[Transformers] I have a Decepticon at home

On the 16th, the U.S. military took over the airport and distributed supplies. Communications are gradually recovering, and mobile phones can be used normally.But mobile phones are only used by foreign overseas Chinese on the seabed. Most locals are unable to pay for mobile phones, and even there are not many home phones installed at home.

Ryan and I rejoined the army. Our mission is to ensure the safety of the delivery of supplies. At present, many gang members are robbing, and even civilians who can't bear it have joined; but we can't act rashly. Principles can also hurt innocent people.As the day passed, we were almost scarred to deliver the supplies to their destinations.In order to prevent further expansion of the situation, the superiors have decided to start arresting the troublemakers.

The number of disaster victims near the capital Port-au-Prince has exceeded 300 million. The vast majority of people cannot obtain food, water, shelter, etc. Some people have already started to evacuate here the next day.

On the 17th, 70% of the search and rescue work had been completed. Although the golden 72 hours had passed, many strong-willed survivors were still rescued.The body of Jacques' mother, whom we have been concerned about for a long time, was also found.

The search and rescue personnel informed me by radio, and Ryan and I ran over immediately, and Mama Jacques lay there quietly, as if asleep, the difference was that she would never wake up again.

I knelt down, wiped off the dust on her face, and asked Ryan, "Say, do you want to tell Jacques, do you want him...to give his mother a ride?" I felt it was too cruel to say that. .

Ryan thought for a moment: "Let him make the decision."

"Ah."

Ryan stayed where he was, and I went to find Jacques. On the way back with Jacques, he stopped. I turned around and found him staring at one place. I followed his gaze...

It was a temporary morgue with a truck parked next to it.

Jacques asked me, "Sister Mona, what's on that truck?"

I bit my lip, trying to figure out how to phrase it.At this time, an arm slipped out from the edge of the truck's rear compartment. I was startled, and quickly covered Jacques' eyes, and then carried him behind my back.

"Hold my neck, I'll take you to see your mother." Jacques obediently fell behind me.

There are quite a few people sleeping on the streets, some living and some dead...

I couldn't help but look back at the truck where the corpses were loaded just now. People kept throwing cold corpses on the truck, and some civilians used wooden boards, fabrics, and even refrigerators to make coffins to transport the corpses. It was shocking.

I carried Jacques on my back and walked step by step in the direction of his house, not knowing whether his gaze was on the surrounding situation.The place where I used to live happily has experienced an earthquake and turned into the status quo. Even I think this is just a dream.

"Sister Mona, will my mother be there too? That truck just now?" Jacques buried his head in my neck and murmured.

I replied bitterly: "No, I will help you settle your mother properly."

From a distance, I saw Ryan waving at me, and then lowered his head to help the rescue team.Next to him was the body of Jacques' mother.

Putting Jacques on the ground, he walked over slowly, knelt down beside his mother, and stroked the face that would no longer have any life with his immature hands, again and again.

Jacques is probably the most sensible child I have ever known. Although he is young and has experienced more hardships than many others, he is optimistic, kind and helpful.His mother supported the whole family by carving wood carvings. He would help his mother during the day, look after the shop or stay upstairs alone, never worrying his mother.

Jacques loves his mother very much. Remember when I rescued him for the first time, I asked him why he was so brave and not afraid that the robber would hurt him?He raised his head and said to me, I am a man, I have to protect my mother, even if I get hurt, I can't let her get hurt!

Jacques' optimistic personality may be inherited from his mother, who is also a person who likes to laugh; no matter how hard life is, she always smiles and never seems to be troubled.It's just that such a person who loves to laugh just disappeared, leaving her child behind forever.

Jacques lost his father and then his mother. I can't help but think of my parents. When I lost them, I was older than Jacques. At that time, I didn't know what else to do but cry, but luckily Volcanoes accompany me through the toughest times.

It seems that I haven't thought of my parents for a long time, but their appearance is gradually blurred. When they left, they left nothing behind, just like Mama Jacques.Nothing at all……

I didn’t know when the eyes were full of tears, and they were about to come out. I held back and opened my eyes wide to prevent them from falling. They hovered in my eyes, neither going in nor coming out.

I raised my head slightly, hoping to go back, but I saw Ryan put a hand around my shoulder from behind, then moved my head to his shoulder, and finally brought it into his arms, patting my head .

"In my arms, no one will see your tears except me." He said softly.

The difference in height between Ryan and me is not too big, and we stand opposite each other, just enough for my head to be buried in his shoulders, and I can feel the jump between his chests intimately.

With the addition of his extremely emotional sentence, I almost fell into it, but suddenly thought that with his character, it must be impossible to say that sentence, could it be...

"Ryan, did you learn that sentence from the book you read?"

He sneered and said, "Aha, Mona, you are really smart...I was discovered by you, ahahaha..."

"Sure enough..." Because my head was buried inside, my voice sounded muffled, which further highlighted my helplessness.

After calming down, he gave Ryan a tight fist in the chest. He rubbed his chest in pain and looked at me with aggrieved eyes.

"Don't read those messy books in the future... Also, don't use the moves in it to people casually, it is easy to misunderstand people." Leaving a similar warning, he walked towards Jacques.

Of course, there is another sentence that I dare not say, and it is easy to make people feel excited... Ah!No no no!My heart belongs to Bumblebee!Not Ryan!

"If the object is you, it doesn't matter if you misunderstand."

"What?" I felt like I had an auditory hallucination, and I couldn't believe that Ryan would say this, "Don't be kidding me."

He looked straight at me, and his eyes didn't seem to be lying. "I'm not kidding, Mona."

I hurriedly turned around, what does he mean?Will you confess to me openly?He is really brave, but...

"Whether what you said is true or not, it's impossible for us. As I said, I already have someone I like, so you'd better stop saying that."

"No, Mona, I'm actually..." Before Ryan finished speaking, the ground shook again.

Is it still an aftershock?

He ran to Jacques unsteadily, hugged him to his chest, and at the same time comforted him not to be afraid in his ear.With one of his hands, he was holding me firmly, and the other was holding his mother tightly.

"I won't let you leave me again, Mom."

Jacques' words made my heart ache, and a warm body leaned against my back.It was Ryan, he was covering us both from behind in case we got hurt.After the aftershock subsided, it started driving very consciously.

"Thank you."

"……fine."

"Then let's go and resettle Mother Jacques." He nodded.

I couldn't bear to let Jacques' mother be buried in a mass grave with others, so I bought a piece of land in the cheapest local cemetery with the subsidy and held her funeral simply.Jacques didn't cry too much during the funeral, and he returned to the paramedics to help afterward.

As for what Ryan didn't finish that day, it's nothing.

And I began to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally.

On the 19th, due to the lack of medical equipment and supplies, a large number of seriously injured people could not receive medical treatment, coupled with improper coordination among various countries and slow action, more and more victims fled the capital.

On the 20th, 70% of the communication in the capital Port-au-Prince area had been restored, but the situation of street looting also began to deteriorate. Although the military fired to stop it, it was not intimidating. In order to stabilize the situation, the US military dispatched another 2200 troops to maintain law and order. .

That day, I met an unexpected person.

The author has something to say: Let’s guess who this person is (cover your mouth and laugh

Mona: BBB why are you reading these messy books again! ! !

BBB (to finger: um...not what I wanted to watch, it was Sam who forced me to watch...

Mona (running away, sharpening her knife to Sam: Sam Witwicky! Don't teach bad BBB!

Sam:_I was wronged...

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