


    in one swift move.


    Before she knew it, he had left the car and disappeared into the crowd.


    Once she unbuckled, she was able to get to a better vantage point. Watching from the car window,


    ir realized that it must be something urgent.


    Instantly, she opened the door and jumped out of the car as well. But... "Ouch!" She almost sprained


    her ankle. His car was really high off the ground. She paused a moment to make sure she was okay. It


    dawned on her this was the first time she had gotten out of Wesley''s car without his help.


    But she didn''t have the time to care about that. She mmed the door behind her and rushed towards


    the crowd.


    People there were talking about what was going on, and that was when she finally knew. She raised


    her head to look at what was causing all the fuss. In the dim lights, she saw a little kid sitting on the


    balcony of the thirteenth floor, crying. The neighbors said it was a two-year-old boy.


    The neighbors had knocked on the boy''s apartment door for several minutes, but no one answered.


    They guessed that the kid was home alone. The boy walked to the balcony to look for his parents and


    then climbed onto the windowsill. It was dangerous since the balcony had no bars, nothing to stop him


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    from falling. The kid could fall at any moment.


    Someone had already called the police, but they hadn''t arrived yet. ir looked around, scanning for


    Wesley, and saw him rush inside the building.


    ir wanted to follow, but the crowd was thick, and they weren''t interested in letting anyone through.


    After all, everyone had a hard-won vantage point, so naturally they weren''t going to let anyone else


    take it. Not that she would stay there...but they didn''t know that.


    She knew Wesley was hard at work saving people again.


    She decided to wait for him in the crowd. He needed to concentrate or someone would die.


    Before long, ir saw a figure appear on the balcony of the fourteenth floor, right over the boy. Her


    heart leapt to her throat. The crowd erupted in cheers when they saw a man in a military uniform jump


    onto the windowsill above the boy.


    It was evening, and the fact that no lights came from the windows on either side of the boy made it


    worse. Apparently no one lived there. The only light came from that one unit on the fourteenth floor.


    That was why Wesley had to get there.


    ir saw Wesley clutch at the edge of the balcony with his hands and step on the air-conditioning unit


    jutting from the building. He carefully made his way to the boy.


    "Look, somebody is saving that kid. It''s that soldier. He asked us what was going on, then rushed in," a


    person yelled.


    "He''s great. I can''t see what he looks like, but he''s as sure-footed as a cat," another person said.


    "I hope he stays safe."


    "Yeah, God bless the child and the soldier."


    ir had been looking up so long her neck was sore. Wesley was still moving towards the boy step by


    step along the narrow edge. She anxiously prayed in her heart, ''Please, let him be safe. Let him save


    the boy.''


    The sirens of the police cars and fire engines got louder and louder. Soon, they arrived at theplex.


    After a quick assessment of the situation, a few fire fighters rushed into the building with their tools on


    their backs.


    But then a dangerous scene met the gaze of the crowd, and they collectively gasped in shock.


    ir couldn''t help but shriek in anxiety too.


    The boy was overjoyed to see a solider approaching him. When Wesley could almost reach out and


    touch him, the boy suddenly stood up on the windowsill, waving to the big hero.


    However, unable to keep his bnce, the boy began to fall backwards, iling his arms as he began


    his descent.


    Wesley reacted quickly, before the boy could be street pizza. One hand clutching the window


    frame, he bent forward and caught the boy''s arm with his other hand just in the nick of time.


    Everyone held their breath, hearts beating fast. The boy''s hysterical wailing echoed through the block,


    making the atmosphere even more tense.


    Eyes brimming with tears, ir crossed her hands and prayed again and again in her mind. She


    suddenly realized that Wesley was truly a soldier, and he''d be going out on missions even more


    dangerous than this one. Her heart ached, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrobly. ''Wesley,


    my hero, please stay safe!''


    Now the soldier himself was in danger too. Half of his body hung in the air, thirteen stories up. One


    hand was on the window frame and the other gripped the boy''s little arm tightly, so he could do nothing


    but wait for the fire fighters.


    ir wished she were Supergirl, so she could fly up to them and save them all.


    While Wesley tried tofort the little boy, the professional rescue team shattered the lock on the door


    and was able to enter the apartment. They rushed over to the balcony, stuck their heads out through


    the window, and pulled Wesley and the boy up, making sure they were safe and sound.


    In the end, Wesley and the boy were both saved. The crowd cheered and pped their hands in


    excitement. ir heaved a deep sigh of relief, feeling proud and moved.


    Soon enough, a middle-aged woman ran into the building, crying loudly. People said she was the boy''s


    mother.


    A few minutester, ir saw Wesley emerge from the building. He looked absolutely fried, and his


    clothes were ck with soot and who knew what else. Some people took out their phones, wanting


    pictures of the big hero. But Wesley merely held out his hands to block them. He did what he was


    supposed to, and needed no praise.


    ir silently followed him to his car. When Wesley found ir wasn''t waiting for him in the vehicle, he


    looked around. Just as he turned, a woman threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly. The


    unexpected move activated his defense mechanisms, and he balled a fist, ready to fight.


    However, when the familiar scent hit his nostrils, he rxed and wrapped his arms around the woman''s


    slim waist instead. Feeling the softness of her body, he asked in a hushed voice, "Wh-what... What''s


    up? You okay?" This unexpected disy of affection, her sudden hug, had thrown him off.


    ir just wanted to hug her beloved hero. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. "Nothing."


    When she finally pulled away from him, she saw the stains on his uniform. She helped him dust off.


    Wesley looked down and found his coat was stained from his rescue attempt.


    Then he looked at ir''s coat. Luckily, he didn''t get her dirty. He took his coat off and threw it into the


    back seat.


    Seeing that he was wearing only a short sleeve tee, ir asked with concern, "Aren''t you cold?"


    He shook his head. "Not at all. Why?" Thanks to his military training, he wasfortable in all sorts of


    harsh environments.


    They got in the car. ir asked tenderly, "That was pretty intense. Were you scared?" If she were to


    hang off such a tall building, she couldn''t even bear to open her eyes. That was just one difference


    between her and him.


    Wesley said casually, "It was only the thirteenth floor. I once climbed sixty-three stories."


    ir was utterly shocked. ''Sixty-three?!'' She could hardly believe her ears.


    He added, "If he hadn''t gotten overexcited, I would have been able to save him more easily. But the


    boy was careless." Before he left, he saw the boy''s mother rush back home. He found out that mom


    snuck out to y mahjong while the boy was asleep. She was so engrossed in the games that she


    forgot about the time. A small mistake can lead to disaster. The mother learned a good lesson today.


    ir felt her heart still pounding. "Is this what you usually do?"


    "No. It''s not what we do. In fact, it''s not even our duty. We''re supposed to leave this to emergency


    teams." He just happened toe across this. He knew very well the boy would be in more danger if


    they just waited for the rescue team toe. His sense of responsibility drove him to take action at


    once.


    ir sighed inwardly. She knew his job as a soldier was much more dangerous than this.


    She felt sorry for fighting with him earlier that night.


    After they returned to the apartment, Wesley sat down and started texting someone. "Take your clothes


    off," ir requested.


    He raised his head to look at her, confused. "Why?"


    She grabbed the coat from his hand and said naturally, "They''re dirty. I''ll throw a load in the wash."


    "No, thanks. I''ll take care of myundry myself." He turned down her offer, not wanting to bother her


    with such minor details.