Li Youcai, a middle-aged man who last recorded the situation of the household.

He is also a tenant of this building, and because of the relationship of the street office, he naturally became the person in charge of this building.

The day-to-day task is to coordinate the relationship between the floors and move the flooded tenants to the rooms upstairs.

He had already looked for Fu An'an once, just for this matter.

The purpose is the same this time.

Looking at Fu An'an at the door, he said with a smile,

"An An is like this, there is really no place in the corridor and corridor, there are only you and your brother in the house, it is better to take in Da Liu and his family. Everyone upstairs and downstairs are neighbors, help. ”

Fu An'an glanced at the young man and woman next to the man, and then shook his head.

"Uncle Li, my brother said that he doesn't accept people from outside. Don't you live in a big house with 100 square meters on the seventh floor? Make room for them to live in. ”

It's not that she doesn't want to help, it's just that she's afraid of luring the wolf into the house.

What's more, going up on the fourth floor, there are not many people who accept the residents on the lower floors, so he grabbed her alone.

Li Youcai always likes to be generous to others, and he lives on the seventh floor and never even takes out a bottle of mineral water.

Fu An'an said softly, blocking back this person's words.

Stairwells and corridors are not impossible to sleep.

After saying that, Fu Anan closed the door, thinking that it was not very safe, he inserted the key into the lock hole and turned around.

Beaver City Day 14; Day 11 of the rainstorm

The heavy rain continued, and the third floor was half submerged.

Fu An'an's mobile phone was out of battery, completely cutting off the outside source of information.

However, the government's news was not updated a day ago, and the last message was for the residents of Beaver City to prepare enough food to try to save themselves.

More and more people moved up, and people and belongings were piled up in the corridors, crowded to the point where there was barely a place to stay.

Bang bang bang –

There was another knock on the door.

Fu Anan didn't open the door, uncovered the blocked cat's eye and looked outside.

A child is held by an adult and beckons to her through a cat's eye.

Fu An'an's lips pursed slightly, his fingers touched the doorknob back and forth repeatedly, and his thoughts struggled between opening the door and not opening it.

Fu Anan looked at the adults behind the child, and finally did not open the door.

Re-cover the cat's eye and check the door lock.

There was a sound of the door opening nearby.

The neighbor relented and welcomed the child's family in.

Fu An'an sat back by the window, looking at the water level getting higher and higher, wondering if the water would flood the sixth floor.

Beaver City doesn't really turn into a sea, does it?

In addition to leaves and garbage, two swollen corpses floated on the murky water.

I don't know where it came from, but the corpse undoubtedly cast a shadow over people's hearts.

At night

Lightning and thunder, wind and rain, and the storm came again.

Fu An'an fell asleep listening to the sound of heavy rain, and suddenly heard a screaming scream.

The voice was sharp and short, waking Fu Anan from his sleep.

Upon closer inspection, except for the thunder and the sound of wind and rain, the corridor and the next door were very quiet, as if it were an illusion.

But Fu An'an was beating extremely fast, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

It wasn't until the morning that Fu An'an fell asleep groggy, and then was broken by the sound of the door.

The door lock is turning, and someone outside is using the key to open the door.

Of course, they couldn't open it, because Fu An'an blocked the lock with a key inside.

Uncovering the cat's eye, Fu Anan saw Li Youcai, and there were several lower-level residents around him.

"What are you doing?"