Drifting Towards You

After the old man had collected the firewood, he looked up and saw Gu Qingyao and grinned at her. His eyes were still bright and his smile was simple.

Being accustomed to seeing the bustling city, this feeling inexplicably calms people down.

Remove the glitz and return to the basics.

Towards the evening, when the sun sets, Gu Qingyao is a little tired after painting for a day.

He got up and rested his arms, and looked at the scenery in the distance.

At this moment, a few young people rushed back, and when they saw Gu Qingyao, they said: "The mountain over there has collapsed and there are mudslides! Many people have died!"

Gu Qingyao was stunned, looking in the direction the man was pointing.

There should be an area with a lot of tourists. If there is a flash flood and a mudslide, it may be very endangered.

The originally silent mountain suddenly became a bit more hurried, and many people walked to the door and looked at the situation in the distance. Their faces were solemn but very quiet.

Gu Qingyao returned to the hotel and took out her mobile phone, trying to tell her family that she was safe.

But when I picked up the phone, it was ridiculous to find that she really seemed to be alone now.

Gu Qingya was afraid that she would not recognize her as an older sister. As for Lu Xiao, he was performing tasks outside, fearing that his mobile phone would not turn on.

Gu Qingyao tried to dial Lu Xiao's phone, only to find that it was not Lu Xiao that was shutting down, but that she had no signal at all.

Gu Qingyao sighed slightly. The signal was still intermittent in the previous two days, but today it is not at all.

Nothing could be done, Gu Qingyao sat on the bed and looked out the window.

The mountains in the distance are accompanied by muddy water, turbulently falling, rolling down a piece of mud, sand and gravel, and making loud noises from time to time.

Occasionally, the situation will be a little more stable, like a trickle down, but often it doesn't take long before the surging water waves come again.

Gu Qingyao's complexion also became serious, watching the thick green pine and bamboo surrounded by several people being uprooted, and then rolling down the mountain with the water.

She couldn't help frowning, her hands holding the window frame tightened a bit.

I don't know how many lives will be lost in such a big natural disaster.

The mountain torrents and landslides continued, but the night was dark, and I could no longer see the movement there.

The female teacher next door was a little frightened, knocked on her door and came to look for her: "Yaoyao, do you think we can also..."

Gu Qingyao took her hand and asked her to sit down beside her: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

"Let's go down the mountain early tomorrow morning and go back to the city." The female teacher continued.

Gu Qingyao didn’t think about leaving, but she asked the owner of the hotel in the evening. The owner said that their generation will probably not have any trouble, but it’s hard to say on the way down the mountain. If it is based on her years of experience, this time It is safer to stay here.

Gu Qingyao thought that she had lived here for many years and had some understanding of the mountainous landforms here, and she would have some experience than them.

Gu Qingyao comforted the female teacher softly for a while, and the two male teachers couldn't sit still, and came over to get together.

The female teacher reddened her eyes and choked up: "My parents must be worried about me now, but they can't even make a phone call."

"Yeah, my girlfriend should be worried too. I didn't expect to catch up with the flash flood." Another male teacher sighed.

Gu Qingyao did not say anything, poured a cup of hot water for everyone, and sat on the bed with his coat looking out the window, waiting patiently for the disaster to pass.