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Liang Rongyi felt thirsty, but didn't want to pour water, took a few breaths of air-conditioning, then turned over and continued to sleep.Before I close my eyes, I glanced at the weather forecast push, saying that there will be heavy rain and strong wind today.

Liang Rongyi didn't pay much attention, and fell into a second sleep in a trance.Waking up again was because of a nightmare. I don't know if it was because of thirst or because of the dream. He couldn't control himself and rolled off the bed.

The pain from the body was not as good as the buzzing brain, and the throat that had not been moisturized before was aching.He sat on the ground in a daze without hesitation, his mind was full of the dream just now.

In the dream, he was standing on a high attic, with the wind, rainstorm and endless darkness above his head, only the faint light from downstairs shone directly on his chest, and then he was submerged in the water instantly.He felt he couldn't breathe in his chest, because the swallowed spark turned into Que Yunke's image at the last moment, which was always imprinted in his mind.

There was a thunder outside the window, and Liang Rongyi frantically picked up the phone that had fallen on the ground.His thin white fingers pressed the screen of the phone, and he failed to open the phone due to inaccurate facial recognition several times.I don't know if it's because his face is too ferocious at this time or something else, but I can only see a few numbers on the phone, which shows 45:[-].

With the violent ups and downs of his chest, his breathing gradually accelerated, and he swipe dots on the screen with his ten fingers, and he finally remembered the lock screen password.

The mobile phone was like a lifeboat in the deep sea. The moment the screen was unlocked, he seemed to grasp the light that was about to be swallowed by the abyss.

His trembling fingertips opened the search for friends on the phone, and the map showed that the person he was looking for was 25 kilometers away from him.

Liang Rongyi closed and opened his eyes, and finally saw the red dot on the map clearly.

There was a beep, and the automatic push notification on the mobile phone showed that the ancient town of Xiyang, which was about 25 kilometers away from him, was swept away by the typhoon, and the thousand-year-old town was crumbling.Immediately afterwards, another tweet said that several young volunteers were seriously injured and two died.

Liang Rongyi fell on the spot and retched uncontrollably.There was nothing in the stomach, and the violent movement made the already dry and hot throat even more uncomfortable.Liu Piaopiao woke up upon hearing the sound, her eyes glowing green in the dark room.

Seeing it, Liang Rongyi glanced at herself, and went around to the head of the bed and fell asleep on the pillow.Suddenly, he stood up abruptly.

There are two umbrellas at the entrance, one black and one red, which were given by the real estate agency not long ago.Liang Rongyi hated it very much at the time, but somehow forgot to throw it away, and then threw it at the entrance.He stepped into the shoes, held the black umbrella with his right hand according to his preference, and pulled the door with his left hand.Before the door closed, he pushed through the gap again, changed the fiery red umbrella, and ran downstairs desperately.

The sky outside was dark, not at all like a long summer day.The sound of thunder mixed with the sound of rain came with a bang, and one sound overwhelmed the other.The underground parking lot was also flooded, and Liang Rongyi threw the long red umbrella on the co-pilot without pity, then kicked the accelerator and drove out.

Seeing the Land Rover hit the railing, the security guards in the community hurried out to warn: "Sir, the typhoon has come recently, we don't recommend going out...".

The horn of "Dididi" rang in my ears, with the eager urging of the master who couldn't open his mouth.

Seeing that dissuasion was ineffective, the security had no choice but to repeatedly emphasize safety issues.Liang Rongyi swallowed several times, and the hoarse voice finally came out, just two words "get out of the way".

Hearing the sound, the security backed away, frowning and looking out at the asphalt road.In this kind of weather, this was the only private car leaving the community, so he was inevitably a little worried.

The car was driving rapidly in the storm, Liang Rongyi remembered that there was throat lozenges on the passenger seat, he should have taken one or two, but then remembered that Que Yunke had put them in.There is a small medicine box in the car, full of medicines, and even a bottle of Nin Jiom's loquat paste.Liang Rong changed hands and turned the steering wheel non-stop, relying on Wangmei to quench his thirst and survive this difficult moment.

The navigation voice dissuaded him from listening, and then said that it bypassed various accident-prone roads for him.Liang Rongyi got bored with the navigation, so she punched the button to turn it off, and then turned on her phone to search for the fastest route.

The car drove through the winding alley, and the surrounding trees were blown by the phoenix, occasionally mixed with the sound of tree trunks breaking, and the sound of flying stones hitting glass.

Seeing the red dot on the map getting closer and closer to him, Liang Rongyi's dull thoughts began to fly.In a trance, he remembered a day before, it was also heavy rain, Fang Qin insisted on telling him "live well, don't do things you regret, life is too long, it's hard to suffer", he felt suffering at that time, he remembered his She told her, "If it takes too long, I won't live."

That was the first time he was so close to death. His mother, whom he had been pleased with and hated to the bone, was about to die, and he really felt that life was meaningless.His mother's death didn't shock him much, and his own death didn't make any difference. He wasn't afraid of death in the first place.But just now, death was mentioned in news one after another spreading bad news, this strange and often indifferent word jumped into his chest, and automatically brought Que Yunke into it.He began to lose control of his breathing, speech, and hands that were still trembling even after exerting more strength.

For the first time in his life, he began to fear, fear of death.

The short time-consuming route must have its short reason, in addition to the winding alleys, there are also miscellaneous clothes, pots and bowls flying in the wind.Liang Rongyi saw the construction site under construction and the road signs that vehicles couldn't pass through through the little transparency created by the windshield wipers.

The mobile phone shows that there are still 1.5 kilometers left, and the re-planned route is another 10 kilometers.Without thinking, Liang Rongyi grabbed the umbrella and got out of the car. The umbrella was blown over by the wind, but he still insisted on walking forward.During the storm, someone called him and said he was going inside.

Only then did Liang Rongyi discover that there were temporary houses on the construction site, and the rows of houses were fixed by steel pipes, which seemed more dangerous.He looked at the red dot that was getting closer, and without hesitation, he grabbed the steel pipe and walked forward.The fiery red umbrella lost its original function and was used as a walking stick by him.

"Why are you out now? Stay at home during the typhoon..."

Liang Rongyi looked up and saw someone talking to him with a steel basin by the upstairs window. He couldn't see the person's face clearly, so he could only shout "Sunset Ancient Town" with his greatest strength.

"It's all flooded, what are you doing?"

Only then did Liang Rongyi realize that it was a woman's voice, and she immediately said, "You'll be there if you walk out from here, go back and stay there, it's not safe outside."

Liang Rongyi nodded, her throat was so sore that she couldn't say a word anymore.

After he walked forward with difficulty, the woman who closed the window by the window murmured: "Is it safe to go back after drowning?".

What answered her was another gust of wind, which almost cracked the glass that the steel pipes were lined up against.

Liang Rongyi came out in a hurry, and didn't have time to change clothes. He was still wearing pajamas, and the boots on his feet were heavy and uncomfortable from the rain.Along the way, he walked through layers of temporary houses that were shaken by the wind, and kept repeating what Que Yunke asked him in his mind.

What are you afraid of?

What are you afraid of?He was never afraid of anything before. He didn't know when he started to be afraid of this and that, but in the end he was most afraid of not having money.Liang Rongyi felt that he was a joke in the past, but until now, he finally understood what he was afraid of.

The red umbrella under his hand had been blown to pieces by the wind. The red skin wrapped the skeleton and fixed on Liang Rongyi's every movement. Even if it would increase the burden, he didn't want to lose it.He is such a person who pays so much attention to weddings, whites and weddings, and red is such a festive color.

The long 1.5 kilometers ended in the winding temporary houses. Liang Rongyi crawled past the iron gate against which the last excavator was standing, and finally saw the sunset ancient town half submerged in the water.

Looking ahead at the fire trucks and ambulances with their red lights flashing, as well as people in full armor rushing about, he remembered to make a phone call.

The phone screen was stained with water, and the two red dots on the map gradually overlapped.He switched back to the main screen, found Que Yunke's phone and pressed it, and then the screen suddenly went black, and he didn't know whether it was a crash or a shutdown.

The busy people in front of him didn't notice him. He shook his hands and patrolled the crowd, but there was no one he was looking for.

At the same time, Que Yunke, who went door to door in Xiyang Village to discourage the removal of heavy flowerpots and deliver clean water and flashlights, rang.

It rang once and never again.

He hesitated for a while, and finally chose to stuff the phone into the water-proof pocket.

"Grandma, you have to bring in this flower pot. If it falls, it will kill people..." After putting down his phone, Que Yunke hurried into a house where the old man was boiling eggs with firewood in an iron pot. Hastily said again, "Let's eat some dry food first, it's easy to cause a fire. It's not safe to put firewood in your iron basin..."

"What's not safe? It's windy and rainy outside..." Granny was obviously not willing to listen to persuasion, she rolled her eyes at Que Yunke and said, "I'm a hydrangea, I love this rain, the more I drink it The more the merrier."

Que Yunke frowned, and patiently took out the dry food in the bag and handed it over. Before he could speak, his companion came over with a person.

"Ouch..."

The person who came was a veteran cadre in the village, and when he saw this, he hurriedly poured water to put out the brazier, and spoke a few dialects, probably realizing that next year's subsidy or other money would not be given.

Grandma heard the words, and hurried to bring in the hydrangeas on the balcony, and quickly promised to abide by the law.

Que Yunke breathed a sigh of relief, and followed his companions and veteran cadres in the village to continue visiting other homes.

"How many of you volunteers are here?" The old cadre said suddenly, "Your young volunteers are all dressed in the same clothes, right?"

Que Yunke nodded and said yes, with a vague premonition in his heart.

"Strange, this kind of weather... who is it..." The old cadre said to himself, and indirectly took out his mobile phone to glance at the group news.

"What's the matter?" Que Yunke asked without thinking, regardless of whether it was appropriate or not.

"It's nothing, a young man came from the ancient town and said he was looking for someone... No, he's coming this way..."

Before the old cadre finished speaking, Que Yunke looked over first, rubbed his eyes twice uncertainly, and then suddenly opened his eyes to the maximum.

The hydrangea that had been brought into the pot upstairs was falling down, and hit the person who was looking at this side stupidly.

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