novel(Zhao Yuan Burst Out Crying) Under the Ruins, Their Lives Were in Danger
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Zhao Yuan saw Lin Wenxi.
At first, he only saw a shadow bending the waist. He thought that he had seen an illusion because he was excessive fatigue. Zhao Yuan tried his best to stop himself from being cheated by emotions."Stay awake. I should stay awake." He thought. The shadow he saw got up and held a few clay pots in the hands. Zhao Yuan could even clearly see the crystal clear drops of sweat soaking into the tips of the shadow's brows. Perhaps, the master of the shadow was aware that someone was looking at him. So the master of the shadow tilted his face and looked toward Zhao Yuan. Suddenly, the face became pale, and the happiness on the face faded. The shadow nearly dropped the clay pots in the hands. In a flurry, he went to tidy the mess up. While he did this, he still remembered to smile at Zhao Yuan, delightedly, and even happily. Through the window of the wall, Zhao Yuan saw Lin Wenxi standing behind the broken walls. It seemed that Lin Wenxi always stood there. From the very beginning to the last of the last, he always stood there.
Zhao Yuan had tears in his eyes. He rushed to Lin Wenxi, but he swayed and ran unsteadily. Then, he fell sideways on the ground. Zhao Yuan touched the trembling earth, and he saw the soil on the walls fall in succession. Zhao Yuan leaned to one side to dodge, and he desperately exclaimed, "No!"
The ground trembled and shivered in pain. It seemed to be unable to withstand the enormous pressure at one corner of the world. A deep pain like that fell quickly and heavily onto the heart of Zhao Yuan. He saw the shaking dust on the broken walls. Large chunks of bricks fell like tears and the rain. The dust scattered in all directions, and the back of Lin Wenxi suddenly disappeared behind the smoke and dust.
Zhao Yuan found himself to be stuffed in the darkness. He couldn't see or hear anything. After a long time, he heard someone outside commanding, "Two comrades from the rescue team, a war reporter, an injured person, and the man who rushed in. In all total, there are five people trapped inside."
"Everyone, evacuate to the safe position first!"
The tremors continued. Zhao Yuan found a table and got under it. Facing some wall, he burst out crying.
"Wenxi!" Zhao Yuan felt that his heart was torn apart. He had never suffered such kind of pain. If it were possible, he would rather die than bear the pain.
Zhao Yuan repeatedly called Lin Wenxi's name. He felt that he still had a lot of words that he hadn't yet said to Lin Wenxi. Every day, these words stayed in his heart like mosquitoes in hibernation in the winter. Though he knew those words were there in his heart, Zhao Yuan never had a deep feeling toward them, nor did he try to destroy them. Naturally, he was used to living with them for a long time. But now, all of those mosquitos had come alive as if they had entered into the spring and summer. There were tens of thousands of them that had exposed their fierce faces and began to attack Zhao Yuan in large numbers with teeth bared and claws outspread. Zhao Yuan hated this kind of feeling. Those beasts stayed very closed with Zhao Yuan. Like the dust in front of him, he just couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard he tried. Those mosquitos were everywhere and stayed with him all the time. Zhao Yuan seemed to feel that because they had experienced the fierce and cruel hibernation, those mosquitos wanted to take revenge two times more serious on him at this moment. Only after a few seconds, it seemed that he was already in a disastrous state.
"Wenxi!" Zhao Yuanxi burst into tears. In the dark night, his screams were like a night owl's, which sounded sad and shrill.
A week ago, Lin Wenxi arrived in Dongchuan with the team. His task was to write reports about the situation in rescue operations' front line in Dongchuan after the earthquake. Lin Wenxi should not only record the things that happened there but also keep in touch with Jifu University and the school association to provide them the latest news. There were disasters brought by the earthquake and the feeling of suffocation during the rescue operation. Moreover, there was joy when they saved someone and sorrow when people were separated from their loved ones by death. All the feelings above mingled together under the dark sky. At this moment, there were a thousand ideas in Lin Wenxi's heart that he wanted to write them down. However, he couldn't describe the world before him because the words would be either too premature or too exaggerated.
In addition to writing news, Lin Wenxi would roll up his sleeves and went to carry stretchers just like other boys. But he couldn't do too heavy work. When he carried the stretcher, he could only carry children. However, whenever there was an urgent task, he wouldn't hesitate to do anything that needed to be done.
Lin Wenxi once managed to carry a slightly fat middle-aged woman. As a result, he almost fell. From then on, others would no longer ask him to carry people. But Lin Wenxi was restless. When all the people in the medical team were busy, he would go to chat with every injured person. He always listened to their stories. They would tell him the stories of themselves, their families, and their friends. At that time, Lin Wenxi knew their true feelings, as the joys of reunions and the sorrows of separations. Somehow, he thought whether or not Zhao Yuan would concern about him or come here to save him if he happened to travel here when the earthquake occurred. Lin Wenxi even hoped that he could be buried in the mud and it would be Zhao Yuan who dug him out in person. At first glance, in addition to the sunshine of life, he could see the smiling face of Zhao Yuan who was worried about him. All of these unforgotten ideas were always kept in Lin Wenxi's mind. As he was chatting with a wounded person, they started to talk about the volunteers.
"Are you really volunteers who come here to help?" The man asked.
"Yes."
"Don't want any money for all the things you did? What is your aim in working so hard?"
"I don't know. Perhaps, by doing so, we can find some meaning of our lives."
"The meaning of life, does that child have the same idea?" The injured person said with a bitter smile. He told Lin Wenxi that he was from Xichuan, and he only got a few injuries when he was in the county. After he got the treatment, he worried about his families. So he followed a team of cars and arrived in Dongchuan after innumerable hardships. But unexpectedly, the first day when he was in Dongchuan, an aftershock happened, and his feet were hit by stones.
Lin Wenxi remembered the aftershocks that happened the day before yesterday. Though he slept in the anti-shock tent, he was shaken violently by the ground like a baby in the cradle shaken by its stepmother. Lin Wenxi felt that the ground nearly shook his internal organs out of his body. One of the volunteers who came with him was injured by a collapsed beam. Fortunately, nothing serious happened to him.
The injured person felt very happy when she learned that Lin Wenxi was from Jifu University. She said that the man named Zhao Yuan who carried her stretcher was from Jifu University too. She also said that it seemed that Zhao Yuan never slept every single day. She heard those nurses say that they were quite worried about him, so she was very impressed.
"He is very handsome. A girl said that it was worthy of getting hurt if she could be carried by him. The girl also said that he is a gift sent by God to comfort her. See, what kind of nonsense did she say?"
Lin Wenxi was very concerned about Zhao Yuan and he hurriedly asked the situation of Zhao Yuan. The injured person exaggerated two times the words those girls said with their anxious looks, and then told Lin Wenxi all about that while holding up her thumb to praise Zhao Yuan.
At that time, Lin Wenxi prepared to apply to go to Xichuan.
But Lin Wenxi saw the broken walls in front of him. Before him, all those people exerted all their efforts to rescue. There were soldiers, volunteers, and rescue team members injured or sacrificed every day. The situation of a disaster needed to be reported. But could their stories be forgotten by others?
Lin Wenxi chose to stay.
A few hours ago, Lin Wenxi heard that a senior from his team was talking on a special walkie-talkie. He said that new schoolmates from Dongchuan would come here to help. It seemed that there was a person named Zhao Yuan who should come to the Red Star Road.
"A fool." Lin Wenxi smiled.
When they got the last child out, Dongchuan might no longer need him. A few days later had passed. Although there were still constant aftershocks, a large number of reporters and media workers from the formal newspaper office had rushed to this place. Lin Wenxi intended to go to the headquarters of the volunteers of Jifu University and apply to go to Xichuan.
The injured child was crying, and it was not convenient to use the stretcher inside. So Lin Wenxi held the child in his arms and coaxed him.
When the aftershock occurred, Lin Wenxi leaned forward and threw the child to the rescuer in front. Then, Lin Wenxi saw a large piece of soil falling in front of him, and he passed out.
What Lin Wenxi remembered at that time was Zhao Yuan's warm embrace which felt as warm as spring when he jumped upstairs and held Lin Wenxi in his arms.
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