The endless downpours washed over the mountains and plains.
In the middle of the night, I couldn't see my fingers.
Apart from the fragile cries of the girls, the only thing left was the sound of rain that seemed to ring in his ears.
No one can predict when the rain will stop, and no one can predict when they will be out of trouble.
After staying in the cave for five or six hours, the rain became heavier and heavier.
The mud and rocks were washed away by the rain, becoming thick and turbulent.
The cave was soon flooded with mud and rocks, and despair enveloped everyone layer by layer.
I don’t know who started it, but a dozen teenage boys and girls were so fragile that they began to cry.
Eighteen-year-old Shen Luoan appears mature and stable among this group of teenagers.
He led his companions to escape in an orderly manner, but a scream came from the end of the team. The companions turned around, and there were two people missing.
Ye Youyou and her stepsister, Guan Qianye, were already injured.
The sudden disappearance of the two girls will undoubtedly bring unspeakable panic among this young team.
Everyone was in chaos for a while, so chaotic that even Shen Luoan himself didn't know what happened at that time.
The mudslide was getting bigger and bigger, but the two girls could not be found.
Later, when the search and rescue team arrived, Shen Luoan looked for them like crazy.
However, there was no news about them. Just when Shen Luoan was about to give up, he suddenly heard a weak voice.
"Luo An..."
Luo An…
install…
The voice was hoarse and no longer as soft and charming as usual.
Shen Luoan turned his head and met a pair of scarlet eyes.
Those eyes penetrated his eyes and shocked his soul.
Shen Luoan subconsciously took a step back, and then his feet were in the air. His whole body seemed to fall into the abyss, and he suddenly thumped. His heart seemed to be pulled hard by someone. When he opened his eyes, it was still pitch black.
Clean air, clean room, clean environment.
Shen Luoan was stunned for a long time before letting out a long sigh of relief.
He reached out and touched his forehead, dripping with cold sweat.
I got up, put on my slippers, went to the kitchen, poured a glass of warm water, and drank it in one gulp.
"elder brother."
A sudden male voice sounded. Shen Luoan was unprepared and was frightened.
Turning around, he saw Shen Zhilie sitting on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand and several beer cans in front of him.
Shen Luoan breathed a sigh of relief, walked towards him and sat down next to him.
"When did you get here?" Shen Luoan put down the cup and asked a little tiredly.
There were no lights on in the living room, and everything was dark.
It would be normal if Shen Zhilie sat here quietly and Shen Luoan didn't notice.
However, Shen Zhilie was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and the brightness was not low.
One look at it and it was clear that Shen Luoan was not mentally right.
Shen Zhilie opened a bottle of beer and handed it over, saying, "Have you had another nightmare?"
Shen Luoan took it but didn't drink it. He let out a long sigh, leaned on the sofa and looked at the dark ceiling, "Zhilu, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"
Shen Zhizhen pursed his lips and shook his head: "I never believe this."
"Then do you believe in God?"
"Do not believe."
"Then you, do you believe in retribution?"
"I don't believe it." Shen Zhilie remained consistent.
Shen Luoan glanced at him and laughed: "I don't believe it either."
(End of chapter)