Qin Yun didn't have a good temper today, and said word by word: "Want, let, him, die." ”

Lu Yiheng looked at him, "Speak well." ”

Qin Yun looked back at him, his eyes were red, "That horse is my brother, if Yuan Muchen dies, I will let him be buried with him, is there a problem?" ”

Sun Mengjiao's heart skipped a beat.

To what extent the relationship between Qin Yun and Yuan Muchen is deep, Sun Mengjiao is not very clear.

But looking at Qin Yun's ruthless appearance, her heart couldn't help but hurt.

Lu Yiheng was leisurely, and after hearing that, he leaned back directly on the sofa, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was paralyzed there, his two long legs overlapped each other, and his right hand kept rubbing the fingers of his left hand, and he spoke after a long time, "I'm responsible for solving it, you guys are busy." ”

*

This conversation ended with Lu Yiheng's tolerance, and Qin Yun left violently.

But Yuan Muchen's matter has not yet been resolved.

Zhao Zifeng's company began to handle the handover, and most of them were panicked, but Sun Mengjiao settled down.

Because the person who took over was Second Uncle Yuan.

The variety show she recorded before is still broadcasting, and the popularity has not dropped, and with the blessing of Second Uncle Yuan, she has a gap of two days.

The aftermath of the earthquake continues, with ruins everywhere, people who have lost their loved ones are displaced, crying and crying, turning on the TV every day, and every station is going to broadcast the latest progress of the earthquake.

How many people have been rescued today, and how many have died.

The fragility of human beings is vividly reflected at this moment, no matter how powerful we are, how awesome the products we can research, in the face of natural disasters, we are powerless to resist.

Disasters are merciless, and people are merciful.

At this time, no one is saying cool words, and everyone is a unified collective.

The social wind is unprecedentedly unanimous.

Sun Mengjiao stayed in front of the TV for two days, and set up a WeChat group with Qin Yun, but Yuan Muchen still had no news.

Finally, she couldn't wait.

The company chose an image ambassador to send greetings to the disaster area instead of the company, which was a good opportunity to shape the public image.

There was a knock on the door.

Zhao Zifeng has also been very busy recently, the transfer of the company at home, the company at hand, and Yuan Muchen's affairs, one by one, even if he is an iron man, he can't bear it.

Zhao Zifeng, who can only sleep four or five hours a day, is now tired.

"Why are you here?" As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

Sun Mengjiao sat down boldly and talked to him straight to the point, "I'm going to Qingyue City." ”

Without thinking about it, Zhao Zifeng directly refused, "No, it's still unstable over there, if something happens to you, how can I explain to Brother Chen?" ”

"Even if I don't go, there will be other people in the company." Sun Mengjiao retorted, "Moreover, as long as there are no aftershocks over there now, I will be fine." ”

"What if there is an aftershock?" Zhao Zifeng rubbed his eyebrows, "Everyone doesn't agree with you going over there, what Brother Chen meant before he left was that you stayed here and waited for him to come back." ”

Sun Mengjiao was very strong when she encountered a major event, and she would never give in to this kind of principled issue, but looking at Zhao Zifeng's haggard appearance, she was embarrassed to say anything weak, so she could only play the emotional card.

"He and I are one husband and wife." Sun Mengjiao lowered her voice, infinitely sad, "Now that his life and death are uncertain, how can I stay here?" ”

Sun Mengjiao is now showing her acting skills at the level of a movie queen, with a look of crying, and she performed the momentum of life and death, which made Zhao Zifeng feel that if he didn't agree to her, then he would be the executioner of their relationship.

He couldn't see a woman being wronged in his life, so he sighed and took out his mobile phone, "I'll discuss it with Qin Yun." ”

As a result, Qin Yun's side quickly relaxed, "Give it to her, I'll go with her." ”

The 48 hours after the earthquake is the golden search and rescue period, and the search and rescue personnel who are active on the front line have not slept for the past few days, but Yuan Muchen is still silent.

Everyone said that it was all false if they were not worried, and they had to call Lao Zhou, who was in charge of the search over there, every day they got the same answer, not only Sun Meng was anxious, but Qin Yun was even more anxious.

He originally planned to stay in Kyoto to deal with Lu Jingyu's house, but now that someone has taken over, it is naturally safer to go in person.

Sun Mengjiao, as a public figure, it is more appropriate to go over there to be a bright side, otherwise she will appear suddenly, and I don't know what kind of uproar it will cause.

The company set Sun Mengjiao as the rescue ambassador, taking the drugs and materials donated by the company on the road, and filming and interviewing during this period, Qin Yun naturally couldn't go with her.

Qingyue City is located in the central part of the city, and there are usually constant earthquakes, with a small earthquake every three or five months, but it has not experienced a major earthquake for more than 50 years.

Kicking out the ruins of the building on TV, rescuers rushing back and forth in the earthquake victims, people buried under the bricks, people who have just been rescued, some are still alive, some have lost their breath.

Seeing it with your own eyes is far more shocking than what you come up on TV.

One second you still think he is saved and you are chatting with him, but the next second you can hear the mournful cries of his relatives.

Homeless children look at the world in confusion, crying and unable to express the sadness in their hearts.

Sun Mengjiao stayed here for a morning, helped distribute the supplies, and then called Qin Yun and the others.

Their main search area was in Baiyu Mountain, which was open and mostly covered with trees and rubble, as well as cracks in the ground.

But in a huge Baiyu Mountain, finding a few people is like looking for a needle in a haystack, even if they have borrowed a police dog from the local police.

There is no use for eggs.

Day after day, three days have passed, and there is no news of Yuan Muchen.

Sun Mengjiao's heart was cold, and dreaming every night was related to Yuan Muchen.

From the day they met, to the more than ten years of displacement, every frame is an unmissable memory of her past life.

She desperately tried to grab Yuan Muchen's hand, but every time she woke up from a dream, she was disappointed.

She floats in the deep sea of memories, and the only piece of driftwood is lost.

Every time I wake up, the pillow towel is wet.

In the middle of the night, she woke up and looked at the full moon outside the window, and her heart was mixed.

It's been the sixth day, and Yuan Muchen still has no news.

Although Zhao Zifeng said that no news is good news.

But at such times, the longer it drags on, the less chance there is to survive.

Baiyu Mountain has been turned over several times, and the gravel all over the mountain, Sun Mengjiao's feet are about to break, and it is useless.

There are doctors shuttling back and forth here every day, and search and rescue personnel who are so tired that they can only sleep for two or three hours a day, and everyone's eyes are full of the value of life.

Sun Mengjiao took out her mobile phone, and the heat of the news had gradually decreased.

In another month, how many people will remember those who have passed?

She's in a bit pessimistic right now.

I took out my phone and wanted to call someone, but I found that it was three in the middle of the night. point, I couldn't find a single person to chat with.

After thinking about it again, she sent a WeChat message to Lu Yiheng: Brother, are you there?

I thought I would have to wait until tomorrow morning to receive a reply, but it took me three seconds to get it.

- Well, can't sleep?

Sun Mengjiao: You haven't slept yet?

-I set special attention for you, but Yuan Muchen hasn't found it yet?

Sun Mengjiao: Should I be moved? / Laughing and crying.

- Allow you to move for five minutes, tomorrow I'll pass, don't worry, sleep.

Sun Mengjiao was inexplicably soothed by these words.

Xu knew the news of Lu Yiheng's imminent arrival, and slept very sweetly in the second half of the night, this feeling of having a backer behind him was really great.

Lu Yiheng came with the rescue team of the hospital, he could have escaped, after all, it was too hard and tiring to do this kind of thing to support, it stands to reason that the hospital would not let him do this kind of thing with a bullish turtle, but Lu Yiheng took the initiative to apply over.

He is a doctor with a lot of professional ethics, so on the first day he came, he said three words to Sun Mengjiao, and when he saw Qin Yun, Qin Yun only glanced at him lightly, and the two had zero communication.

But Sun Mengjiao found out at night that the two of them had entered the same room.

Hmm, to be precise, Lu Yiheng entered Qin Yun's room.

It took a full hour for Lu Yiheng to leave.

Sun Mengjiao's gossip soul was burning, if it weren't for worrying about Yuan Muchen, she might have pulled someone in at the moment Lu Yiheng went out and asked him clearly.

When thinking about the feasibility of this matter, Sun Mengjiao shook her head, feeling that it was not very good, and her combat effectiveness alone was still too weak.

The cold wind of winter blew, and wearing thick cotton clothes didn't work very well, and my face hurt as if I had been beaten.

Sun Mengjiao took another turn in Baiyu Mountain, her cold nose was red, and Qin Yun asked her to rest, but she was more stubborn than anyone else, and she went around and around, her voice was almost hoarse, and she still didn't find it.

Seven days have passed.

It was an iron man who was also boiled to death.

On the morning of the eighth day, there was a heavy snowfall in Qingyue City, and the snowflakes fell one after another, turning the city into a snowy and beautiful city.

The filth from the earthquake was suddenly washed away at this moment, and everyone stayed in a makeshift simple house, watching the snow fly.

Sun Mengjiao and the others booked a hotel in the city center.

As soon as she opened the window in the morning, she took a hand of snowflakes and changed into clothes, white cotton clothes, couple clothes bought with Yuan Muchen, when I went shopping before, this store happened to be on sale, more than 2,000 pieces, it looked like the quality was very good, she really liked it, so she bought it.

Mine is white, and Yuan Muchen's is black.

With this weather and this scene, Sun Mengjiao felt a little suitable for the occasion.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Lu Yiheng, who was wearing a white coat, and he was probably going to Dell Hospital here to treat the injured.

Sun Mengjiao looked at him and smiled, "Brother, will I really have no home in the future?" ”

Lu Yiheng frowned, "What are you talking nonsense?" ”

Sun Mengjiao walked a few steps, took his hand, dragged him directly to the outside of the hotel, pointed to the heavy snow and said, "Look, isn't it beautiful under this snow?" ”

"It's not pretty, it's too plain." Lu Yiheng retorted.

Sun Mengjiao curled the corners of her mouth, her eyes were hollow, "Is this heavy snow mourning for him?" It's been seven days, and he really can't get it back. ”

"No news is good news." Lu Yiheng scolded her, "Don't think about it." ”

Sun Mengjiao's mental condition has not been very good recently, anyone can see it, to be precise, everyone here is not in a good mental condition, Yuan Xia also rushed over after filming, she stayed in the hotel room all day, occasionally sat with Sun Mengjiao and wanted to chat, all of them were clothes and didn't know how to buy a house.

Everyone knows it.

Seven days is the deadline.

No one can survive the extreme situation of seven days without food or water to drink.

It's just that no one mentions it.

In this extreme environment, saying a word and breathing a little more can be a fatal sadness.

Lu Yiheng doesn't like this atmosphere, he often goes to the hospital in the morning and comes back very late, and his extreme busyness can make him let go of these things.

Sun Mengjiao's face turned pale, she licked her lips, it turned out to be a cool snowflake, "He lied to me, he said that he would not risk his life again in the future." ”