The Taming of the Ruffian Hero

Zhao Yuan saw Lin Wenxi.

At first he only saw a hunched figure, he thought he was overworked and had hallucinations, he tried hard to persuade himself not to be blinded by emotions, stay awake, stay awake, he thought.When the shadow got up and held up a few earthen pots in his hands, Zhao Yuan could even clearly see the sweat dripping from his brow, which was crystal clear.Perhaps the owner of the shadow was aware of it, turned his face to look at Zhao Yuan, his complexion suddenly became pale, so pale that it diluted the joy on his face.The earth jar almost fell down, and he cleaned it up in a hurry, not forgetting to smile at Zhao Yuan with joy and even happiness.Through the window of that wall, after Zhao Yuan saw the broken wall, Lin Wenxi stood there, as if he had always stood there, from the beginning to the end, he stood there.

With tears in Zhao Yuan's eyes, he ran towards Lin Wenxi, but he staggered and fell to the ground sideways.Zhao Yuan touched the trembling ground, and the walls and dirt in front of him fell down one after another. Zhao Yuan dodged sideways and exclaimed in despair, "No!"

The earth trembled in pain, trembling, as if it could no longer bear the heavy pressure from a certain corner of the world, such deep pain quickly and severely hit Zhao Yuan's heart, he saw the broken wall, the wall dust kept shaking, Large chunks of bricks fell like rain and tears, and the dust scattered. Lin Wenxi's back disappeared behind the smoke and dust in an instant.

Zhao Yuan found himself trapped in the pitch black, unable to see anything or hear any sound. After a long time, he heard someone commanding from outside: "Two rescue comrades, a war correspondent, the wounded, and just now The man who rushed in was blocked by five people together."

"Everyone, evacuate to a safe location first!"

The shaking continued, Zhao Yuan found a table, got under it, turned his back to some wall, tears streaming down his face.

"Wenxi—!" Zhao Yuan felt a tearing pain in his heart. He had never endured this kind of pain. If possible, he would rather die than endure such pain again.

Zhao Yuan called Lin Wenxi's name repeatedly. He felt that he still had a lot of things to say to Lin Wenxi. These words were in his heart every day like mosquitoes dormant in winter. Although he knew they were there, he never had a deep feeling, nor did he Try to destroy them.Naturally, after a long time, they coexisted with them.Now, but at this moment, those mosquitoes seem to come to life in spring and summer, tens of thousands, showing hideous faces, attacking Zhao Yuan overwhelmingly with teeth and claws.Zhao Yuan hated this feeling, as if he had been trying to disperse the dust in front of him, but no matter what he couldn't get rid of these beasts who followed him everywhere, they were everywhere, all the time, Zhao Yuan seemed to feel that they kept the fierceness that had been refrigerated in the previous winter And the cruelty redoubled its revenge on him at this moment, making him feel as if he was riddled with holes in just a few seconds.

"Wenxi!" Zhao Yuan wailed loudly, in the dark night, the voice was like a night owl, terribly.

A week ago, Lin Wenxi arrived in Dongchuan with the team. His task was to write manuscripts for the rescue frontline of the Dongchuan earthquake. On the one hand, it would be a record, and on the other hand, he had to contact his alma mater and the University Union Department to provide the latest news.The disaster caused by the earthquake, the feeling of suffocation during the rescue, the joy of rescuing lives, and the sadness of the parting of loved ones are intertwined in this gray sky. Astringent, or colorful and gorgeous, can't describe the world in front of us.

Apart from writing news, Lin Wenxi could only roll up his sleeves and carry a stretcher like other boys, but he couldn't do heavy work, and the stretcher could only be used to carry children, but when the task was urgent, he could do it.

Lin Wenxi once tried his best to lift a fat middle-aged woman, but he almost fell down. Since then, Lin Wenxi has saved himself from this effort.Lin Wenxi couldn't stay idle, and while the medical team was busy, he chatted with each injured one by one, listening to their stories, their families, and friends' stories, so that he knew the joys and sorrows, and his affection was true.Lin Wenxi thought inexplicably, if he had come here to play just now during the earthquake, would Zhao Yuan have worried about him, would he have come here for himself? At a glance, besides seeing the sunshine of life, I saw Zhao Yuan's worried and happy smiling face.Lin Wenxi couldn't forget it in his heart, chatting with an injured person, he talked about the volunteers.

"Are you really volunteers here to help?" the man asked.

"Yes."

"Don't you want a penny? Then what are you planning?"

"I don't know, maybe in this way, we can find some meaning of life by ourselves."

"The meaning of life, is that child too?" The wounded said with a wry smile, saying that he was from Xichuan, and he had only suffered some injuries in the county. Dongchuan, who knew that on the first day of coming to Dongchuan, there would be an aftershock and be injured by stones.

Lin Wenxi recalled the aftershock that happened the day before yesterday. He fell asleep in the shockproof shed as if being shaken violently by a stepmother in a baby's cradle. His internal organs almost fell from the shock.One of the volunteers who came with him was injured by the collapsed beam, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.

The wounded man was very happy to hear that Lin Wenxi was from Jifu University, and said that the person who carried him on the stretcher was also from Jifu University, and his name was Zhao Yuan.He also mentioned that Zhao Yuan never seemed to rest, day and night, and she was very impressed by the distressed words of those nurse girls.

"It's very handsome, being carried by him. A girl said that even if she was injured, it was worth it. What nonsense is she talking about as a gift from God to comfort her?"

Lin Wenxi was concerned, and asked about Zhao Yuan's situation. The wounded person doubled what the girls said when they were sad, and told Lin Wenxi, while praising Zhao Yuan with his thumbs up.

At that time, Lin Wenxi was going to apply to go to Xichuan.

The broken walls and ruins in front of you, the hard work of all the rescuers, the injuries of officers and soldiers, the sacrifices of volunteers and rescue teams, can be seen everywhere every day. Except for the disaster areas that need to be reported, can their stories be forgotten?

Lin Wenxi chose to stay.

A few hours ago, Lin Wenxi heard a senior from the team say with a special walkie-talkie that alumni from Dongchuan came to support him. It seems that there is a man named Zhao Yuan who should be coming to Hongxing Road.

Fool, Lin Wenxi smiled.

The last child was rescued, Dongchuan might no longer need him.A few days passed, although the aftershocks continued, a large number of reporters from regular newspapers and media people had already flocked here.Lin Wenxi planned to go to the voluntary headquarters of Xunjiu University overnight and apply to go to Xichuan.

The injured child was crying non-stop, and it was inconvenient to use a stretcher inside, so Lin Wenxi hugged the child and coaxed him non-stop.

During the aftershock, Lin Wenxi threw the child to the rescue fighters in front of him. A piece of mud fell in front of him, and he passed out.

What he remembered was the warmth like spring when Zhao Yuan hugged himself in his arms when he jumped down from upstairs.