Outside the window, the weather changed abruptly, first with a light rain, then with lightning and thunder, strong winds, and torrential rain

Looking at such bad weather, the worry in Zhang's mother's heart was substantial, and it seemed to grow big enough to overwhelm Zhang's mother's body.

While pacing in the living room, Zhang's mother began to pray to God and Buddha in a hurry. What Buddha, Guanyin, A/La, Yah/Jesus, this kind of god, that kind of god, the West, the East, Zhang Mu almost recited all the gods she could think of in her heart.

Then, he solemnly knelt down in front of a certain person, folded his hands, begged for blessing and peace with words in his mouth, and kept knocking his head to the ground, "knock knock" one after another, without stopping for a moment.

Even though it was summer, the tiled floor was still very cold, so Zhang's mother knelt on the ground with both knees and kept kowtowing.

Completely ignoring the increasingly sore, swollen legs and the increasingly red, swollen and painful forehead.

She is like a machine praying for protection, without human senses, only mechanical kowtows.

And outside, Zhang's father's search did not go well.

The streets of City A, washed by the storm, were empty, and occasionally one or two cars were speeding by, but they were in a hurry to get home.

Zhang's father anxiously walked down the street, shouting Zhang Ting's name loudly, his clothes soaked through the pouring rain, and his shoes stepped on the low-lying puddles, bringing out a foot of mud.

Zhang's father walked faster and faster, and in the end, he became a wild runner.

Occasionally, one or two pedestrians passing by, holding umbrellas, looked at Zhang's father with the eyes of a madman, chanted "madman, monster" in their mouths, and then hurried to a place far away from Zhang's father as if they were hiding from some terrible virus.

"Have you seen my daughter, wearing a red shirt and jeans, probably so ......tall," Zhang's father asked anxiously, grabbing a passerby.

The man glanced at Zhang's father, pulled away the hand he was holding on his arm, and said "no" indifferently, and then hurried away.

This scene was repeated over and over again, until ......

Zhang's father grabbed a young man's arm again and asked aloud: "Have you seen my daughter, wearing a red shirt and jeans, probably so tall......"

This time, Zhang's father got a different answer.

The young man holding his girlfriend with an umbrella stopped and thought for a while as if he were remembering, and then suddenly remembered and said, "You're talking about the little girl, I know, I just saw her go across the street." ”

The man patiently pointed out the direction to Zhang's father, and his words were very sincere: "Go quickly, how unsafe it is for the child to be out alone, it is still raining heavily, how easy it is to get sick." ”

Father Zhang's trance eyes suddenly lit up because of the man's prompt, he grabbed the young man's hand tightly, and said, "Thank you, thank you......"

The young man broke away from his hand and said with an unchanged expression, "Go quickly, find your daughter early." ”

Hearing this, Zhang's father let go of his hand, nodded his head and hurriedly ran towards the opposite side, not paying attention to a shallow puddle under his feet, and a stumbling almost fell.