I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

When Sun Lu arrived, the rescue operation had not yet ended, and the beige-white greenhouse collapsed into a flat bulge, like a small blister on a puddle in the rain.

A few lights swayed lonely in the rain, and I wonder if they will fall overwhelmed in the next second.

There are many people on the move, and it is especially difficult to move in such a storm.

Someone in one corner couldn't hold the rope, cursing and sliding out slowly.

Sun Lu rushed into the rain, ran over and stretched out his hand to help.

The other party shouted: "Thanks, brother!"

The rain continued to wash on the faces, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

Sun Lu shouted: "Has anyone been rescued?"

"None of them have come out yet. Fortunately, it is raining. The wind is too big and it is too difficult to rescue."

Sun Lu stared at the flattened greenhouse, feeling cold in his heart.

He didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of dragging his feet, and delaying the rescue work, he could only help do what he could.

The hotel lobby is brightly lit, and passengers with a little embarrassed attitude in the wind and rain come in from time to time, and the cleaner pushes the mop to constantly go back and forth with footprints and water stains.

Zhao Yinqing waited for almost twenty minutes, Fan Yangxu and the props supervisor arrived, and the three of them went to the scene of the accident together after meeting.

The wind was raging and the rain was raging, and the city was being washed frantically.

Those who were buried were the assistants of the partner and the small workers who carried the props. There were two persons in charge at the scene. The time of the incident was after get off work, which was considered the greatest blessing.

"Have you notified their family members?" Fan Yangxu said, standing under the canopy, looking at the behemoth.

"Not yet, but the contact information has already been obtained. I want to wait for someone to come out and make sure of the situation before calling this call." After all, this call will not help at all. Waiting for a lot of people to come, adding to the worry and The riots, if it affects the rescue at the scene, it will be even more costly.

Fan Yangxu nodded: "Let's talk about it later depending on the situation."

Negotiations with the leader of the rescue team, the other party said that the trapped person made a sound to indicate the location. Although the injury situation is unknown, it is still a good phenomenon.

On a typhoon day, the wind mixed with raindrops blew over, wet the trouser legs and forehead, and the cold that constantly seeped in made Zhao Yinqing shiver.

Fan Yangxu asked her to hide inside.

Zhao Yinqing shook his head and said, "It's been too long, why haven't we made any progress?"

The props supervisor said solemnly: "The wind is too strong, and if one is unstable, it is afraid of secondary damage. The messy poles in the shed will fall down if you don't pay attention, which is very dangerous."

Rescuers didn't dare to climb up casually, and they couldn't directly hang up in the greenhouse. Finally, a gap was made at the edge to let people get in, confirm the inside situation, and use the walkie-talkie to go deep inside and outside.

One of them was rescued an hour later. The two were not far apart. The remaining one came out smoothly within a few minutes. There was no obvious serious injury. He could walk, and there were a lot of minor bruises. Finally, he got into the ambulance and went to the hospital. an examination.

The rescue work finally came to an end, and the big guys were relieved.

"I'll take care of the rest. You can go back to the hotel and rest first." Fan Yangxu raised his wrist to look at his watch, "It should be resolved before twelve o'clock. Wait until the weather clears up on the scene before cleaning up."

He patted Zhao Yinqing on the shoulder and drove to the hospital with the props supervisor.

The people gradually dispersed, and the fire engine was making the final finishing touches.

Zhao Yinqing stood under the eaves of the porch, and after scanning a circle, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Zhao Yinqing!" someone called her.

Being submerged in the still raging wind and rain is not very real.

Zhao Yinqing hesitated for a while, feeling that he had auditory hallucinations.

"Zhao Yinqing!"

This sound suddenly became much clearer, with obvious eagerness.

Zhao Yinqing hurriedly turned around, and there was a huge illuminating lamp opposite. The pouring rain was shining white light under the light, and some people came back against the light and walked towards the wind and rain.

Only when the distance was close did I see Sun Lu's pale but still delicate face, as if he had been fished out of the river from head to toe, his shirt clinging to his body, a hint of flesh-colored faintly revealed.

Zhao Yinqing looked at him in astonishment and said, "Why are you here?"

Sun Lu's chest rises and falls slightly, standing in front of her, watching the person in front of him closely, and after confirming that he is all right, he is completely relieved, and he lowers his head and twists his shirt and his shirt: "I can't get your call, and I heard you on the radio again. News, so I'm here."

His tone was fairly steady, but his hands were shaking constantly.

"I don't know where I dropped my mobile phone. It should be difficult to drive when the car comes over?"

"It's ok, just drive slowly."

He was still twisting the water, again and again, repeatedly twisting it, looking more like hiding something.

Zhao Yinqing called him: "Sun Lu."

"Ok?"

"Don't screw it up, there's no water."

The hem of the clothes was so wrinkled that it couldn't get out of the water at all.

He nodded, then squatted down and began to twist the trouser legs, both of the trouser legs were twisting back and forth.

Zhao Yinqing frowned: "What's the matter with you?"

Sun Lu said: "There is too much water, just screw off a little bit to get in the car."

Zhao Yinqing squatted down and pulled his hand over. The ice was astonishing, and he threw it slightly shaking, not knowing if it was cold or what was wrong.

"There is no water, what are you screwing?" Zhao Yinqing stared at him suspiciously, "What's the matter with you?"

Sun Lu felt an inexplicable sense of tension at the moment, perhaps because of his fear, or thinking of the dreams he often encountered. The combination of the two constantly pushed him to a bottomless cliff.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Yinqing asked again in a slow tone.

Sun Lu rubbed his numb fingers, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

Afraid of you dying, fear of a nightmare coming true.

But this sentence can't be said anyhow, as if once it is said, it will really be fulfilled.

He shook his head and remained silent.

Zhao Yinqing waited for a meeting. After no results, he pulled the people up and went back to the hotel together. He met Nian Ran in the corridor and told her about the situation. The little girl's expression became clear.

Zhao Yinqing said, "Do you still have **** tea?"

"Yes, I'll send it to you later."

Zhao Yinqing gave an "um" and said, "Thank you, I want two packs."

"Ok."

After returning to the room, Sun Lu went to take a bath first, and Zhao Yinqing plugged in the electric kettle while sending news to Fan Yangxu.

Nian Ran quickly brought the **** tea, and Zhao Yinqing made two cups.

He took a glass and halfway through the drink, Sun Lu came out after washing, naked to the waist, with a bath towel tied around his waist, and was steamed by the heat. His complexion looks better than before, but the tone of the whole person is still gloomy. Awesome.

"Drink tea." Zhao Yinqing raised his chin and said.

Sun Lu took another cup of **** tea from the counter and sipped it.

"how does it taste?"

"It's okay." It's sweet and spicy, but it's acceptable.

Zhao Yinqing sat down at the table, preparing to do some work, waiting for Fan Yangxu's last news by the way.

The room was quiet, with only one big bed. Sun Lu stood for a while and sat down by the bed, staring at Zhao Yinqing not far away.

"Let’s sleep here tonight." Zhao Yinqing clicked the mouse and said, "The wind and rain are so heavy, don’t go back. It’s not easy to drive. If you go out and drive to the stagnant section of the road, the fire will be turned off. More troublesome."

Zhao Yinqing glanced at the time: "It's almost eleven o'clock, and it's really too late."

Sun Lu said "OK", drank all the water in the cup, and asked her: "Are you still asleep?"

"I wait for news from our leaders, but I don't know what's going on in the hospital."

"I just saw that the two trapped people are in good condition, there will be no major problems."

"Yes, now the family members have also notified them. I don't know if they have rushed to the hospital. I hope that the rest of the compensation matters will go smoothly."

The phone vibrated at this time, Zhao Yinqing glanced, and Fan Yangxu said it was all done.

She closed the computer, went to bed on the other side, turned off the bedside lamp on her side, and looked at Sun Lu.

The two looked at each other, and Sun Lu lay down and turned off the lights.

The room sank into darkness, and Sun Lu turned over, hugged Zhao Yinqing, buried his face on her neck, and took a deep breath.

Neither of them spoke, but held them so quietly, warm and comfortable.

I don't know how long it took Zhao Yinqing to fall asleep. This was the first time they shared a bed after the two were together. Sun Lu secretly prayed that the nightmare would not come, but perhaps the more nervous, the more it will come.

He not only dreamed, but also dreamed a different dream.

In the past, he had a high probability of dreaming about Zhao Yinqing's disdain for Zhao Yinqing, and then he suddenly woke up when Zhao Yinqing fell.

He knew it was a dream, but he couldn't reverse the situation every time. The Zhao Yinqing in the dream became very different from now. She was gentle and pleasing to herself, meticulous and considerate. It was a treatment she could not even think of. Said that he should be happy and cherish.

But I don't know why, I was stupid and awkward in my dream, I didn't think so in my heart, and the words that came out of my mouth were often reversed.

Until it is irretrievable.

At first, after waking up, he couldn't help but slap himself severely, and then there was only despair and pain.

But what I dreamed of this night was the derivative version from the back, which would no longer end when I fell down.

As soon as the picture turned, he arrived at Zhao Yinqing’s tomb. The photo on the tombstone was fixed at the year when Zhao Yinqing was 26 years old. The person on it was smiling, vaguely familiar with the taste, but it was completely different. Softer and gentler.

He empathized with the ‘Sun Lu’ inside, and felt the sorrow and despair in his heart, his heart was about to die from colic, but the attitude he showed did not change his previous duplicity.

He was irritable and angry without covering up, sweeping down all the neatly arranged sacrifices, and the tombstone became messy, but the person in the photo still smiled gently, as tolerant and kind as usual.

He suddenly broke down, out of control so much that he didn't know what to do.

At this time, I heard a clean and familiar voice, with a touch of helplessness, and said: "I'm dead, why bother? Anyway, you are free, and I won't pester you again, don't smash I'm dead, how ugly to say it."

The people inside are crazy, and the people who fall asleep are going crazy too.

No!

Do not give up on me!

That's not me, this person is not me!

"No!" Sun Lu woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, the wind and rain outside the window had not stopped, the room was quiet, the person in his arms was breathing lightly, and was sleeping peacefully.

fortunately! fortunately!

My heart was empty, this moment was filled in an instant, and the thick despair that had disappeared instantly.

Sun Lu hugged Zhao Yinqing tightly, his nose was sour and his eyes were hot, and finally couldn't help but tears slipped quietly.

He leaned forward and dropped a light kiss behind Zhao Yinqing's ears, and stopped when people began to struggle when they were uncomfortable, and patted Zhao Yinqing's back in a soothing manner, and stopped when people continued to fall asleep.

However, this night Sun Lu couldn't sleep anymore, and stared at Zhao Yinqing's faint facial lines through the not-so-bright light leaking through the window.

Only by looking at it truly, the fear that cannot be ignored will disappear.

Sun Lu didn't dare to think about what would happen to him if he really lost Zhao Yinqing one day, maybe he would really lose the ability to live.