Chapter 10 (13)
Yu Meng screamed. Instinctively, she grabbed Lao Luan's legs and pulled them out with all her might, but the mud seemed to have a mouth, resisting her and sucking her in.
She was sinking deeper and deeper. The rain was pouring down, and Yu Meng couldn't tell the difference between pain and tears. She had only one thought in her mind: save him. She had to save Lao Luan. Moon City was doomed. Lao Luan had to live! She didn't want to deal with his funeral! If he died like this, would Haoyu and Zhengyu ever let her go and forgive her? No, no, no, she didn't want him to die. It was strange that at this moment, Yu Meng actually realized that she did have feelings for Lao Luan.
She took off her raincoat, spread it on the mud, and quickly moved to a bare stone. She took off her pants, tied one end to Luan Chengyun's feet, and carried the other end on her shoulder. She turned into a female boatman and pulled with all her might!
Slowly, Luan Chengyun was pulled out like a carrot. Yu Meng grabbed him and scrambled, quickly dragging him onto the rocks. Then he desperately dug through the mud, ripped off his raincoat, and quickly picked mud and sand from his mouth and nostrils. He patted his back, seemingly still breathing.
The heavy rain washed out Luan Chengyun's face. He hadn't woken up yet. Yu Meng was so anxious that she wanted to cry. What should she do? Yes, artificial respiration. She sucked hard into Old Luan's mouth, and her mouth was full of mud and sand. She choked and coughed. She had no choice but to turn Luan over, and used her raincoat to collect water, and continued to help him clean his mouth, nostrils, and ear canals, and perform first aid. Time passed by minute by minute, and it was so long. Yu Meng squatted beside Luan Chengyun, repeating mechanical movements over and over again. She wanted to save him, he couldn't die! Yu Meng cried, saved people, and chanted, "I won't let you die! You are not allowed to die! I won't let you die..."
Finally, Lao Luan choked and came back to life. Yu Meng yelled, hugged his head, and kissed his forehead fiercely. Lao Luan coughed under the pressure. Yu Meng quickly let go of him. The rain continued to fall, and she held his face, laughing and crying at the same time.
The heavy rain and floods caused by this tropical cyclone have killed 39 people and displaced more than 200,000 people in the past week. The government has launched an international aid campaign and built a refugee camp near the town.
Yu Meng and Luan Chengyun found temporary shelter there. With communications down and supplies scarce, Yu Meng felt cut off from the world, as if she had just stepped off Noah's Ark, the survivors of a great flood. She and Luan were like Eve and Adam, only instead of living in the Garden of Eden, they were left with little clothing and no food, forced to forge a new era on their own.
At least I survived.
Luan's lungs were damaged, making it difficult for him to speak. Yu Meng's job tomorrow was to gather food. It was a bit like slash-and-burn farming. She tried everything she could to get some food, steaming and boiling it to nourish Luan. Her expensive designer bag was still there, but it had been completely reduced to a gathering container, no different from the local women's bamboo baskets. Everything was turned upside down. Yu Meng suddenly realized how precious Luan was. Isn't it? At the ends of the earth, on the brink of life and death, with someone like this by your side, what else could you ask for? What else could you want? However, Yu Meng did not agree to remarry Luan. She thought it was not the right time. She hadn't thought it through.
Is she remarrying because she is moved? She doesn't want to.
Let’s talk about it when we get back.
As night fell, Yu Meng would sometimes sing to relieve her boredom. She would sing "The Place of First Love." No matter how badly she sang, Luan Chengyun would always applaud her.
A few days later, the young translator brought over some Chinese books, and Luan spent his free time reading. It was like fleeing a disaster. Yu Meng felt as if she was carefully avoiding something. It was as if this flood had pushed her relationship with Old Luan into a new phase.
If you don't talk about yourself, talk about others.
Yu Meng commented on the sisters one by one and told Lao Luan about it.
"Jia Jie is playing the pig to eat the tiger, wanting to refuse but also to accept. Maybe now her relationship with Xiao Bai will also change from quantitative to qualitative."
"Shuang is just too pretentious. Whatever you do, think about it. Just do it first and then think about it."
"Rui's fate is that we can share adversity but not wealth."
"Rest is the same, find an actor to clean up after you in the future."
"What should I do with the old man? He'll be so angry he'll die. His face will be distorted." Yu Meng made a gesture, squeezing his face into a piggy shape. Lao Luan laughed out loud.
Yu Meng was talking excitedly. Lao Luan asked in his hoarse voice, "What about you?" Yu Meng was speechless. "I used to live a life of hustle and bustle, counting my days with vigor and excitement," he said, then turned dejected. "I'm really old."
“Everyone gets old.”
"Women are particularly cruel when they get old." She felt lost. Only here would she tell Luan this.
"Do you remember the first time we met?" Luan asked suddenly.
"You are the patient, and I am the nurse," Yu Meng said casually. Then she suddenly realized something and pointed at him, then at herself, "It's still the same now."
Both of them laughed.
"Life is a cycle," Yu Meng sighed, "Back then, you pretended to be sick."
"It's really sick."
"The first time I was really sick, then I pretended to be sick."
"It was true later on, it just prolonged the course of the disease. I wanted to see you more often." Lao Luan explained.
"You should look at me more now. Who knows, we may not meet again once you go back." Yu Meng said.
Lao Luan smiled but said nothing.
"What?"
"You're interesting."
"What's the meaning."
"One thing you say, one thing you mean."
"Not all people are like that."
Yu Meng changed the subject, "What do you want to eat?"
"Can we order?" Luan asked.
"Try to satisfy."
"Fish," he said seriously. Saving people is a meritorious deed, and they should be rewarded accordingly.
Fish are plentiful here, living by the water. But Yu Meng thought they looked too strange, so she only dared to cook the smaller ones. She only knew how to cook. Given the current conditions, boiling was the only option.
Yu Meng brought a bowl of fish soup into the tent.
Luan Chengyun took it, took a sip, and gave a thumbs-up. His throat problem had recurred, and his voice was even hoarseer.
Yu Meng also filled a bowl for herself and sat next to him, deliberately saying, "It would be good if you were really mute. I wouldn't have to listen to your greasy words, and the meal would be more refreshing."
Luan Chengyun smiled silently, his nasolabial folds raised.
"Anyway, we're even." Yu Meng said again.
Luan Chengyun made an OK gesture.
Yu Meng added, "Everything in the past... all... everything... your... my... mistakes... are all wiped out." She gestured, as if talking to a foreigner, or a mute.
Luan still had a smile on his face.
Yu Meng suddenly felt lost. "It's gone. Everything is gone. I have to start all over again, a new era." He said with a wry smile.
We must be optimistic. Even a wry smile is still a smile.
Someone poked their head in. It was the young translator. He informed Yu Meng that communications had been restored in the town and someone had called looking for her. Yu Meng asked who it was. The translator said it was a woman. Yu Meng said, "If she calls again, tell her I'll be waiting at 7 p.m. and ask her to call back then." The translator said he would pass on the message. The refugee camp was some distance from the town center. Communication was only by appointment.
At 7 p.m., Yu Meng arrived at the town's rebuilt communications center. Around 7:10 p.m., the phone rang. It was Yu Jia. The two sisters were thrilled. Yu Jia kept asking about the situation, saying that those who survived a great disaster would surely have good fortune in the future. Speaking of Lao Luan, Yu Meng briefly explained his recent situation and inquired about Haoyu and Zhengyu.
Yu Jia assured her, saying the children were fine. He then added, "I just learned something. Weng Yue mentioned it, and I need to let you know." Yu Meng was puzzled as to what Weng Yue had to convey. Yu Jia succinctly conveyed the core message, and Yu Meng was so shocked that she could hardly hold the phone.
After the call, she was stunned and went out. After walking for a while, she realized that she was going in the wrong direction, so she turned back and went back to the camp.
The tent entrance was lit up, and there were fireflies all around.
Yu Meng lowered her head and walked in. Luan was lying there, reading an old book with the emergency light on.
Yu Meng snatched the book from him, tears streaming down her face, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Luan looked at her, puzzled.
Yu Meng shouted, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
Luan spread his hands, pretending to be relaxed.
"It's you..." Yu Meng said sadly.
Luan sat up, his eyes blazing.
"Min Jianzhong...you are Min Jianzhong...you are the investor...the investor is you...Min Jianzhong is you..." Yu Meng spoke incoherently.
Getting more and more excited.
Luan Chengyun's face was calm, as if he were Noah, obeying fate, building a large boat and escaping Yu Meng. He was Min Jianzhong. Without using an alias, how could she possibly accept his help? He was willing to accompany her on this journey, even if it meant disaster, even if it was difficult.
"You are so silly, so silly, so silly..." Yu Meng rushed over, hugged him, kissed him, and burst into tears.
Luan Chengyun also hugged her.
"You are trash!" Yu Meng's expression made it hard to tell whether she was crying or laughing.
"It's all garbage..." Luan said.
After the flood, people also became garbage.
“Why why why why…” Yu Meng hit his face randomly and cried.
Luan hugged her again.
The emergency lights went out. The world was completely dark. Only fireflies fluttered outside the tent, like countless stars. She had nothing to fear. As long as he was in her arms, she had nothing to fear.
Luan rolled over and pinned her down.
She held his arm tightly, so strong and reliable. Only at this moment did Yu Meng truly understand and feel the deep, simple, broad and great power of a man.
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