Chapter 165: The Fragility and Greatness of Life

Li Xiaoxing watched the midnight street scene slowly fall silent, the whole city fell asleep under the faint street lamps, and the silence and peace seemed to fill every place.

But in some places, they are still in the dark, and the faint light is like the last hope, bringing them a little psychological comfort.

The rugged mountain road was not easy to walk, Shen Muchen pressed the brim of his hat down, and by now, there were many people who recognized him.

However, in such a devastated place, no one cares about chasing stars at all.

This is probably the first time since Shen Muchen became an actor that there was no hustle, no screaming, and no appearance surrounded by crowds.

He, like ordinary people, sat in the loading car of the troops, huddled with relief supplies.

Many people were surprised that he was a star, and he would go to the scene of the earthquake relief in person. And Shen Muchen just smiled, not wanting to explain too much.

The car was still moving, shaking and drowsy.

However, Shen Muchen did not feel the slightest sleepiness, he took out the phone in the dark. It is supposed to be the reason for entering the disaster area, and the mobile phone does not have any signal.

Li Xiaoxing's phone was clicked on the screen many times by him and then withdrawn, and the circle of friends also stayed three hours ago.

Shen Muchen withdrew from the circle of friends, clicked on Li Xiaoxing's WeChat again, and the last conversation between the two stayed on a sentence sent by Li Xiaoxing.

His thumb rubbed against the phone screen and gently closed his eyes.

Li Xiaoxing, what are you doing now?

He imagined that Li Xiaoxing was holding her mobile phone to catch up on the drama at this time, and maybe she was still holding her own Coke chicken wings.

Or maybe it's a newly bought fruit.

Entering the disaster area was Shen Muchen's last decision, and Wen Shi'an once said that he didn't need to use this way.

But Shen Muchen thought about it for a while, and decided to enter the disaster area to witness the fragility of life in person.

and what Li Xiaoxing once said to him, the greatness of life.

Wen Shi'an once said clearly that he is too cold and thin, and his views on many things are different from ordinary people.

Li Xiaoxing is an ordinary person, Shen Muchen tried his best to perform well in front of Li Xiaoxing, but Li Xiaoxing didn't seem to think about him at all.

Again and again and again refused.

Shen Muchen and Wen Shi'an's dialog box also lay quietly with the last few words they exchanged.

Wen Shi'an said: You are more unwilling to Li Xiaoxing, and you want to conquer her. However, love is not just a process of conquering each other.

The appearance of love that you and I envy is rooted in the fact that after abandoning the world, we are willing to sacrifice for each other again and again, and we are willing to be persistent for each other again and again.

In the middle of the night, Li Xiaoxing looked at his phone quietly, and finally typed a sentence: Shen Dada, I want to protect them.

The reason why I want to protect them is probably because I want to protect this rare love.

Li Xiaoxing extremely hoped that Xin Xiujie would be safe at this moment, and from Ming Xia to now, although his breathing was steady, he did not turn over once.

Li Xiaoxing, who is familiar with Ming Xia, knows that she hasn't slept at all, and probably just forced herself to rest well so that she can cope with the next journey.

When Shen Muchen arrived, it was three o'clock in the morning, this area was the hardest-hit area, and the post-disaster rescue work was being carried out in an orderly manner.

Rescuers wore lighted hats on their heads, and tents were set up in rows.

It was desolate as far as the eye could see, and it should have been the most panicked, panicked, and screaming place, but it was full of dead silence at this time.

Shen Muchen and the accompanying volunteers were arranged in an old tent with the sign "Xiangyun Donation." ”

Seeing this, Shen Muchen smiled sarcastically.

He found a simple stand bed and put his bag on the bed, and was about to lie down to rest when he heard a noisy voice outside: "Two survivors found in the fifth district, is there anyone?" Come and help! ”