Zhang Xiumei's words were sonorous and full of passion.
Just like a beacon in the dark night, it instantly restored faith and hope to the people who had already fallen into despair.
The people in the building were excited and excited.
As soon as the voice fell, thunderous applause broke out at the scene.
There was light in many people's eyes.
There were also many people who were moved to tears.
This should be the most exciting moment since the high temperature came.
Several soldiers on the cruise ship have helped the staff to put down the gangway.
Several staff members who had stood beside Zhang Xiumei before went down the gangway in several waves.
They will be responsible for answering everyone's questions at the glass windows of each building's passage, and conduct preliminary inspections and inquiries on everyone's ID cards and special skills.
There are armed soldiers guarding behind several people, which is very deterrent.
Soon, people who meet the requirements began to board the ship one after another.
Because of the identity verification and heavy rain, the speed was not fast.
Half an hour later, the gangway on the ship was collected by the soldiers.
The first and second floor cabins were packed with people, and the third floor deck was also full of people.
They were soaked by the rain, but everyone's face was full of joy and excitement, just like a lottery jackpot.
In sharp contrast to them, those who were almost able to get on the ship all looked disappointed.
Although Zhang Xiumei said that she would pick people up later, many people were still nervous.
"Woo woo woo!" The whistle sounded, meaning that the ship was about to set sail.
There were big waves in the water, and the cruise ship full of everyone's hopes and ideals slowly withdrew from the central garden of the community.
Jiang Yan withdrew her thoughts and gaze and put down the telescope.
*
The time soon came to eleven thirty in the afternoon.
Jiang Yan had a simple lunch, picked up the oldest clothes to put on, took out a mask, put it on, and carried a simple small bag before going out.
According to what Zhang Xiumei said before, the second boat to pick people up would arrive at about 12 o'clock.
The person responsible for checking identities and answering questions at the entrances of each corridor only had an ordinary loudspeaker, and the volume was not loud.
Jiang Yan couldn't hear clearly on the 32nd floor, so she wanted to go down to a closer floor in advance to get some information from the side.
See if she could hear some useful information or something.
After someone moved into 3203, which was closest to the fire door, the door was tightly closed last night.
The light in the corridor was much dimmer.
The fire door was not locked.
Jiang Yan guessed that someone had gone downstairs.
She took out a flashlight from her bag and went downstairs.
When she reached the corner platform on the 32nd floor, she saw a woman holding a plastic bag full of items in her hands and walking up from downstairs panting.
The items should not be heavy, but climbing the stairs is not easy.
When the other party saw her, her steps and eyes paused.
Jiang Yan also recognized the other party.
It was the pregnant young woman who moved to 3203 last night.
It seemed that her name was Wen Wanli.
She was a little confused. It was pitch dark in the corridor. Even though the eyes would gradually adapt to the darkness, it was actually easy to stumble when walking in it.
Especially since she was holding a plastic bag in front of her, her vision was completely blocked.
She is in the early stages of pregnancy, which is the most dangerous time.
If she falls down accidentally, the baby may be gone.
Jiang Yan didn't know how Wang Jin could let his wife be like this.
When she moved yesterday, she seemed to be carrying a lot of things.
Although Jiang Yan also heard that when her mother was pregnant with her, she was still working overtime to help sort packages and pack large supplies when she was about to give birth.
But people nowadays are obviously less resistant than they were then.
Just thinking like that, Jiang Yan subconsciously shone the flashlight in her hand at the steps in front of her.
The light swept across the latter's arms wrapped around the plastic bag.
Jiang Yan couldn't help but take a breath.
There were scars on the back of Wen Wanli's hands.
Many, many shocking scars.
It was a bit like the scars left after being cut by a knife.
It didn't look like suicide, suicides usually happen on the wrist.
The cuts on the back of the hand were more like some kind of unforgettable mark or deep hatred.
Some were new and some were old.
One of them had just formed a dark red blood scab, which was painful to look at.
Others were burns from cigarette butts.
There were also new and old ones.
Jiang Yan looked at the two hands, not knowing what she had experienced, but she felt her nose was slightly sour.
This suddenly reminded her of the tragic experience in the basement in her previous life.
After her rebirth, that experience had been deliberately sealed.
But at this moment, the memory was torn apart.
In her previous life, after one of her hands was cut by Song Deming, the other hand was also like that.
Almost exactly the same.
Not only knife cuts, but also cigarette burns, and other things.
She remembered that before she died, it was extremely cold.
Zhang Qiqi and Song Deming, who were roasting by the fire at the time, were so crazy that they came in with a piece of red-hot charcoal with tongs one day.
They attributed all their experiences to Jiang Yan and her mother.
They said that they were trapped in a villa on the top of the mountain, covered with mud and ice and snow outside, and no official could detect or rescue them. The origin was because of her.
They also said that if it really didn't work out, if the food in stock was exhausted, they would roast Jiang Yan.
But they didn't know how it would taste, so they roasted it partially with charcoal first.
In fact, Jiang Yan knew that it was because Song Deming wanted to violate Zhang Qiqi when she was not paying attention one day.
As soon as the claws stretched out, he was caught on the spot by Zhang Qiqi.
Song Deming's beastly behavior did not succeed, but Zhang Qiqi, who was jealous and mentally abnormal, blamed everything on Jiang Yan.
She called her shameless and shameless, and just remembered the hatred.
Jiang Yan still clearly remembers the sizzling sound when the red charcoal touched her skin, and the pungent smell of her skin and hair being burned.
And the piercing pain made her unforgettable.
So she kept this memory sealed and tried not to think about it.
But unexpectedly, today, she would be reminded of it.
In just a few seconds of recalling, Jiang Yan subconsciously broke out in cold sweat on her back.
In addition, Jiang Yan noticed that Wen Wanli exuded an indescribable smell of body fluids.
That smell either came from men.
Or, it came from the smell of leaves of a plant called Photinia fraseri.
Looking at this scene, it was obviously the former.
"Excuse me, are you Jiang Yan who lives in 3201?" Wen Wanli saw her staring at her scarred arm, and she pulled her sleeves to cover it up with an embarrassed look.
Jiang Yan took a breath silently, retracted her gaze and thoughts, and nodded "yes".
"We moved up from downstairs last night and live in 3203. You shouldn't mind, right?"
Wen Wanli looked at Jiang Yan with twinkling eyes and asked carefully.
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