On November 27, after four days of crossing the river land, Mina finally left the land with its heat and entered the territory of Harumi.

Having learned the lessons of several provinces and cities in front of him, Harumi made complete preparations to meet Mianna.

All kinds of supplies, shelters, personnel, duty, medical care, firefighting, etc., are all prepared.

It's a tough battle.

They will not make any more detours that their predecessors have taken, and they cannot repeat them.

The tragic price paid by Yuzhou has made the people of the whole country mourn.

Forests and houses were burned and countless people were buried, and when the fire receded, fire and disaster responders arrived at the scene to see a sea of corpses......

Blackened people were stacked in one place, stacked in a large patch. The corpses were piled higher than the wreckage of the house.

The terrifying visual impact, the despair of the soul, is indescribable.

This time, Mianna passed through Sichuan and Shu, and the measures of Sichuan also learned from the experience of Yuzhou, transferred the population in advance, and the whole city entered a wartime state, highly concentrated the disaster relief forces, and greeted this battle with an absolute attitude.

As it turned out, they did a great job.

This is despite the fact that dozens of forests have been on fire and countless houses and high-rises have been burned to the ground by the time Mina arrives. Fortunately, there were almost no casualties.

Although it caused huge irreparable damage, at least people are still alive.

If people are still there, homes can be rebuilt.

It's just that I didn't expect that the Yibin City Gymnasium, which is not an important area, caught fire.

Of the 50,000 people, only 30,000 escaped.

More than 4,000 of them were burned to death on the spot; More than 9,000 people died or died on the spot due to symptoms such as excessive smoke inhalation and heat fever; There were 36,000 survivors, of whom 32,000 were injured by ground or flames, including 642 very severe burns, 3,149 severe burns, 7,821 moderate burns, and 18,582 minor burns.

Of the 50,000 people, only 4,000 had no skin injuries, but those who were hospitalized for heat stroke, heat stroke, and heat and cold were not counted.

Li Sanpang's family belonged to the group of people who were very lucky, they were not injured at all, and they only had mild symptoms of heat stroke, and they were fine after taking medicine.

But this incident hit the family hard.

Especially for Li Weicai.

He has been living with deep guilt since that day.

Because he sensed that something was wrong at the beginning, but he didn't do anything about it at that time.

And when they stood up and decided to find the exit, if he could shout, ask a loud question, or even rush out to stop that person, wouldn't the consequences be different?

He knew that no matter how guilty he was now, the tragedy would not change and the dead would not come back.

But every time he saw those statistics, he thought of those not cold numbers, but people and countless families, and he would kick his breath like suffocation.

The scene that happened that day would be reproduced in his mind over and over again, like a movie, and he imagined countless times that if he had done something at that time, would it be different?

Fifty thousand, fifty thousand, and only four thousand came back intact.

Others have more or less left wounds that are difficult to heal for a lifetime, while others have stayed there for the rest of their lives.

After it got dark on the day of the fire, he went to the gymnasium to see it.

The fire had been extinguished, but in the small doorway, there were countless corpses, and those people stretched out their hands, their fingers twisted, in a posture of asking for help.

He will never forget that scene.

In the past few days, he has always been lying in bed looking at the ceiling, his thirsty eyes do not shed a single tear, his eyes are bloodshot like a devil, like a walking corpse, he can't sleep, he can't eat, only constant guilt and pain.

He also reassured himself from time to time that it was not his fault at all.

Maybe even if he makes a move and does something, he can't save this situation. But he just couldn't help but think about it, and he couldn't control it.

He knew that this guilt would consume his reason and emotions, and he would live with this kind of self-spurning and hatred for the rest of his life, but he couldn't help it.

……

After returning from the shelter and settling down, Zhou Ping took Zhou Rui and Zhou Qi to visit Li Sanpang's family in Fuxing Garden, and he heard Feng Hua'er say that Li Sanpang and Li Weicai were not in good spirits.

said that Li Sanpang was fine in the shelter for a few days, and he didn't seem to be hit much.

But after coming back, I don't know what happened, the person suddenly wilted, he didn't speak and loved to move, and he collapsed on the sofa all day long, as if he had lost his soul.

So please Zhou Ping to talk to him.

On the way back to the Revival Garden.

The scenery on both sides of the street is as if it had changed in a century.

Since extreme weather, the night shift system combined with online work has indeed seen fewer pedestrians on the streets.

But not nothing.

But now, Mianna had been gone for three or four days, and in early December, the streets were horribly desolate.

All the shops on the street are not open.

Desolate, dilapidated, decaying breath.

Now it is no more than ever.

In the past, the night scene was called the lights of thousands of homes.

Nowadays, because the doors and windows of every house are locked, and the windows are almost covered by a thick coating, there is no so-called thousands of lights. On the highway in the dead of night, there are only rows of street lamps.

If you look up, no matter how tall the building is, it's pitch black, and you can't see a single light.

If you stand on the top of a hill and look down on the city, you can only see darkness.

The whole city was silent, without the smell of the living, like a dead city.

Standing in such a city, it is terrifying to be lonely.

In the desolate world, in the vast land, there is a sense of helplessness and desolation where to go.

But fortunately, when I entered the complex, the lights of the security booth were on.

He poked out half of his head and took a look, although it was an unfamiliar face, it still warmed Zhou Ping's heart.

When I went to Li Sanpang's house, it was Feng Huaer who opened the door.

The two little ones hurriedly said hello.

Feng Hua'er nodded with a rare "gentleness" and greeted them softly, "Come in quickly." ”

The house was eerily quiet.

No, the whole neighborhood to be exact, the whole place is quiet.

As soon as he entered the room, he could see Li Sanpang huddled in a couch on the sofa, his face expressionless and his eyes glazed.

He didn't even notice that Zhou Ping and they were coming.

Looking at it again, on the bed in the living room, Li Weicai was also lying there, with his back to them, looking unwilling to communicate with others.

It seems that Feng Hua'er has had a very hard time these days.

She walked over and patted Li Sanpang, "Zhou Ping is here." ”

Li Sanpang was a little excited, raised his eyes and saw the three members of Zhou Ping's family, and two points of joy jumped out of his dull eyes, "Old Zhou." ”

Zhou Ping walked over and sat next to him, "What are you doing, you look like you've lost your soul." ”

Zhou Rui is also accustomed to observing words and feelings, so she immediately ran over to be coquettish, "Uncle Sanfat, what's wrong with you?" ”

Li Sanpang touched Zhou Rui's head lovingly, and sighed faintly......