Zhao Yuan saw Lin Wenxi.

At first he saw only a hunched figure, he thought he was overworked, hallucinating, he tried to exhort himself not to be blinded by emotions, to stay awake, to stay sober, he thought. When the shadow got up and held a few earthen jars in his hand, Zhao Yuan could even clearly see the sweat droplets soaked in his eyebrows, crystal clear. The owner of the shadow was aware of it, and turned his face sideways to look at Zhao Yuan, his face suddenly turned pale, so pale that the joy on his face diluted. The earthen jar almost fell, and he hurriedly cleaned it up, not forgetting to smile at Zhao Yuan with joy and even happiness. Through the window of that wall, after Zhao Yuan saw the ruins of the wall, Lin Wenxi stood there, as if he had always stood there, from the beginning to the end, he was standing there.

Zhao Yuan had tears in his eyes, and he pulled out his legs and rushed towards Lin Wenxi, but he staggered and ran unsteadily, and fell sideways to the ground. Zhao Yuan touched the trembling earth, the walls and soil in front of him fell one after another, Zhao Yuan dodged sideways, and exclaimed in despair, "No!" ”

The earth trembled and trembled in pain, as if it could no longer bear the weight of a certain corner of the world, such a deep pain quickly fell on Zhao Yuan's heart, he saw the broken wall, the wall ash kept shaking, large bricks fell like rain like tears, the dust scattered, and Lin Wenxi's back disappeared behind the smoke and dust in an instant.

Zhao Yuan found himself stuffed in the dark, unable to see anything or hear any sound, and after a long time, he heard someone directing outside: "Two rescue comrades, a war correspondent, the wounded, and the man who rushed in just now, together with five people blocked inside." ”

"Everyone, get out of a safe place first!"

The shaking continued, Zhao Yuan found a table, burrowed underneath, turned his back to the unknown wall, and tears flowed down his face.

"Wenxi ——!" Zhao Yuan felt a tearing pain in his heart, he had never endured this kind of pain, if it was possible, he would rather die than endure such pain again.

Zhao Yuan called Lin Wenxi's name repeatedly, he felt that he still had a lot of words to say to Lin Wenxi, these words were like mosquitoes dormant in winter in his heart every day, although he knew that they were there, he never felt very deeply, and he did not try to eliminate them. Naturally, after a long time, they will live in symbiosis with them. Now, at this moment, those mosquitoes seem to have come to life in spring and summer, and thousands of them have revealed their hideous faces, and they are overwhelmingly attacking Zhao Yuan with their teeth and claws. Zhao Yuan hated this feeling a little, as if he had been trying to disperse the dust in front of him, but no matter how he couldn't get rid of these beasts who were everywhere, all the time, Zhao Yuan seemed to feel that they would take revenge on him with the ferocity and cruelty of the previous winter's refrigeration at this moment, making him seem to be in a thousand holes in just a few seconds.

"Wenxi!" Zhao Yuan howled and cried, in the dark night, his voice was like a night owl, and he was terrible.

A week ago, Lin Wenxi arrived in Dongchuan with the team, and his task was to write a manuscript for the Dongchuan earthquake rescue frontline, on the one hand, as a record, and on the other hand, to contact his alma mater and the university joint department to provide the latest news. The disaster brought about by the earthquake, the feeling of suffocation during the rescue, the joy of rescuing life, and the sadness of parting with relatives are intertwined in this gray sky.

In addition to writing news, Lin Wenxi can only carry the stretcher with his sleeves like other boys, but he can't do heavy work, and the stretcher can only be carried by children, but when the task is urgent, he has to do it.

Lin Wenxi once struggled to maintain a slightly chubby middle-aged woman, but he almost fell, and since then Lin Wenxi has saved this effort. Lin Wenxi couldn't stay idle, he was busy with the medical team, he chatted with each injured person one by one, listened to their stories, listened to the stories of their families and friends, and knew those joys and sorrows, and the affection was real. Lin Wenxi inexplicably remembered that if he had come here to play just now during the earthquake, would Zhao Yuan have worried about himself, would he have come here for himself, he even wished that he was buried in the soil, it was Zhao Yuan who dug himself out with his own hands, and at first glance, in addition to seeing the sunshine of life, he saw Zhao Yuan's worried and happy smiling face. Lin Wenxi never forgot in his heart, chatting with an injured person, and talked about the volunteers.

"Are you really volunteers, here to help?" The man asked.

"Yes."

"Don't you want a penny? So what are you trying to do? ”

"I don't know, maybe this way, we can find some meaning in our lives."

"The meaning of life, is that child too?" The injured said with a wry smile, saying that he was from Xichuan, and he was only injured in the county, and after being cared for, he was worried about his relatives, so he came to Dongchuan with a convoy, but on the first day of coming to Dongchuan, he encountered an aftershock and was injured by stones.

Lin Wenxi remembered the aftershock that happened the day before yesterday, he fell asleep in the earthquake-proof shed like being violently shaken by a stepmother in a baby cradle, and his internal organs were almost dropped. One of the volunteers was injured by a collapsing beam, but fortunately he was fine.

The injured man was very happy when he heard that Lin Wenxi was from Jifu University, and said that the person who carried him on the stretcher was also from Jifu University, named Zhao Yuan. He also said that Zhao Yuan never seemed to rest, and she was very distressed when she heard those nurses and girls, so she was very impressed.

"It's very handsome, carried by him, there is a female girl who said, even if she is injured, it is worth it, saying what is a gift from God to comfort her, you see what nonsense she said."

Lin Wenxi was concerned and chaotic, and hurriedly asked about Zhao Yuan's situation, and the injured person doubled what several girls said when they were full of sadness, and praised Zhao Yuan with a thumbs up.

At that time, Lin Wenxi was ready to apply to go to Xichuan.

The ruins in front of you, the hard work of the people in front of you, the injuries of officers and soldiers, the sacrifices of volunteers and rescue teams, abound every day, in addition to the disaster areas that need to be reported, can their stories be forgotten?

Lin Wenxi chose to stay.

A few hours ago, Lin Wenxi heard a senior of the team holding a special walkie-talkie and saying that there were alumni from Dongchuan to support, and there seemed to be a person named Zhao Yuan, who should be coming to Hongxing Road.

Fool, Lin Wenxi smiled.

The last child was rescued again, and here in Dongchuan, he may no longer need himself. A few days have passed, and although the aftershocks have continued, a large number of regular newspaper reporters and media people have poured here. Lin Wenxi planned to go to the volunteer headquarters of Jifu University overnight and apply to go to Xichuan.

The injured child was crying non-stop, and it was inconvenient to use a stretcher inside, so Lin Wenxi held the child and coaxed him incessantly.

During the aftershock, Lin Wenxi threw the child to the rescue fighters in front of him, and a piece of dirt fell in front of him, and he fainted.

What he remembered was the warmth of spring when Zhao Yuan jumped down from the upstairs and held himself in his arms.