Nuannuan's boyfriend left Chengdu two days ago, just to avoid the earthquake.
That night, Nuan Nuan's mother reminded them not to sleep too heavy and to be prepared for aftershocks at any time. This kind of instruction has no practical effect, because Ji Yi can't fall asleep at all. Close his eyes and think of Ji Chengyang. His mobile phone has never been connected and went directly to the shutdown state.
In the middle of the night, there was another strong aftershock, and everyone in the room moved to the yard.
She hugged her knees and sat in a small chair, He Nuannuan was relatively speechless, not wanting to say a word. Powerless, Ji Yi at this time deeply understands these four words. The disaster is coming by your side, and the feelings seen in news reports are completely two concepts.
Not far away, Nuan Nuan’s mother was chatting with Grandpa Nuan. She was talking about a lot of things this year. At the end of last month, a train in Shandong collided and hundreds of people were killed or injured. By this month, it was not more than half of the time, here in Sichuan. After the earthquake... Mother Nuan Nuan and Ji Chengyang have always had a good relationship, and have been tugging their hearts. In the end, the elderly over 80 years old will comfort her in turn.
The TV in the living room on the first floor is turned on.
When the disaster relief scene was broadcast live, Ji Yi watched intently, especially afraid that he appeared in the camera. From which corner of the corner the person lifted out was Ji Chengyang, but he also hoped that even if he appeared from his back, it would be safe...
"Sixi," Nuan Nuan is also worried, but seeing her inevitably feel distressed and wants to distract her, "I went back to China this time and saw Xu Qing. Her sister accompanied me."
Nuan Nuan will bring her back to reality.
The enthusiastic squad leader who died prematurely is the regret in the heart of every high school classmate. The shock caused by the death of a friend of the same age can only be understood by experience. Ji Yi said softly: "I haven't been, I dare not go. I only visited his home with classmates before he died. He looked pretty good at that time."
"I don't know why I want to go. I didn't dare to go. Later, I stood in front of his tomb and looked at his photos. I always felt that this person should be alive. I didn't even feel that he was really gone." Nuan Nuan also put her chin on her knees. Go up, and whispered, "I can still remember very clearly. When I was with him, the arm he held me was shaking during the first kiss. After the kiss, I was very embarrassed to talk to me..."
Ji Yi didn't know what to say.
"At that time, I was afraid of delaying study. The two of them talked and divided. Now that I think about it, it's a pity," Ji Nuannuan said in a low voice, "He wants to stay with me all the time, and then go to the military academy. I I can definitely help him a lot, get him back to Beijing, he takes his soldiers, and I am a soldier's family is not bad. I guess my grandfather is the happiest, my family likes me to find a uniform, and his family's conditions are also good. A lot of improvement."
This is an assumption.
Ji Yi looked at Ji Nuannuan's profile and thought, what if Nuannuan didn't break up with Xiao Jun? What kind of life trajectory will it be? If... his best playmate since childhood was not Ji Nuannuan, then Ji Chengyang will not have the opportunity to appear in his life, what kind of growth process is it.
At first, everyone thought it was just the beginning of a relationship, but it was the entire life trajectory that was often affected.
Ji Nuannuan just wanted to talk, and didn't have any central ideas.
While watching the news, Ji Yi chatted with her in a low voice, dialing Ji Chengyang's cell phone from time to time, and there were still endless shutdown prompts. The phone ringing in the living room has never stopped. It is from various places to ask for safety. Every time it rings, Ji Yi will be excited to listen to who is calling.
Once twice, more than a dozen times, more than twenty times...
At the end, she could not count how many calls came. She still watched Ji Nuannuan's mother picking up the receiver when the phone rang without blinking, and then suddenly called the phone: "Where are you? Is it safe? How far is it from Chengdu?"
Ji Yimeng stood up.
Nuan Nuan's mother spoke to the phone. After hearing a few words, her expression gradually slowed down, and she finally showed her first smile from last night to the present. She turned around and beckoned to Ji Yi: "Sixi, come."
She ran over and took the receiver: "Hello?"
My heart is beating very fast, my chest is stuffy, and I can't even see what's in front of me.
"Sixi," Ji Chengyang's voice came from the receiver, "I am safe now."
"Where are you?"
"In Dazhou," Ji Chengyang knew that she must not know this place, and quickly added, "In Sichuan Province, but not the hardest-hit area. The phone was lost during the earthquake yesterday, and he has been busy helping to transfer patients. It's messy here, I'm only free to call you now." He resolved all doubts in a passage.
"Are you in the hospital?" Ji Yi grasped the point.
"Yes," Ji Chengyang did not evade this point, explaining more clearly, "An interviewee lived in this hospital. After the earthquake, it was very chaotic here, so I have left it for now."
Her heart eased slightly.
Ji Chengyang was standing outside the small window of the hospital's security office, holding the phone receiver and listening to Ji Yi's voice. The sense of stability at this moment will dissipate the high tension of the past ten hours.
The earthquake came too suddenly. At that time, he was chatting with two more than one-hundred-year-olds in the ward with his friends. The sudden shock shocked everyone. The nurse ran in and guessed that the oxygen room had a big problem. The explosion kept comforting the elderly in these wards, saying that the cause would be found out soon.
After guessing that it was an earthquake, everyone panicked and hurriedly evacuated the patients.
The patients in this department are very special. They are all elderly people in their 70s or 80s to more than 100 years old. Most of their family members are not present. They are all female escort workers. They can’t carry the patients after being evacuated. They can only use a wheelchair to go one by one. Lift down...
Ji Chengyang and two friends helped to carry the elderly who had limited mobility. It took nearly an hour to transfer those who could leave the ward to the downstairs.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, news of the Wenchuan earthquake was confirmed.
Family members who rushed over began to take the patients resting on the lawn away from the hospital.
All telephone lines were malfunctioning, the mobile network was also paralyzed, and the hospital's telephone could not be used for external calls until an hour ago. Next to all fixed landlines, there are nurses holding lists and contacting the families of patients one by one.
He always waited by the side, waiting until he picked up the receiver and heard her voice, he was relieved.
"When the road is clear, I will return to Chengdu immediately." Ji Chengyang told her.
At this moment, many healthy and calm-headed reporters are entering the disaster area one after another. What he really needs to do with his physical condition is not to become a burden to others. Ji Yi on the other end of the phone agreed, "Well, as long as you are safe there, you can wait a few more days... Are you really in Dazhou?" She was afraid he would lie to herself.
"Really, believe me, Sisi, I am safe." He said concisely.
The two reporter friends next to him were also waiting to call his family to report that he was safe. Ji Chengyang quickly ended the call and handed the receiver to the friend behind him.
That night, the three did not leave the hospital.
The danger of aftershocks caused 80 to 90% of the patients in the entire inpatient building to walk away, leaving behind patients who are inseparable from beds such as cerebral infarction and heart failure, as well as lonely elderly people who do not have any family members. There are not many medical staff left. Since 8 o'clock in the evening, there have been rescue teams composed of doctors and nurses. They left the hospital without even having time to return home, and went straight to Wenchuan for disaster relief.
The three of them slept in the ward, with their interviewees in the afternoon.
Late at night, when the nurse came to check the ward, he found that Ji Chengyang's condition was not very good, so he also arranged oxygen inhalation for him. The two veterans interviewed during the Anti-Japanese War, seeing Ji Chengyang's body, cared about him instead.
Slowly, a few of them chatted again.
The conversation that was interrupted by the earthquake in the afternoon restarted on the night that was enveloped in the atmosphere of disaster.
These are two anti-Japanese war veterans who have no family.
Born in the 15th and 17th periods of the Whampoa Military Academy, participated in the Battle of Changsha, the Battle of Hengyang, and the major battles in the border areas of Hunan, Hubei and Jiangxi.
When the old man knew that he had been a war correspondent, he even told Ji Chengyang that half a century ago, he had also been interviewed by a western war correspondent. This topic aroused the interest of the three of them... In this way, the topic is connected to the topic. , I talked until three or four in the morning without knowing it.
The nurse came to the ward round and seriously told everyone to stop talking, and stopped the conversation.
In the next two days, although Ji Yi did not panic at first, he was still worried about Ji Chengyang's situation.
The television broadcasted uninterrupted disaster relief reports, civilians who died, and soldiers who died in the disaster relief. The ever-increasing number of casualties stimulated everyone's heart.
During lunch that day, Nuan Nuan went out to answer the phone midway, and suddenly screamed in the stairwell.
The exclamation full of joy caused Ji Yi to immediately put down his chopsticks, completely forgetting the elders who were eating at the same table, jumped up from the chair, and ran out of the dining room.
On the first floor, Ji Chengyang put his backpack on the floor.
There was a long cut in the cuff of his shirt, revealing the skin of his arms, and the soles of his shoes were all mud.
Just like that, he looked up and looked up.
Wearing slippers, Ji Yi ran down eagerly, stepping on the ground over every level of wooden steps, clearly only the second floor, but it seemed that the journey was so long. It was so long that she had no patience at all, jumped down the last two steps and threw herself in his arms.
What came out was the smell of dust that had been out for many days, and a sour unfamiliar smell.
But the strength of the arm is the most familiar.
Ji Chengyang hugged her to his chest, stroked her back slowly, and talked to her in a low voice.
The voice is too soft, no one can hear it except Ji Yi.
The elders who walked out of the dining room, Grandpa Nuan Nuan even saw some emotional clues in this hug, and asked Nuan Nuan's mother in surprise. As for the two people who were followed by everyone's attention, one had forgotten their external environment, and the other calmly faced the gazes of the elders, and nodded to the Nuan Nuan mother upstairs to signal that he was back safely.
"Little tear bag," he continued to persuade softly, "I am very dirty. If you cry again, you will definitely rub all your face with mud..."