I had a dream, a short, short dream.

I dreamed that I became the emperor, sitting in the dormitory with Erlang's legs crossed, the queen Zou Yue'e and the noble concubine Yan Wanru pinched my legs left and right, and behind me were other concubines, Jiang Yan, Xi Mansha, Yuan Yazhen, some gave me a slap on the back, some gave me a slap on the shoulder, oops, it was comfortable. This was a satisfaction in my heart, and I had to hold them all in my arms inch by inch, and everyone kissed them on the face.

Click, the picture is torn apart like a mirror hit by a stone.

I woke up instantly, I remember that in order to save Yan Wanru, I jumped into the mudslide, am I dead?

There was a slight splash in my ears, as if someone was talking, but even though I tried to prick up my ears, I couldn't hear clearly. My arms, shoulders, chest, thighs, ankles, every inch of skin from top to bottom hardly hurt, and no matter how much I controlled it, my body didn't listen to me and wouldn't move.

I don't know how long it took.

A light suddenly flashed in front of me, and at that moment, the control of the five senses and limbs seemed to be back in my hands.

Slightly open his eyelids, which seemed to be hanging from a block of lead, he tried to look ahead. In a blur, I saw a room, no, there were no walls around, it was a simple tent, I was lying on a bed, my whole body was wrapped in bandages, like a big rice dumpling, there was a doctor in a white coat around, and there were several sets of simple medical equipment scattered around, ticking and ticking, and the liquid hanging on the iron shelf slowly flowed down the catheter into the veins of my wrist.

"Saved?" I breathed a faint breath and said, "I'm not dead? ”

"Ahh Are you awake? The lady in the white coat shouted in surprise to the outside, "Great! Director! He's awake! ”

I tried to turn my head, but I found that my neck was sore and stiff, and I couldn't move at all, "Where am I?" ”

"It's a temporary tent set up by rescue officers and soldiers on the hillside outside Yang Village." The female doctor said, "You have been in a coma for a night. ”

The sound of hurried footsteps gradually came, "Teacher Yan! You are also wounded! Please cooperate with us! Don't move around! Mr. Yan! ”

"He woke up...... He woke up......" was Yan Wanru's muttering voice.

In the tent, Yan Wanru, who was dressed in a military coat, walked in anxiously, and a male doctor in his forties stood behind him.

My heart finally let go, and I reluctantly let myself laugh: "Sister Yan, are you okay?" ”

Yan Wanru looked at me with red eyes, suddenly covered her mouth, threw herself in front of my bed, and cried.

I snorted, trying to reach out to wipe her tears, but I couldn't move my hand, "Don't cry, aren't we all fine, go back to the hospital bed and lie down, don't trouble the doctor." But no matter how I persuaded her, Yan Wanru didn't say a word, just hugged my quilt and cried.

Her cry attracted a lot of people, the old village chief and a few villagers walked into the tent one after another, and I also saw Yang Yi and his parents.

I smiled and said hello to them.

The director in the white coat reminded: "The patient is still recovering, everyone should say something as soon as possible, don't delay the patient's rest." ”

The old village chief walked up to me tremblingly, his face a little excited and a little guilty, "Young man, on behalf of the whole village, thank you." ”

I said, "You're serious. ”

At this time, a female reporter squeezed through the crowd and came over, she may have just arrived, did not understand the situation, and immediately commanded a man with a camera behind to follow, and immediately, to the old village chief and others: "I am a reporter from the provincial TV station, just rushed from the disaster-stricken area of a neighboring county, may I ask, it is clear that the mudslide in Yang Village has the greatest damage, and even most of the village has disappeared, but why did I ask a few people, and they all said that no one was killed in the village?" What exactly did you do to avoid the torrent? ”

The old village chief sighed softly: "Before the mudslide came, we had already left. ”

The reporter was stunned: "Why?" ”

Yang Yi's mother pointed to me on the bed and said, "It was Gu Jing who discovered the mudslide in advance, so that our whole village took refuge on a small hillside outside, and only then did we escape." ”

The camera immediately turned on me, and I smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I don't want to be on camera, okay?" "I'm afraid that my mother will worry about me when she finds out.

The reporter looked at Yan Wanru who was crying suspiciously, "Teacher Yan, this is?" ”

Yang Yi's mother wiped two tears: "Teacher Yan's life was saved by this young man, the mudslide had already come at that time, but Teacher Yan twisted his foot and fell in the village, and there was no way to come over and make peace with us, it was Gu Jing who rushed down the hillside for the first time, and after carrying Teacher Yan on his back, he climbed onto the roof with her." ”

The female reporter said movingly: "Dodge? ”

"Nope." Yang Yi's father shook his head: "The torrent washed away the house, and they jumped onto a broken tree trunk, but Teacher Yan's physical strength couldn't hold the tree trunk for a long time. ”

Yang Yi's mother answered with tears in her eyes: "When Teacher Yan was about to fall into the water, Gu Jing went into the water by himself and carried Teacher Yan alive from the water, it was a mudslide, there were stones and sand in it, you don't know, half of the people in our village were crying at that time." ”

The female reporter was stunned, "In the mudslide? Still carrying Teacher Yan? That's when help came? ”

The old village chief sighed, "I didn't come. ”

"How do you ...... that?"

The director suddenly interjected: "When I arrived, the young man had just been rescued ashore, when I saw his dense wounds, I almost couldn't believe that this person was still alive, I asked Teacher Yan, asked the young man how long he dragged her in the mudslide, after Teacher Yan finished speaking, my first reaction was impossible, an adult, a strong adult, if he was allowed to carry a person on his shoulders and hold the trunk of a tree in the mudslide to fix his body, he could last no more than three minutes. ”

The female reporter was dumbfounded: "What about him? Ten minutes? ”

The old village chief gritted his teeth and said, "It's three hours!" It lasted three hours! ”

Yang Yi's mother sniffed and said: "Later, the rescuers arrived, and when they rescued Teacher Yan and wanted to save Gu Jing, they found that he was still holding the tree motionlessly. ”

The female reporter snorted: "Isn't it?" Can you hug it even if you are dizzy? ”

Yan Wanru raised her head from the quilt with red eyes: "Xiao Jing said that even if he dies, he will not let go." ”

The female reporter was silent for a while: "...... What about his injuries? ”

The director said: "I gave him a blood transfusion, he is out of danger, the wound needs to be restored, and the physical overdraft is too great, but the environment here is not suitable for recuperation, well, when he is a little more relieved, I suggest sending him to the provincial hospital or Yanjing Hospital to recuperate, so that the recovery will be faster." ”

Listening to what they say, I can roughly understand what is going on.

I was a little sleepy, squinted my eyes, and I didn't know when I went to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the body flickered under the body, as if someone was being carried on the stretcher, on the left hand side, Yan Wanru was holding the quilt tightly for me, surrounded by people, not only Yang Yi and the old village chief were there, but more than 100 villagers in Yang Village were also present, and every time the stretcher moved one meter to the mountain, the villagers also followed one meter, not leaving an inch.

"Let's all go back." A voice I didn't recognize said, "There is a car waiting in the county, and we will send him back to Yanjing safely." ”

The villagers did not speak, but still followed.

"Sister Yan." I screamed in a weak voice.

Yan Wanru immediately leaned over with concern, "You say." ”

I looked at the back, "Let the folks go back, no need to send it." ”

Yan Wanru gently pulled out the eye droppings in my eyes with her fingernails and flicked them to the ground, "Do you think I didn't say it?" But they didn't listen. Yan Wanru pinched my face like pinching her daughter, and smiled softly: "Okay, my little sick number, your task now is to take care of your illness, say a few words, and close your eyes and sleep for a while." ”

I sighed, "What about your injuries?" Okay? ”

Yan Wanru touched my cheek distressedly: "I hurt all my injuries, what can I do?" ”

There are a lot of mountain roads to go from Yang Village to the county seat, and it rained heavily the day before yesterday, and the road is very muddy, however, those old or young Yang Village villagers have no intention of returning, a few young people are holding the old village chief, and a few middle-aged people are taking care of two eight or nine-year-old children, just following me closely behind the stretcher.

I was a little moved, but I didn't know what to say.

When I arrived at the ambulance that had been waiting for a long time in the county, I said, "Please go back, everyone." ”

The old village chief was the first to walk up, "...... Young man, we countrymen are stupid and don't know what to say at such a time, but we will always remember your great kindness to our village, and when you are well and the village is rebuilt, you must come and see it. After that, he asked a middle-aged man to bring a few things and handed them to Yan Wanru: "This is your bag that is still on the hillside, and this one, you can also accept it." ”

It was a cloth-wrapped thing, and I couldn't see anything on the surface, it was supposed to be a box.

I hurriedly said: "I took the love, I can't ask for things, Sister Yan, you can return it to the old village chief quickly." ”

But the old village chief had already waved his hand and retreated, and before Yan Wanru could say anything, Yang Yi's father also stepped forward and stuffed a few rare books that were obviously soaked and dried onto my stretcher, "It's not worth a few dollars, you must accept it, this is a little bit of the heart of the people in our village, if you don't take it, how can we go back?" ”

"But ......"

"Gu Jing." Yang Yi smiled at me: "I still have your phone number, and when you come to Yanjing in the future, you have to invite me to dinner." He put his hand on his neck, "I haven't forgotten what happened that day, don't try to fool the past easily." ”

I laughed, "Okay." ”

After saying goodbye to the villagers one by one, Yan Wanru put them into the Audi, drove the A8 to follow the ambulance, and returned to Yanjing with us.

On the way, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional-it's good to be alive!

(To be continued)