69. Singing in the Ruins II
A bright moon hung obliquely in the night sky, the bright galaxy exuded a little light, and the people who did not know the tragedy in the world were still screaming happily, adding a little irritability to the hot weather, because the weather was unusually hot, the whole disaster area was filled with a disgusting smell of decay.
The rescue is still going on day and night, advancing towards the center of the earthquake little by little, Lian Yi is also involved in the rescue equipment, maybe only by keeping himself busy will he temporarily forget the lingering worry and fear entrenched in his heart, he also hopes that because of his participation, he can speed up the search and rescue process a little, although his strength is minimal.
"Commander, take a break." Feng Feng handed Lian Yi a freshly washed towel, the short spiritual hair standing upright on his head was already covered with a layer of gray, and his fair and handsome face was dirty, Lian Yi didn't notice it at all, after taking the towel, he just wiped it briefly, and continued the movements on his hands.
"Commander, you haven't eaten a little since you arrived in the disaster area..."
"I can't eat it, so don't always revolve around me, come forward and take a hand."
Feng Feng looked at Lian Yi, who was busy again, and stopped talking.
"If you think what you say is the last thing I want to hear, just keep your mouth shut, or you won't even have to go to the cooking class." Directly recovered and went home, although most of the people in the center of the Dao Earthquake had already been killed, Lian Yi selfishly hoped for the first time that she would be among the few living people, although he didn't know why he wanted her to live so much, thinking of what Feng Feng asked her, did he really fall in love with her?
Lian Yi made a staggered move, and then denied that he would never like a woman with only one face anyway, but... She seems to be very smart and caring... All kinds of good things flashed in her mind, and Lian Yi cursed the evil door of the real TMA, and hurriedly shook off her shadow in his head.
The sky is bright again, the dazzling morning light is once again sprinkled in the inconspicuous ruins at the center of the earthquake, but the people trapped below are still in the dark, it has been close to two nights and a day without a drop of water Qian Xin has been maintaining a flat lying posture, whenever the aftershocks come, Qian Xin will fall on a layer of soil again, she doesn't know if she will be buried by the soil if she continues like this, and sleep here.
Weak, she was also in a semi-comatose state, and at first she could feel the pain coming from her body, but now she had no feeling except numbness.
It's still quiet outside, Qian Xin couldn't help but be scared from the initial belief that someone would come to save them to the current doubts, she couldn't help but be scared, she couldn't die yet, her chapped lips trembled slightly, and her parents and Ziheng and Wang Jie flashed in front of her, Qian Xin secretly rejoiced, fortunately Wang Jie left here in a hurry that day, if she really had any accidents, at least Wang Jie would take care of her parents in the past.
Qian Xin didn't know what happened to the children, at the beginning, I called them a few times, and they would respond, but now they didn't make a sound at all, there was dead silence around, Qian Xin's heart full of hope gradually sank, and her heavy eyelids almost closed, thinking of the children who were trapped here because of this play, Qian Xin wanted to tighten her cracked lower lip, and said in her voice that was already hoarse like a broken gong and drum: "Children, wake up and talk to the teacher." ”