After passing through dozens of towns and cities, they entered the epicenter of the earthquake on the night of the fourth day after the earthquake, and at this time, large-scale rescue efforts also responded, electricity, communications, water resources, etc. are gradually being restored, and supplies are also entering the disaster area one after another.

Shen Pingxiao took over with the troops in charge of the rescue, and Yan Ci was given a well-equipped marching tent for rest.

After charging the device and reporting safety to her family and friends, she logged into her blog account and sent out a log.

[I look at the world in purgatory]

The picture below is the sunset she took on the day of the earthquake, and the dark red stones, collapsed ruins and broken walls that she secretly took in a small town that day, and the ten fingers of the woman's hands that were cut bloodied, and the graffiti badge in the palm of the hand was the only color.

After sending out this log, she lay on the camp bed and fell asleep exhausted, and after some time, she was woken up by the bombardment of phone calls.

She was confused.

"Hello?"

The speed of speech on the other side seemed to be in a hurry to reincarnate.

"Is it Ms. Yan Ci? We are from the China News Service, yes, now the disaster is still relatively serious, the front-line reporters we sent out can't enter the central location, and accidentally see the blog content you posted, can you please cooperate with us to shoot and deliver some of the latest disaster information? ”

Yan Ci's mind was still in a state of circle when he was halfway asleep, and he was silent and slowly straightened out what the other party wanted to express, but the other party did not get a reply, so he added anxiously.

"The price is good, don't hesitate to mention any conditions you have."

Yan Ci finally put the brain left on the bed back to its original place.

"No conditions, no money, just follow my blog all the time."

As soon as she hung up the phone, she called into an unfamiliar number, and it was still the same thing, and the news agency came to seek information cooperation.

As soon as she connected, she had seven or eight phone calls, and she didn't know where the contact information of these news agencies came from, so she couldn't bear to turn off her phone and sent another log under her blog account.

[All works about the earthquake are open to copyright and can be used on my blog.] 】

In this way, Yan Ci inexplicably became a front-line partner media person.

Shen Pingxiao bent down and drilled in, facing Shang Yan's bright eyes.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

The marching tent was for people to take turns to rest, and they only thought that she was a girl and took more care of her, and she couldn't keep occupying it here.

Yan Ci stood up and gave him a place.

"You can sleep for a while."

Shen Ping Xiao Lisuo took off his wet coat and raised his head to drink water.

Yan Ci watched his Adam's apple float up and down, and the hidden body lines under his coat were the same as the standard male models she saw in the clothing store, and he was also glossing with sweat.

She swallowed quietly.

Shen Pingxiao squinted his eyes, and wiped the sweat that was about to fall from his chin with the back of his hand.

"Have you seen enough? I'm going to change my clothes. ”

Yan Ci lowered his head and chin his head, feeling that the temperature of his auricle was rising rapidly, and he lifted the camera and slipped away.

Shen Pingxiao felt her walk by, setting off a gust of wind, burrowing through his pores, goosebumps on his body danced, his heartbeat and breathing were also beating rapidly, and his blood pressure was so high that he could hear his own pounding heartbeat.

He raised his hand to cover his forehead.

There are not a few people like Shen Pingxiao who have been busy for a few nights and have not slept for a few nights, the sky is not yet dawn, and the search and rescue work is still racing against time, Yan Ci found a corner, raised the camera, turned off the flash, fine-tuned the exposure and focus, and pressed the shutter.

A photo is frozen, the dark background in the picture is like the situation of the trapped people who have experienced an earthquake, and the faint lights in the hands of the search and rescue team members are like hope falling in a desperate situation, overlapping in the dark, with a meager light, shining all over the world.

The rays of light are close to the touch, and the far ones seem to extend beyond the horizon, to compete with time and the sky.

"There is no one yet! Help! ”

Yan Ci put away the camera, put it on his back, rolled up his sleeves and walked in the direction of calling for help.

The sky was white, accompanied by the slogans of people working together, a touch of morning glow broke through the clouds, and it was redder and more colorful than the sunset photographed by Yan Ci that day.

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Everyone at the rescue site was discouraged, but Yan Ci still saw that Shen Pingxiao's state was not right today.

"Shen Pingxiao, are you cold?"

Shen Pingxiao's eyes drooped, and he didn't even bother to reply, just shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

Yan Ci didn't buy it, and still stared at him.

In this regard, Shen Pingxiao finally raised the corners of his mouth perfunctorily to her, as if he had set a program, and he couldn't realize any true feelings.

Maybe he also knew that he was too cold, and he was so embarrassed that he hid his face.

Yuan Jun, who was smoking on the side, saw the clue in time, and stepped forward to hook his shoulders and put his back on his back.

Although Yan Ci had doubts, he didn't care about it anymore.

But it wasn't until she accidentally heard the conversation in the tent that she understood that Shen Pingxiao was not perfunctory, but didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Are you okay?"

Shen Pingxiao's voice was weak and weak, and his qi was insufficient, and it was even difficult to hear clearly.

"I'm sick, I'll rest for a while."

Yuan Jun rummaged through the cabinets and searched for a long time.

"Where's your painkiller?"

Shen Pingxiao covered his forehead with one hand, "It's divided." ”

At present, the supply of medicine is the most embarrassing, and in his heart, the rescued injured need more medicine than him.

As for himself, sleep and endure it.

Yuan Jun came out of the tent and bumped into Yan Ci who was eavesdropping.

She didn't bother Shen Pingxiao, she just stood at the door and glanced inside, then asked Yuan Jun to talk elsewhere.

"What's wrong with him?"

Yuan Jun didn't answer very quickly, and after weighing it, he still said tentatively.

"You and Lao Qian...... When did you meet? ”

Yan Ci answered truthfully, but she was still not used to calling him by his nickname.

"Shen Pingxiao and I grew up together, and later because of family reasons, I moved to the south, and I didn't expect that I would meet him again."

After Yuan Jun heard this, he thought for a while before he was willing to reveal a little.

"Lao Qian, he was injured because of this illness, saying that he was going to take a long vacation to recuperate, and everyone knew that it was like that."

Yuan Jun said very lightly and quickly, but Yan Ci's heart was suddenly entangled.

"I can't say much else, Lao Qian has traumatic fasciitis, as well as the sequelae of neuropathic headache, which can't be cured, and it was just a headache from head to foot on a rainy day, and it is estimated that he is tired in the past few days, and he has begun to get sick on sunny days and days."

When Yuan Jun said these words, he subconsciously regarded Yan Ci as an enemy, frowning his brows on defense, and hiding a little inconspicuous regret in his helplessness.

Traumatic ......

Sequela......

Can't be cured......

These words pierced the tip of Yan Ci's heart, blocking the urge in her heart to ask questions.

"I know a few rehabilitation specialists, I can take him to see him, maybe he can be cured......"

Yan Ci's bright eyes full of hope seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water when they collided with Yuan Jun's sight, and they suddenly lost their brilliance.

How could they not have tried what she could think of?

Yuan Jun didn't hit her directly, but encouraged.

"Well, let's try it, maybe the girl's method will really work better than our rough guys."

Yuan Jun held a cigarette in his mouth, raised his head in the direction of the tent, and said in a ventriloquish voice.

"Please take care of it."

They reunited in the busy and tense earthquake rescue operation, and this was the first time that Yan Ci had been alone with Shen Pingxiao so closely.

He slept restlessly, his curled up body trembling with cramps from time to time, fine sweat covering his skin, and the expression of hard patience was evident in the furrow between his brows.

In this situation, it is uncomfortable for anyone to see it, but it can't help much.

Even if he was tired and had only slept for a few minutes, Shen Pingxiao was awakened by the pain again, opened a pair of red and swollen eyes, and noticed Yan Ci who was guarding the side.

He still didn't seem to want her to know these unspeakable secrets, and forced himself to squeeze out an ugly and stiff smile.

"Why are you here?"

The tip of Yan Ci's nose was tingling and sour, and a trace of tears precipitated from the corners of her eyes, which she sniffed and put in her eye sockets.

Shen Pingxiao looked at her like this, and didn't think about it elsewhere, but felt that it was because the conditions in this place were not good, bitter and tired, and she was wronged and homesick.

"Are you tired?"

He rolled over and remembered, leaving the only camp bed to her.

"Don't move."

Yan Ci easily pushed him back with a slap, causing him to be dizzy and unable to move, and he couldn't pretend.

Yan Ci knew that Shen Pingxiao didn't want her to know about those things, so he avoided the important ones.

"Did it hurt? I'll give you a rub. ”

It was obviously the back of her head that collided, but her fingers climbed to the sides, pinpointed the acupuncture points to relieve the headache, and gently massaged in circular motions.

"Is it better?"

Shen Pingxiao closed his eyes and enjoyed this special treatment.

"You can do anything."

Yan Ci replied.

"I have to make sure that I am not bullied."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Ping suddenly opened his eyelids and saw Yan Ci half-lying in front of him.

Her delicate facial features are like stunning gems of different shapes, just right to be set on a palm-sized face, and there is no trace of fat on Qianqian's thin neck.

Further down, the raised collarbone ends can be seen under the smooth skin, and the tight-fitting clothing hides ......

Shen Pingxiao was stunned, realizing his impoliteness, his eyes stopped and retracted, and he didn't continue to explore.

It is instinct and natural law to be attracted to beautiful things, but it is a crime to act aggressively because of this.

He forced himself to be a gentleman, but he couldn't control it and began to see the infinite situation under the clothes in his brain.

Just when he was embarrassed, Yan Ci still wanted to provoke him.

"Is it pretty?"

"Uh, huh? Hmmm......"

Shen Pingxiao used a few "ums" in very different tones to express his inner struggle and overwhelm at the moment, and his face was so embarrassed that his face turned bloody.

The warmed blood flowed endlessly in the veins of his body, gradually diluting the pain that plagued his body, and the tiredness immediately surged, dragging his body and thoughts into a deep sleep.

"Shen Pingxiao?"

Yan Ci slowly withdrew his hand, only to hear his half-asleep answer.

"Indeed, it's prettier."

With his slow and long breathing, Yan Ci stared at his tightly clinging eyelashes, the red tide on his cheeks was still glowing, and he couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"You're not so annoying anymore."

Yan Ci stayed next to Shen Pingxiao, quietly fiddling with the camera in his hand, and found the photo in the photo taken.

There is only one person on it, it is Shen Pingxiao.

On the gray background, he stepped on the gravel with one foot, supported his waist with one hand, wiped his sweat with the other, and was slightly tilting his head, looking into the distance, and breathing for a while.

The light and shadow outlined the outline of his side face very clearly and in place.

This photo was taken secretly by Yan Ci, and it was not posted on the blog, and he kept it quietly.

Yan Ci looked at the person in the photo, Shen Pingxiao looked high and vigorous on the surface, it really didn't look like he had any hidden disease, and he was even much stronger than ordinary people.

Who would have thought that hidden under this skin would be such a body full of holes.

Shen Pingxiao, what have you experienced?