"Ruan Hai, come on, there's news. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The voice of the village party secretary came, Ruan Hai told Ruan Xingxing vigorously not to run around, Ruan Xingxing also agreed, and then went to see the village party secretary. As a result, when he finished speaking, he turned his head, and Ruan Xingxing was gone.

Ruan Hai was just about to rush up to find someone when he heard an exclamation over the walkie-talkie: "Ruan Hai, run! Flood! What a big flood!"

At the same time, the village party secretary shouted: "Damn, an earthen dam upstream has burst! Run!" The village party secretary shouted with a loudspeaker while running, and the villagers didn't care about anything at this time, and ran along, and the scene was chaotic.

Ruan Hai was in a hurry, so he ran upstream, and his wife and children were still on it!

There was an exclamation over the intercom, and someone was shouting: "It's a landslide, I can't go up the mountain, run back!...... The water is rushing over!"

All that's left is the sound of water, and then there's nothing left.

At that moment, Ruan Hai only felt that his mind was blank, and the whole person was stupid, he only knew that running, running over, and finding them was his only thought.

Then two warriors came running, grabbed him, and called him, but he could not hear anything. The last two fighters had no choice but to knock him unconscious, pick him up and run to the nearby mountains.

The picture turned again, Ruan Hai knelt alone by the river, his eyes were full of sadness, and the village party secretary stood on the side. The village party secretary, smoking a dry cigarette, said: "Haizi, don't be sad, the living people have to shoulder the hope of those who are gone, you can't let their mothers and mothers still look at you unhappy below, right?"

Ruan Hai was silent.

"The water lotus has been buried, and she has gone peacefully. It's just a pity that Xiaoxing's child, no one has found it......" Speaking of this, the village party secretary also cried, muttering: "What a good child......"

Ruan Hai still didn't speak.

The village party secretary continued: "Haizi, I know that you are uncomfortable, in fact, I am also uncomfortable, but no matter how uncomfortable it is, I have to live." ”

Ruan Hai lowered his head, and then said: "If I hadn't been used to the stars that day and didn't let the two of them come, there would be no such things." It's all my fault...... They're gone, and I don't see any hope of living. I was in a panic ......"

"Hope?" the village party secretary fell into deep thought.

Ruan Hai lowered his head and didn't say anything, his eyes were full of death.

The village party secretary patted Ruan Hai on the shoulder and said, "I heard before that someone was washed away for dozens of miles in the flood and finally survived. ”

"Huh?" Ruan Hai raised his head suddenly, looking at the village party secretary with a look of hope.

The village party secretary nodded firmly and said, "What I said is true, the water is ruthless, but there are many variables. Most of the bodies were found, but none of the stars were found, and perhaps, she was still alive. ”

"Still alive?" Ruan Hai's eyes brightened.

The village party secretary smiled: "Maybe it's still alive, if I were you, I would try to find it, what if I find it one day?"

As a result, before the words fell, Ruan Hai suddenly got up and rushed into the river, and the village party secretary was startled, and was about to stop him, but saw that Ruan Hai was actually swimming......

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if it's true, when Ruan Hai came out again, he was holding a red scarf wrapped in mud!

"Zhishu, this is Xiaoxing's!" Ruan Hai exclaimed excitedly.

"Yes, it's Xiaoxing's. Ruan Hai, live well, go to find it well, there is always hope. The village party secretary smiled, got up and knocked on the cigarette bag and pot, and went back to the village. He knew that before he found Xiaoxing, Ruan Hai couldn't die.

However, what the village party secretary didn't expect was that Ruan Hai found the red scarf, although he was happy, but at the beginning of the next day, he was dumb. No one knows why he is dumb, in short, no matter who talks to him, he will nod his head, hum and agree, but he will not speak.

Gradually, it was rumored that Ruan Hai became mute because he was too sad......

The picture, turn again, spring to autumn for 20 years, for 20 years, Ruan Hai almost every day except for work, the rest of the time, morning, noon and evening, will go to the edge of the Dongjiang River on time, make a bowl of Ruan Xingxing's favorite meal, pour it into the river, and then search the Dongjiang River over and over again, looking for the almost non-existent hope. He started drawing, and he got better and better, and he started handing out more and more leaflets, but he never wrote and he didn't let anyone write on them......

Fang Zheng saw this scene and sighed, he finally understood everything. Ruan Hai could speak, but he felt guilty that he had promised Ruan Xingxing back then, which led to the departure of Ruan Xingxing and He Shuilian, so he stopped talking; he deliberately did not write, because he was afraid, he was afraid that he would write too much, and others would understand it, and he would really help him find it, but it would bring bad news; he had searched for 20 years, and it could be said that he had already searched for all of it, but he was still searching, only for the sake of that almost non-existent hope...... However, it has to be said that this is also his only hope to live! This is a man who lives in hope but is almost in despair!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng put away a dream of yellow sorghum supernatural powers, turned around and left. For Ruan Hai, Fang Zheng didn't know how to help him and bring him back to life? Obviously, it was impossible, and to give him a real and cruel reality? That would be tantamount to sending him on his way! Twenty years of fetters and twenty years of hope will collapse once they collapse......

"Master, where are you going?" Seeing Fang Zheng going out, the red boy hurriedly chased after him.

Ouyang Fenghua followed, Fang Zheng thought about it, and told the two of them about Ruan Hai, after listening, the red boy was silent, and Ouyang Fenghua cried.

Red Boy said, "Master, can we not come into contact with this kind of fool in the future?"

Knock knock!

Fang Zheng and Ouyang Fenghua gave him a burst of chestnuts.

Fang Zheng was fine, but Ouyang Fenghua covered his hands in pain and complained, "Is your head made of iron?"

Fang Zheng said: "Harder than iron." ”

Ouyang Fenghua nodded, and then said, "Mage, do you want to help him?"

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know where to start." ”

"I think what he needs is hope, more hope......" Ouyang Fenghua said.

But the red boy said: "Hope? Give more hope, so what? The greater the hope, when the truth appears, it will be despair." ”

This is also a headache for Fangzheng, the three of them chatted for a long time, and they didn't say one, two, three.

In the end, Fang Zheng came to the abbot's room again, told Zen Master Xiaguang what he knew, and then said distressedly: "Zen Master, the poor monk wants to help him, but he doesn't know where to start. ”

Zen Master Xiaguang smiled and said, "It's only because I'm in this mountain." ”

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, staring at Zen Master Xiaguang, Zen Master Xiaguang, and said with a smile: "Who are you?"

"Monks. Fang Zheng said subconsciously.

Zen Master Xiaguang nodded and said, "Yes, you are a monk, let go of the red dust, a monk, you put yourself into the red dust again, and your eyes are covered by the red dust, how can you see everything clearly?"