Cheng Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "I'm not a local, I just studied in college in City C, and I'm the only one in my family." ”

This seems to be a topic that Cheng Xiaoxiao is reluctant to touch, and when she talks about this, she even droops her eyelids.

An Ge didn't ask any more questions.

When I arrived at Beicheng Railway Station, it was two or three o'clock in the morning.

An Ge and Cheng Xiaoxiao dragged their suitcases out of the train station.

There is a large temperature difference between day and night in Beicheng, and Cheng Xiaoxiao is still wearing a dress worn from City C, with only a thin denim jacket on the outside.

As soon as she got out of the station, she shivered from the cold.

An Ge knew that Cheng Xiaoxiao had few clothes, so he took out a woolen coat from his suitcase and gave it to Cheng Xiaoxiao to wear.

The two booked a homestay in advance.

Two months ago, the catastrophic earthquake in Beicheng destroyed the place, and this so-called homestay is actually a simple red brick house, which should have only been built for a short time, and you can vaguely smell the unique cement and wall paint of the new house.

The furnishings in the room were very basic, only a wooden bed and a small desk, not even a chair.

Because of the tight supply, An Ge could only squeeze into a room with Cheng Xiaoxiao.

In the middle of the night, it was very cold everywhere, it was dark outside, there were no street lights, no starlight, and the gloomy cold wind poured into the room, Cheng Xiaoxiao's body trembled, and he quickly got up to close the window.

"Sister An Ge, you ...... Aren't you afraid? Cheng Xiaoxiao sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms, her eyes a little evasive.

An Ge, who was washing, turned around and asked, "What are you afraid of?" ”

"I heard news reports that there are thousands of casualties in the Beicheng earthquake, and there are hundreds of people who have not been found now, I think ......" Cheng Xiaoxiao glanced around, "I think they are just around us, people may not be there, but ...... But the soul is still there. ”

The more Cheng Xiaoxiao said, the more mysterious it became.

Although An Ge didn't believe in ghosts and gods, after saying this with a smile in the process, he did feel that the atmosphere around him seemed to have become more solemn.

She washed up, changed into pajamas, and lay down on the bed.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was close to An Ge's body, and her hands and feet were as cold as ice cubes.

An Ge lay on the bed, staring blankly at the faint light overhead.

Sleepless nights.

At six o'clock in the morning, An Ge was woken up by the alarm clock.

She and Cheng Xiaoxiao are going to go on a visit today, and the planned route is to go to Hongxing Primary School in the morning and a small village in Beicheng in the afternoon, and it is not easy to run these two locations in one day, so An Ge and Cheng Xiaoxiao started preparing early.

Red Star Primary School is close to where they live, only a twenty-minute walk.

An Ge and Cheng Xiaoxiao went there first, and after contacting the principal, they conducted filming and interviews.

By the time this task was completed, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

An Ge searched for directions with his mobile phone and found that it was particularly troublesome to go to that village, because the traffic was paralyzed after the earthquake, and there were no buses to that village.

"Sister Ange, do we have to go to that village for an interview? This is around the ...... It should be okay to find someone to interview with you, right? Cheng Xiaoxiao whispered.

"Nope." An Ge didn't even think about it, so he refused.

This village is one of the hardest hit areas in Beicheng, with a total of 280 homes and a population of more than 500......

The more difficult it is, the more it should be reported and brought to attention.