Even if Zhou Yutong was slow to react, she sensed something was wrong. So, there was no such thing as "What a coincidence that you are here too". It was just a normal relationship between an employer and a bodyguard.
There would not be a bodyguard who risked his life to save his employer in a storm, hugged her in his arms with a paralyzed face and eyes shining with the world's best, and said to her affectionately, "I am not late this time."
The poor but beautiful bodyguard and the young lady, the CPs she has been obsessed with are real.
While everyone was stunned, the young lady had already grasped the iron gate railing with one hand and quietly broke free from the bodyguard's arms.
"It may be a bit of a downer to say this, but it's better not to talk like that when men and women are not intimate with each other. Someone will get mad if they know."
Her voice seemed to be unable to be blown away by the strong wind, and each word hit Ye Lang's heart. However, he could only raise the corner of his lips in a sarcastic tone, "Where is he?"
"On the way here, it will take some time to get to Jaipur."
Gou An answered without hesitation, no matter where He Jinxing was now.
Anyway, the only thing a person who is about to die can think about is whether he can leave behind a decent and intact body. She has a feeling that she is about to die. What's wrong with wanting to save face?
The two sides were just confronting each other calmly, but because of the bad weather they could only communicate by shouting. After shouting a few words, Gou An felt tired, and Ye Lang also pursed his lips tightly, showing a resistance expression that he didn't want to say another word to her.
There was another gust of wind not far away, and a section of the wall was peeled off. With a loud "bang", an air conditioner built on the outskirts of a household fell down and broke into pieces!
The loud noise seemed to wake everyone up!
"Take your little pet with you." Ye Lang said, "Let's go."
Zhou Yutong, who was still in a daze standing at the door, didn't even have time to react before Gou An grabbed the hood of her sweatshirt and pulled her out.
Standing in the cold wind, she was blown awake. She leaned against the door and could not open her eyes. She came to her senses and wanted to ask, "Is the little pet talking about me?" But she opened her mouth and drank a bellyful of cold wind, and her lips were blown up to expose her gums.
Zhou Yutong: “…”
Forget it.
This time, God's eyes seemed to be on his butt.
No more than three minutes after Gou An and his companions left the building, the wind was like an electric fan that had been forced to the next gear, and they could not get out of the shanty area at all.
The wind smelled salty and fishy, the rain never stopped, and I could vaguely hear the strong wind sweeping up the seawater and hitting the abandoned pier, making a loud noise like a monster's roar...
Suffocating.
But in this situation, the three people who were struggling to move forward in the wind had no intention of feeling afraid. The only thing in their eyes was the next place to stay that could stabilize their bodies and prevent them from being blown away by the wind.
The row of houses they were in was the most exterior, and the price they paid for getting sunlight on weekdays was that they were also the first to be hit by the wind.
The old house with only five or six floors was crumbling in the wind and rain. Gou An was soaked through, his underwear was wet, his body was numb from the cold, and the blood in his hands and feet seemed to be frozen.
She turned her head to look in the direction she came out. Just as she was wondering if she should really stay in the house and not come out, a tree in the drying yard that was big enough for four people to hug suddenly made a wooden groan in her eyes.
Then, with his pupils constricted, he smashed hard into the building that she had just left ten minutes ago.
Buildings without steel bars and concrete are already shaky in the wind and rain. When hit by such a huge object, the whole building immediately cracked, and it looked like a movie scene collapsing rapidly in the naked eye...
Gou An's hand loosened and he almost lost his grip at this moment.
The next second, the loosened hand was pressed back onto the window railing of someone else's house, which it was tightly holding.
She turned back in panic, her face was covered with water, she couldn't tell whether it was rain, sweat or tears. Facing the heavy rain, she looked into the wolf's calm black eyes.
"Don't look."
He said.
There was the sound of a building collapsing in his ears. Gou An's lips trembled, and his heart curled up into a small ball, almost losing its beating function: "There are still people in the building..."
There was a middle-aged woman who was cut by glass.
There is also a grandpa who talks a lot with a foreign accent.
Grandpa may have a grandma at home who has similar mobility problems.
Besides this, how many other residents are there in that building? All emotions become insignificant in the face of life. At this moment, Gou An truly felt the fear of being belatedly aware of the situation spreading in her heart. She didn't even have time to think about "If I were still in that building" -
I felt a really hot liquid flowing across my cold face.
The man who was covering the back of her hand and pressing her limp hand against the iron railing did not show any change in expression from beginning to end.
He just repeated two words: Don't look.
The wind and rain continued, and they only left the outermost row of dangerous buildings. Then, in front of a building in the back row, Ye Lang stopped, groped for the door, and pushed it open.
They eventually made it into the building.
The damp and cold smell mixed with the smell of rat urine penetrated into their noses. It took them nearly 20 minutes to get here, a distance that usually only takes three minutes. Gou An and Zhou Yutong both felt a little exhausted...
As I entered the enclosed space, everything around me seemed to become quiet.
On the dark first floor, Gou An and Zhou Yutong exchanged silent glances.
They both saw panic flashing in each other's eyes, with a hint of blood in the corners of their eyes.
Zhou Yutong just uttered a "uh" sound when she was interrupted by Ye Lang's cold tone: "Nonsense is useless except for causing panic."
Gou An rubbed his eyes fiercely with the back of his hand. Zhou Yutong could only swallow the question back into her stomach and asked, "Then what should we do next?"
The wind outside made strange noises as the building could not bear the weight. Everyone knew that it was not a good place to stay for long.
Silence only amplified the fear in people's hearts. Perhaps to break the deadlock, Ye Lang said, "I don't know. We are trapped here. No one knows if this building will collapse or when it will collapse."
Zhou Yutong took a breath of cold air, Gou An really wanted to kick this wild dog -
"Don't you think your nonsense is useless except for causing panic?"
"This is not nonsense." Ye Lang said, "This is the truth."
He frightened the groundhog's tail almost off.
Throwing herself into Gou An's arms, she wanted to cry but dared not, gasping for air like crazy, and she was furious at Zhou Chu. She swore that if she died, she would never forgive the man she had called father for eighteen years, and she would never have any expectations of him again. Also, now she missed Xu Hui and Zhou Yanji, as well as her two brothers who were far away abroad. When she moved to Zhaipu District, Xu Hui was so angry that she didn't even have time to apologize and make peace with her mother...
The girl's belated mumbling of regret dispelled some of the fear in Gou An's heart. She raised her hand and patted Zhou Yutong's shoulder, comforting her: "Okay, okay, there's no need for a last word."
Ye Lang took them back to his home and quickly packed the first aid kit. Gou An had no sense of direction, but he was confused for a moment when he heard Ye Lang say that his home was in this building.
When she reached the second floor and watched Ye Lang open the door with the key and saw the furnishings inside, she realized that this was not the house she had returned to last time.
Although the degree of tatters is comparable.
“Didn’t you buy a big house in the city center?”
"The community has a gate, and I don't want to be questioned when I go in and out." Ye Lang found an infrared flashlight under the light of his mobile phone flashlight and tried it. It still had power, so he threw it into his pocket, "This will make things easier."
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone ran out of battery and turned off, and he threw it aside like scrap metal.
"What's more, she originally lived upstairs from Lu Wan's house." Ye Lang said, "I said I would never talk to her again."
We live in the same building and see each other everywhere. If the neighbors ask about it, it will seem strange, as if they really have something going on...
Ye Lang was unwilling to do so, so he only came back to live occasionally, and he was very low-key, and people hardly knew he was back.
Gou An moved his lips and was about to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly heard Zhou Yutong, who was leaning against the window and staring outside, scream -
She pointed out the window, and the other two people in the room turned their heads at the same time. They saw that the building next door, which was located on the outer layer of the shantytown, was disintegrating and collapsing like a collapsing termite nest, pressing towards their building.
Ye Lang's home is on the second floor.
When the wall collapsed, Gou An only felt that the walls from all directions were pressing down on her, and the already dark space became even darker.
Then there was a ground shaking beneath her feet, and a brick or a wall hit her head hard -
At that moment she didn't feel any pain. To be more precise, she was stunned by the blow.
She just stared blankly at Ye Lang grabbing Zhou Yutong from the window and pushing her towards her——
When the two men collided and rolled towards the nearest triangular area of the wall in the house, the ceiling collapsed and crushed Ye Lang underneath.
I don’t know how much time has passed, nor do I know whether the wind and rain outside have stopped. Gou An closed his eyes and felt that he must have been unconscious for a while.
She opened her eyes, leaned against the musty wall, and listened to the howling of the wind outside.
The building probably didn't collapse completely. Fortunately, they were on a floor that was neither too high nor too low, and the damage from the building next door only reached the upper floors and stopped there.
A little wind blew in from the ruins that had long been in tatters, and she guessed that the rain outside had not stopped.
Zhou Yutong curled up in her arms, but one hand was stretched out to support the back of her head, which made the two of them hugging each other very tightly, like the little hamsters they had seen before, huddled together in a fish tank in the flower and bird market waiting to be sold.
When Gou An asked why, this guy was actually angry with her: "Why are you asking? Nonsense will only cause panic."
“…”
She moved her lips and cursed. Only then did Gou An remember the person who said this annoying word. Her heart skipped a beat. It was hard not to skip a beat at this moment. She felt like she had stepped on empty air and was in a trance.
No matter how heartless you are, you can't bear to watch someone you know being crushed into a pulp right under your nose.
The violent shaking of the house had stopped. Gou An's vision was blurry. She didn't know why when she opened her eyes, she seemed to see only a scarlet color. She took a deep breath, pushed Zhou Yutong, and spoke again with a hoarse voice: "Can you move? If you can, go and see if that guy is dead..."
After a pause, she added, "You don't have to tell me if you're dead."
After saying this, I felt that this sentence sounded a little familiar.
Suddenly she remembered that in ancient times millions of years ago, she had a similar conversation with the stupid cat of the system at night.
It was probably the night when Lu Wan threw herself into He Jinxing's arms and asked him to save her from danger.
Thinking of that scene, Gou An wanted to sneer, but soon he had another thought and called out to the little cat in his heart which had been silent for a long time since he knew not when.
Still no response.
He didn't even jump out to tell her what was going on, why the typhoon turned, and how the apocalypse chapter started just like that? This stupid cat was really useless.
Gou An became angrier and angrier as she thought about it, and her head began to buzz with pain. She pushed Zhou Yutong, signaling her to go see Ye Lang quickly, and the latter moved reluctantly.
"Don't be so hypocritical." Gou An scolded her, "Didn't that person do that to save us?"
Zhou Yutong ignored her and put her other hand around Gou An's waist to drag her out - the latter realized later that she was the one being hugged, and then slowly moved the hand that had been behind her head away...
She lost her support and fell backward with her head heavy.
Zhou Yutong hurriedly held up her head and cried, "I won't watch it anymore! I won't die for a while! I won't come back alive even if I die! Stop talking!"
Gou An thought, from the tone you speak now, it sounds like I'm the one who's about to die.
Then she found that the hand holding her face was a little slippery. She took the hand that had just supported her head and took a look. The hand was shockingly red.
………………Damn.
"Don't tell me this is mine."
"...Would you believe me if I told you that my period came suddenly?"
Gou An threw away her hand and came to her senses. It was not that her eyes were red all over, but the blood from the wound on her head was covering her eyes.
The overwhelming pain came over her. She felt the pain but also thought that it was not a big deal. Her body had not activated the final stress response, which meant that she would not die. She moved her body, feeling sore all over, but she still crawled out of the corner by herself.
"Yelang?"
"Yelang?"
“…Ye Lang!”
The person in the corner was awakened by her soul-stirring cry and uttered a low groan of pain.
Gou An saw Ye Lang in the living room. He was lucky, with only one leg stuck under the collapsed wall. The refrigerator and an iron cabinet in the room helped him bear most of the weight...
He was also knocked unconscious by the broken ceiling and just woke up now.
He moved his legs, but they wouldn't move. They must have been broken. He didn't know if they were bloody or not, but he didn't want to know for the time being.
The last bit of power in Gou An's phone was only enough for her to turn on the screen. She saw the person trapped under the rubble.
Her fair and delicate face was full of disarray.
He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes like a fan covering the emotions in his eyes, and his pale lips were tightly pursed, perhaps because he was enduring pain or something...
There were scrapes and bruises on his face.
The dark cotton jacket he was wearing was so dirty that you couldn't even tell. The collar of the white shirt underneath was torn open, revealing his cold white collarbone, which was covered in shocking bruises.
There were spots of blood on the chest, collar and sleeves of the shirt, of varying degrees and duration.
He used his hands to try to move the huge rock pressing on him, his slender fingertips grasped the sharp stone, and blood flowed down the cracks between his cracked nails and fingers...
Gou An went up and slapped his hand away: "Don't you have any first aid knowledge? Don't move at this time."
Ye Lang was relieved of the force all of a sudden, and fell back to the ground in a panic like a dead dog. He lay on his back, glanced at Gou An who was hanging above his face, and said, "It seems that you need 120 more."
Gou An glanced at Ye Lang's left leg which was buried deep in the ruins, then calmly looked away.
Trying hard to convince herself not to care about the pool of dark suspicious liquid she saw in the weak fluorescent light of her phone, she admired her voice for not trembling at all. She said, "120 may be too busy. Why don't you try calling the mayor's hotline to complain?"
Ye Lang instructed Gou An, who was sitting cross-legged beside him, and taught her how to clumsily wrap her head with the bandage from the first aid kit.
Seeing Gou An wrapping herself up like an Indian and constantly asking him "Is it wrapped up neatly?", he sighed and told her that there was an electronic pen in his pocket and asked her to take it. When rescue came, she could use it to attract attention.
Gou An stopped groping for the bandage. In the darkness, Ye Lang heard the sound of her groping closer, rustling, with the smell of blood and the scent that always existed on her, which was almost covered by all kinds of complex smells.
Warm breath touched his nose.
"Where is it? Give it to me."
"Right pocket." Ye Lang closed his eyes. "You can just reach out and get it. I'm a little tired."
He immediately felt the silence of the person hanging above him, and heard her breath choke. Ye Lang let out a rare laugh from the depths of his throat: "Scared? Before today, I guess you wished I would die soon."
Gou An was no longer in the mood to deal with his bad jokes.
Holding the electronic pen, she confirmed that Ye Lang's heartbeat and breathing were stable. He was just tired and would not die for a while. She crawled forward in the living room that had collapsed so much that she could not stand up and walk. She inhaled dust into her nose, which made her want to sneeze.
She didn't dare.
Because sneezing would shock the head, her head now hurt so much that it felt like it was about to split.
Climbing to the wall, she pricked up her ears to listen to the movement outside the wall -
When will the wind stop blowing? When will the rain stop? Is the temperature outside more than ten degrees below zero? Otherwise, how can it be so cold?
How many shanty towns have collapsed and when will the government be able to successfully launch rescue operations?
Has someone died in this musty, smelly place ?
What was going on? Twelve hours ago, she was lying in the soft quilt with a strong chest like a stove leaning against her back.
When she felt too hot in the middle of the night, she would kick off the quilt, crawl out of the arms of the stove, and then, half asleep and half awake, let him drag her back.
So, what was He Jinxing doing? She blinked, her throat felt a little blocked, and the urge to cry surged up from her aching heart one after another.
There was no other reason, but just thinking about the name made her suddenly become a little weak.
Leaning against the wall, Gou An felt that she was probably going to die, so she had hallucinations. In the hallucinations, she heard the sound of a car passing by in the alley that even ghosts were reluctant to pass by now.
It was not an ordinary car. The sound of the broken car was like the sound of a car running rampant and demolishing a house.
She reluctantly sat up a little and pushed Zhou Yutong away who was still holding her. The latter was so sleepy and tired that she was about to fall asleep.
At this moment, he stood up with a "woohoo" sound, turned his head subconsciously, and looked out from the wall beside him, which had a big hole and only a shaky window frame to block the wind. Then Mudeng was stunned and silent for a while! He said, "I'll go."
Gou An also stretched his head to take a look out of curiosity.
Outside the building, on the ruins, in the midst of wind and rain, I saw a bright yellow heavy excavator trying to climb over the rubble and drive inside.
When a huge question mark appeared on Gou An's head, the driver sitting in the excavator looked up as if he had some telepathy.
Across the pouring rain——
However, those dark eyes captured with unusual clarity the pair of dark brown almond-shaped eyes on the second floor of the ruins beside them that were slowly widening in shock.
Gou An: “……………………………………”
If she wasn't really terminally ill and had hallucinations.
So awesome.
You are worthy of it, He Jinxing.
(End of this chapter)