The child's immature and frightened cries were muffled by the sound of collapse.

The ground rolled in waves, and the ears 'boomed-' collapsed.

After everything stopped, He Dongfan turned over from the ground and fell into a field of dust.

He was so frightened that he immediately crawled over with his hands and feet, and the broken steel bars slashed his calf, and he didn't know it.

"Kid-" he hissed and roared, not feeling the pain, "kid-"

The people inside are called no.

The gap that was originally the size of the bowl mouth could no longer be found, and He Dongfan went to dig the soil with his bare hands.

Someone pulled He Dongfan's arm.

He Dongfan waved it away and shaved it down one by one.

But under the dirt, it's still dirt.

No matter how he fights.

The rescue team began to pack up the equipment.

He Dongfan knelt in that place, his back slightly arched, his hands bloodstained, and he trembled slightly.

Staff Officer Qi walked over and patted He Dongfan on the shoulder: "Life can't be detected, let's go." ”

He Dongfan didn't move, his vision was a little blurry, and his voice came out of his chest: "Why do you want to go?" Why not save him? ”

Staff Officer Qi: "He has no vital signs." ”

He Dongfan raised his head.

The vitality and vigor of the past collapsed, and his eyes were full of anticipation and pleading: "He just spoke to me!" He's alive! He's calling me! We're going to save him! ”

Staff Officer Qi squatted down, grabbed the back of He Dongfan's neck, pressed down, and said in a calm tone: "I'll say it again, he has no vital signs." ”

“……”

Staff Officer Qi pushed He Dongfan away, and stared at him coldly and hard: "If you can't accept this, turn around and go back to the camp!" We don't have time for you to be a living person! ”

After saying that, I didn't mean to wait for him, and walked forward.

He Dongfan silently digested his emotions, he looked sideways at the team that had already crossed another ruin, quickly raised his hand to erase the blur in front of him, grabbed a handful of soil to cover it, and got up to catch up with the team.

Staff Officer Qi glanced at He Dongfan and threw him a bottle of water.

This time, he didn't say a word, and He Dongfan understood what he meant.

He Dongfan treated the wounds on his hands and legs with a minimum amount of water.

The convergence with the large army just now was in front of a collapsed school building.

Shockingly, there are more than a dozen 'sleeping' children in the open space next to them. Next to it are neat rows of dusty school bags.

At this moment, a soldier in camouflage uniform took out a freshly dug little girl from the rubble, and he carefully placed her there, as if he was afraid to wake her up.

Down here, it's all children.

The soldier who commanded the rescue walked up to Staff Officer Qi, holding a branch in his hand and simply sketching on the ground: "This is a 4-story teaching building, and now there is a triangular space in this place, in which seven uninjured children survived, but at this end, there is also a child whose body is pressed, but the consciousness is clear......"

He Dongfan didn't listen anymore and stepped forward to help.

There are some places where you can't use a machine, you have to dig by hand.

The rescuers' hands were covered with dirt and blood, but they did not scream or hesitate to dig through the soil.

Everyone seems to have lost their pain nerves, and the mechanical repetitive movements.

The same is true for He Dongfan.

In the face of only one life, everything else becomes small.

In the afternoon, He Dongfan was told to pacify the child on the other side, because he was about to deal with the largest stone slab.

He Dongfan glanced at the scene, and based on a few words he heard, he roughly speculated that the rescue plan was to protect the seven children who were not injured first.

He Dongfan came to the other side, knelt down on one leg, and knocked on the broken stone slab: "Hey—can you hear me?" ”

The voice that came from inside echoed through the collapse: "I can hear it, uncle, I can hear it." ”

He Dongfan no longer felt the word 'uncle', and chatted with him: "How old are you?" ”

"Thirteen."

"What grade are you in?"

"Sixth grade."

He Dongfan's tone was pretended to be relaxed: "Later, the uncles will move a little bigger, and there may be some dust, don't be afraid, just close your eyes, you know?" ”

There was silence for a few seconds, and his voice weakened: "Uncle, do you want to save them first?" ”

He Dongfan's throat choked.

It turns out that children know it.

He Dongfan tried to adjust his emotions and responded: "Each of you, we will save you, understand?" ”

"I'm not afraid." The child answered the question, raised the volume, and cheered himself, "I'm older than them, I'm not afraid at all." ”

He Dongfan's heart was sour, and his eyes were astringent.

The one who is pressed down below is just a child, he doesn't have to be a warrior.

But he's a real warrior, and that's sad.

He Dongfan took a deep breath and said in a high-pitched voice: "You are a warrior!" ”

He Dongfan glanced to the other side, and the sling was already tied there.

He clenched his fingers, crawled down, and continued to chat with him in a relaxed tone: "Uncle asked you, where do you want to go or what do you want to do when you come out?" ”

"I want to go to the Northern Capital."

"Northern Capital?"

"Well, my mom and dad are in the Northern Capital." The child said, "They are builders, and they are building birds' nests, do you know birds' nests?" You've seen it on TV, right? ”

The corners of He Dongfan's mouth turned up: "Of course I've seen it, and I didn't watch it on TV." ”

"And where did you look?"

"I saw it when I passed by." He Dongfan stopped selling Guanzi, "I'm from the northern capital." ”

"Really?" The child's mood is obviously more excited than just now.

He Dongfan paused for a moment and said, "Do you want to go to the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games?" ”

"Yes!"

"Uncle has a ticket for the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, and my uncle promised you that when you come out, I will give you one, okay?"

"Okay!" The child giggled twice, and his emotions changed, and he doubted, "You won't lie to me, will you?" ”

"Hey! Old—" The son speaks.

He Dongfan swallowed behind him, and said in a warm tone: "Uncle is a talker!" ”

"Thank you, uncle! I want to go to the Bird's Nest!! ”

"Well, we'll go together then." He Dongfan received the signal from the command, nodded, and shouted inside on the stone slab, "Child, close your eyes now." ”

"Good!"

He Dongfan received instructions to retreat five meters away.

The whole time, his heartbeat hung in his throat.

Inevitably, that side lifts up, and this side is heavily unbalanced, and there is a phenomenon of further collapse.

He Dongfan pinched his palms little by little.

When the commander raised his hand to indicate that it would stop, and the rescue team went down to pick up the child on that side, He Dongfan quickly ran over.

He lay there, his mouth open, but he couldn't make a sound.

He was afraid.

Fear.

He could hear his own heartbeat.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds and tried to speak: "Little, child? ”

"......" did not respond.

He Dongfan supported the ground with his elbows, trembling incessantly, and raised his voice: "Child?!! ”

“…… At. "A very faint response," uncle. ”

At that moment, He Dongfan opened his eyes violently and burst into tears.

He clenched his fingers into fists, buried his face and moved forward, his voice astringent: "I—I will definitely take you to the Bird's Nest, you know?" Certain! ”

In the evening, it began to rain again in the sky, making rescue more difficult.

Here, no matter how difficult it is, the word 'give up' will not appear.

It was near midnight, and I finally saw the child.

He was crushed by a stone slab, and there was very little space inside.

Rescuers blindfolded the child and turned on the lights for further rescue.

This time, the child was quickly rescued.

It was a wordless, touching touch.

The child was placed on a stretcher, his eyes still covered, and he raised his hand to grab it in the air, shouting: "Uncle! Uncle who wants to give me tickets for the opening ceremony!! ”

He Dongfan wiped his eyes, walked over and held his very small hand, only half the size of his palm, but it was very warm: "Here it is." ”

"What you say, does it still count?"

"Of course it counts!" He Dongfan followed the stretcher back to the medical camp, he was very angry, "I will buy you a plane ticket when the time comes, you just have to go with me." ”

The child was happy.

After a while, he grabbed He Dongfan's hand again, stuffed a cold thing into him, and whispered: "Uncle, this is for you." ”

He Dongfan glanced at it, it was a necklace.

Child: "I'll buy your tickets with this." ”

He Dongfan returned it to him: "No." ”

"Yes!" The child's tone insisted, "Otherwise, my mother will know and teach me a lesson." ”

He Dongfan smiled helplessly and put the necklace into his trouser pocket.

He planned to return the necklace to the child later in the Northern Capital.

How could he take a child's things?

"Kids." He Dongfan, "What's your name?" ”

"Ning Zitong."

When He Dongfan heard the word 'Ning', a spirit: "Do you know a sister named Ning Xin?" ”

“… I don't know. ”

Still not any news of her.

Later, the rain gradually became heavier.

He Dongfan took off his coat, supported it, and shielded the child from the rain as much as possible: "Uncle will cover you." ”

The rain was dripping.

Soon arrived at the camp, the child was carried to the medical side, and He Dongfan went to treat the wound.

After the wound was treated, He Dongfan ate two breads and three compressed biscuits with mineral water.

After eating, he went to find Ning Zitong, planning to leave a phone number for later contact.

It was like a big battle on the side of the paramedics, and it had just ended.

Everyone was tired.

He Dongfan searched the camp for a while, but did not find Ning Zitong.

He asked a medical nurse: "Sister, I just sent a child, where is it?" ”

"Which kid?"

"It was rescued by YX Middle School almost half an hour ago."

"The one that came on a stretcher?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" He Dongfan showed his tiger teeth slightly, his eyes lit up, "Where is he?" ”

The paramedic pointed to the other side: "Over there." ”

He Dongfan turned around and looked in the direction she pointed, and his whole body was stunned.

The rain was beating on the camp, ticking, and the wounded next to them groaned in pain.

The voices faded away and became clearer again.

The night here is suddenly cold and bitterly cold.

He Dongfan turned around stiffly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, correcting her mistake: "No, I'm asking about the very healthy child I sent just now." ”

He gestured to his chest and described: "Probably this tall, 13 years old, sixth grade, short hair, wearing a yellow T-shirt and jeans, called Ning Zitong." ”

His tone quickened, emphasizing, "It's that kid who doesn't have any injuries on his body, just a weak child." ”

He glanced over there again, with a smile on his face, as if to make fun of her carelessness: "How do you say he's over there?" ”

There were people over there with no vital signs.

He Dongfan: "You must be mistaken!" ”

The paramedics glanced at He Dongfan and told him, "That's right. Yellow T-shirt, no heartbeat when it arrived. Didn't come back to the rescue. ”

"Impossible!" He Dongfan shook his head and denied, "I sent him here, and I talked to him on the way, so I just had something to eat...... No way, sister, you must be mistaken. ”

The medical staff shook their heads lightly at He Dongfan.

He Dongfan stood alone for a while, and then walked over there.

There is no canopy over there.

The cool rain densely covered He Dongfan's cheeks and neck, and he got goosebumps.

He walked slowly along the long road with a flashlight, stepping on the mud step by step.

He recognized it one by one.

In fact, some people can't see their faces, but if you look at your body shape and clothing, you can be sure that they are not.

Finally, he stopped.

The beam of the flashlight rested on the yellow T-shirt, shaking slightly.

The beam slowly went up...

His little face was washed by the rain, and his eyes were not covered.

He used to look like this.

He lay there quietly.

Fell asleep.

He Dongfan was not sad or sad, he only felt his numbness.

He looked at it for a moment, then turned around and went back to camp.

Unsteady on his feet, he fell to the ground, and the flashlight rolled a few times before falling to the side.

He reached for a flashlight, and the beam was shining on a person.

A navy blue spring and autumn sports jacket with two white lines on the sides of the sleeves and a zipper that reaches the head.

The zipper puller is broken with a thin black rubber band strung together.

He was all too familiar.