There was a muffled sound, it sounded like there was phlegm stuck in the throat.

Zhou Weiwei grabbed the yellow sheet.

Huang Dan didn't break free, he moved his ears closer, almost touching Zhou Weiwei's lips, "Help? Or uncle?"

Zhou Weiwei stopped speaking.

Huang Dan looked up, only to see Zhou Weiwei crying. She didn't cry heartbreakingly, she wailed loudly, she just shed tears quietly, which made people feel panicked.

Huang Dan wiped her face with a towel, "It will get better."

The fight against the flood lasted for more than two months before it ended. The PLA did not want to disturb the common people. They left secretly, but they were still known.

The common people swarmed up, and they threw water, food, and cigarettes into the car, fearing that the People's Liberation Army would not want them if they threw them too late.

Huang Dan picked up a big snakeskin bag and quickly threw it into the arms of a PLA. The PLA caught it in a daze, and when he wanted to return it, the person had already disappeared.

There were apples in the snakeskin bag, boiled eggs, and imported chocolate that Nie Wenyuan gave Huang Dan.

When the yellow sheet was installed, Nie Wenyuan was watching from the side. He didn't make a sound, and helped carry it into the trunk of the car.

Trucks were leaving the city.

With one hand in his pocket, Huang stretched his neck to look, until the last truck disappeared from sight, he exhaled, turned and returned to the car.

Nie Wenyuan closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Huang Dan couldn't help smoothing the hair on the man's forehead. He knew that the other party was not asleep, and he also knew that the other party would not stop his movements.

The driver thought it was his little nephew who was mischievous and didn't see anything else.

Nie Wenyuan didn't open his eyes, "Is it all delivered?"

Huang Dan said, "Yes."

After the car started, Huang Dan asked in a volume that only Nie Wenyuan could hear, "Has anyone been found yet?"

The little nephew got closer, and the warm breath made Nie Wenyuan's ear a little hot. He hummed and didn't push him away.

Huang Dan didn't go home that night, but went to Nie Wenyuan's residence.

When Grandma Wu saw Huang Dan, she stared at her for a moment, she didn't say anything harsh, and restrained herself a lot.

Thinking about this period of time, Grandma Wu's hands and feet have not stretched so long.

Nie Xiuqin was taking care of Zhou Weiwei in the hospital, the upstairs was even deserted than the downstairs.

Huang Dan was reading a book in Nie Wenyuan's bedroom. He was engrossed in reading, and suddenly heard a buzzing and vibrating sound, "Uncle, your phone is ringing."

Nie Wenyuan's voice came from the bathroom, "You pick it up."

Huang Dan pressed the answer button, and Liu Quanwu's voice came from the other end, "Wen...Wen Yuan...help me...help me quickly...someone wants to..."

The screams came suddenly, Huang Dan's eardrums hurt, and the stabbing pain pierced into his skull. His hands trembled in pain, and he shouted several times in a row, only the sound of gurgling.

For a moment, Huang Dan thought that his head was being pressed into the water, and his ears were filled with water. He didn't care about anything else, and immediately rushed into the bathroom with his mobile phone.

Nie Wenyuan wiped the water from his face. He has broad shoulders and thick back, narrow waist, high hips, long hands and feet, and wheat-colored skin. He has an impeccable figure. There is a long and thin scar on his back. .

He didn't turn around, but turned his back to his little nephew, "Why are you panicking?"

Huang Dan wasn't in the mood to appreciate it, "Uncle Quan Wu had an accident."

After calming down, he recalled the details of those ten seconds on the phone, "The call was cut off suddenly, I didn't have time to ask him, I only heard the sound of water, a lot of water."

Nie Wenyuan paused, threw the towel and walked out, grabbing his little nephew, "Uncle is going to get dressed, you inform the driver, forget it, don't notify, you go to sleep."

"..."

Huang Dan said, "I'll go with you."

Nie Wenyuan glanced at him, then went to get his mobile phone to make a call and give instructions.

Soon a car drove out, and Nie Wenyuan was in the driver's seat. His hair was wet, dripping from the tips of his hair, he turned the steering wheel smoothly, and his face was calm, as if nothing could make him flustered and flustered. .

Sitting next to Nie Wenyuan, Huang Dan asked in his heart, "Mr. Lu, is Liu Quanwu alive or dead now?"

System, "He was trapped in a bag of sand and blocked at the mouth of the dam together with the sandbag. Do you think he is alive or dead?"

Huang Dan frowned, and stopped talking.

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