April 10th. Tuesday. Early in the morning, 6:19 a.m.

Ye Xiao dreamed of hell again.

Not only did I dream of hell, but I also dreamed of a face - Luo Haoran's face before he died.

The expression on that face in the depths of hell was neither pain, nor fear, nor despair.

Ye Xiao opened his eyes. He curled up in the corridor on the fourth floor of the hospital, with thick cotton clothes on the cold floor, and I don't know which caring little nurse covered him with a thick quilt. Fortunately, I only fell asleep for less than an hour, otherwise in this cold spring in April, most of them would have frozen a handful of snot. Outside, the morning sun was gray, and the early sparrows chirped on the sycamore branches, reminding him that the night might have faded and that everything was about to return to the sun.

I always feel like I'm dreaming about something. There seemed to be another face, a face very far away, the face of a young woman who almost smelled of decay.

An hour ago, the hospital welcomed the first family members of the survivors.

It's Yoko Tamada's parents-in-law and Shota's grandparents, who flew directly from Tokyo on a red-eye flight for hours. The Tamada family is a prominent family in Japan, and in the Edo period, it was the daimyo of 300,000 stone pedigrees in Tokaido, and after the Meiji Restoration returned the license, it abandoned the military and became a prominent family business - it is said that Koshota still has the blood of the famous generals of the Tokugawa and Takeda Shingen, Oda Nobunaga and other Warring States heroes. Yoko Tamada's husband, as the eldest son, was responsible for inheriting the family business and was sent to China as the general manager, so he is familiar with the Chinese market and contacts, which is also a major plan for the future development of the company. After he disappeared in the tsunami last year, Yoko took her son to settle in China, where he was once opposed by his grandparents. But after all, Yoko is the guardian of the child, and the grandfather, who is the president, has no choice but to send a huge amount of living expenses every month as usual, and have a video call with his grandson every one to two weeks. Therefore, they did not know that Yoko and Shota were caught underground, and the Japanese consulate did not know about it, so Yutian's mother and son were not included in the missing list. Last night, Zhengtai's grandfather saw the list of six survivors of the "China Building Sinking Underground" incident on NHK News, only to find out that his daughter-in-law and grandson had escaped death, and the old couple boarded a plane overnight and went to the hospital accompanied by Japanese diplomats.

These were all things that Ye Xiao only knew about afterwards.

At five o'clock in the morning, he had no right to stop his grandparents from visiting his daughter-in-law and grandson, and waited anxiously outside the door. Half an hour later, the elderly couple walked out of the hospital room and whispered a barrage of Japanese. Surprisingly, they were not too sad, and there was a hint of relief in the old president's eyes. The Japanese diplomats were still tough and hoped to be transferred to a hospital designated by the Japanese side after dawn.

Seeing off this old Japanese couple, another old Chinese couple came. Unlike the wealthy old men who had just dressed in expensive dresses, they looked like they had come out of the countryside or town, dressed plainly, nervous and carrying large bags and small bags — only to be stopped at the top of the staircase, where family members were forbidden to bring anything with them. Ye Xiao guessed correctly, they were Tao Ye's parents, who took a K-shaped train for a day and a night and came from the west to visit their son.

Although Ye Xiao concluded that Tao Ye was not telling the truth, he did not embarrass the old couple, and he did not monitor him during the visit. In about ten minutes, Tao Ye's parents walked out of the ward, their expressions were much more relaxed, because their son was fine, but because of this disaster, they could still get compensation from the government.

At the darkest moment of dawn, Ye Xiao sent them away with a dull gaze. Originally, he was going to stay up all night in the hospital, no matter what means he used, he couldn't let others take away a single survivor, but he still couldn't stand the fatigue of several nights of continuous work, and just sat down on the ground and fell asleep.

Ye Xiao staggered to his feet, staring at him in a daze, and a little nurse walked up to him and said, "Officer Ye, there is a survivor in the ward who wants to see you." ”

"Who?"

"Circling."