Fan Xiyu looked at the drawing in front of him intently, and planned to ask Aunt Jiang if she knew any friends in the publishing house after returning to Guangzhou.

Fan Xi quickly passed the day in his busy life. The rain continued to fall, and except for the occasional light rain, it almost never stopped...

She sighed deeply in her heart. It seemed that Zhao Yilu would not come back tonight.

Guicheng has many mountains, most of which are karst landforms and mainly limestone. With such heavy rain, there will definitely be landslides and mudslides in many places. Fan Xi just hopes that the rain will stop soon and that the damage caused by this heavy rain will be less.

In the evening, Fan Xi decided to let both children sleep with her tonight so that Aunt Chu could have some rest. Aunt Chu guessed that Zhao Yilu might not have time to come back tonight, so she agreed.

To prevent the two children from falling out of bed, Fan Xi slept on the outermost side. With the sound of thunder and rain outside the window, Fan Xi had another dream that night...

She dreamed of a small town ravaged by floods. The muddy waves, like ferocious beasts, ruthlessly tore at every inch of land. Wherever they passed, houses crumbled and trees were uprooted. Cries and cries for help mingled together, like a wailing song for the end of the world...

Zhao led the team to the rescue, and he and his comrades rushed to the front line of flood control and disaster relief as soon as possible.

In the dream, they had been fighting for more than ten hours straight, their bodies already exhausted, but they still did not stop...

At this moment, a faint crying sound came from a tree trunk in front.

Zhao Yilu looked in the direction of the sound, and in the vast ocean, he found a little boy crying.

The little boy clung tightly to a floating tree trunk, his body shivering in the icy flood. His face was pale from fear and cold, and his eyes were full of helplessness and despair.

Zhao Yilu did not hesitate at all. He shouted to his comrades behind him: "There is a child over there. I will go save him!" Then he swam resolutely towards the little boy.

Fan Xi desperately shouted in his dream, "Zhao Yilu, be careful!!!"

But the other party seemed to hear nothing and continued to swim forward recklessly.

Finally he swam to the little boy, and the little boy hugged Zhao Yilu's neck with all his strength as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

However, the way back was even more difficult. The flood continued to hit them, and Zhao Yilu's physical strength gradually disappeared...

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to paddle with one hand and hold the little boy tightly with the other hand, swimming towards the shore with difficulty.

In the dream, Fan Xi was extremely anxious. She tried desperately to get closer to Zhao Yilu, but her feet seemed to be fixed and she couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, a huge wave came and swept Zhao Yilu into the torrent.

"All the way!" Fan Xi woke up with a loud shout, his pajamas soaked with cold sweat.

At this time, the rain was still falling outside. She looked out the dark window, her heart full of worry.

Could that dream just now be true? Fan Xi couldn't help but feel scared, and he no longer felt sleepy at all!

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(Off topic, dears, because some of you left a message saying that the previous 1,000-word chapter seemed too fragmented and there were too many advertisements, so I merged two chapters into one. The daily update number of 4,000+ words remains unchanged. I hope you can adapt. Love you, muah~)