Lu Yiwei, who was trapped in Guiyu Village, had no idea what was happening outside. After eating a bowl of spicy noodles, he was drenched in sweat. His limbs were clear, and he felt comfortable all over. He kept praising Mother Shi's cooking for being delicious.
Mother Stone was very happy to be praised. She filled Lu Yiwei's bowl to the brim and placed it in front of him. It was a frightening sight to behold. He could not refuse her kindness, so he reluctantly ate it until his stomach was full.
Shi Xiaoman, who was sitting beside him, watched Lu Yiwei eat the noodles in a daze. She was extremely happy. She imagined that if this man belonged to her, she would do anything for him. Their eyes met. Shi Xiaoman quickly shifted her gaze and passed a cup of hot water to Lu Yiwei. She said with concern, "It's too spicy, right? Drink some water!"
Although Lu Yiwei was a man, he knew very well what was written in Shi Xiaoman's eyes and what she was thinking in her heart. However, he had always treated Shi Xiaoman as a colleague. At most, she was a friend. As for the rest, he did not think about it at all. Admittedly, Shi Xiaoman was gentle, gentle, and good-looking. It was very pleasant to be with her. They even had intimate contact once. That was all.
It was not that he despised her for being divorced. Wasn't Lu Yiwei one too? It was mainly because they were too familiar with each other. It felt a little awkward. Even if they were not familiar with each other, he did not intend to look for her in the county. If they were really together, outsiders would think that he was the one who forced the couple to divorce. Although he did not care, they were from the same hometown. He really could not take that step.
Besides, Shi Xiaoman and his ex-wife, Li Shu-man, had too many similarities. Their personalities were similar, and they were considerate. In that case, it was even more impossible.
Lu Yiwei was still worried about the villagers who were hiding in the school. After drinking the water, he was about to go to the field. Seeing this, Shi Xiaoman immediately stopped him. "Yiwei, what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to the school to take a look."
"No! You're sick, not to mention that you've just sweated. You can't stand the wind, "Shi Xiaoman said anxiously.
Lu Yiwei waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter!" After saying that, he lifted the curtain and walked out.
"I'll go with you!" Shi Xiaoman saw that she couldn't beat Lu Yiwei, so she hurriedly took the flashlight from the kang and followed him.
"Wait, let Yiwei put on your father's coat!" Mother Shi took off the coat and hurriedly sent it out.
As soon as Lu Yiwei stepped out of the door, a gust of cold wind carried shards of ice and hit his face. It was as if thousands of arrows had pierced his heart and thorns had pierced his body. He looked up at the sky. Large snowflakes the size of goose feathers danced in the air and fell like cotton. This snowfall was much more violent than the previous two snowfalls. Snow was supposed to symbolize holiness and purity, but at this moment, it brought unprecedented disaster to the people of Nanyang.
Lu Yiwei took a step forward. The snow was up to his ankles. The snowflakes slipped through the gaps of his leather shoes and entered his shoes. When they met his warm skin, they quickly melted and froze into ice. It was a heart-wrenching pain. He couldn't care less and quickly stepped on the snow to walk to school.
"Wait for me!" Shi Xiaoman ran up and grabbed Lu Yiwei's arm. She squinted her eyes and said, "Yiwei, the snow is too heavy. Let's go back quickly."
Lu Yiwei was indifferent. He walked straight towards the weak bright spot swaying in the snow. There was a "sha sha" sound under his feet. It used to be pleasing to the ears, but now it had become the roar of a devil, making people tremble with fear.
Due to the reflection of the snow, the night was not so dark. The small village was brightly lit and fell into a kind of white horror. In front of him was a vast expanse of whiteness. It was impossible to tell where the road was and where the ditch was. He could only grope and move forward with difficulty.
Halfway through, a house by the side of the road finally couldn't bear the pressure of the snow and collapsed. Then, a heart-wrenching cry came from under the house. Lu Yiwei's heart tightened and he rushed over without caring about anything else. After running a few steps, he missed a step and stepped into the ditch by the side of the road. He fell heavily on the ground.
Seeing this, Shi Xiaoman anxiously went over to help him. Unexpectedly, Lu Yiwei pushed her away violently and shouted hysterically, "Don't worry about me. Hurry up and call for help."
Shi Xiaoman stood there, not knowing what to do. Lu Yiwei roared again, "Hurry up and go! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go!"
"Oh." Shi Xiaoman took a few steps back, then ran forward. After running two steps, she didn't forget to look back at the figure who was struggling to get up in the snow.
Lu Yiwei's foot hit the roadside stone. The pain made him break out in a cold sweat, but he couldn't care less. He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up. He ran to the woman who was digging the bricks and crying. "Auntie, hold on for a while. I'll save you immediately!"
"Save me, hurry up and save me …" The woman almost used all her strength to shout for help. The tragic cry cut through the silent sky and echoed in the empty snow. It pierced through Lu Yiwei's eardrums and shook his heart, making him feel the moment of life and death. He let out a desperate cry from his throat.
Lu Yiwei was shocked. After being stunned for a few seconds, he lowered his head and desperately pulled the broken bricks and tiles with his hands. He kept comforting her, "Auntie, don't panic. I'll save you immediately."
A four to five meter long rafter with the thickness of a bowl was lying on the ruins. It happened to be pressing on the woman's arm. Lu Yiwei did not know where he got the strength from, but he managed to move the rafter that would normally require two to three people to lift. After moving it, he saw that one of the woman's arms was hanging in the air. It was obvious that the bones had been crushed into powder. It was only connected by the flesh and the meridians. Lu Yiwei heard a buzzing sound in his ears and took a few steps back.
The woman had been crying and screaming a moment ago, but now her breath was getting weaker. Her hair was disheveled and her face was dirty. She shook her broken arm and weakly shouted, "Save me, save me …"
Seeing the woman's desperate eyes, Lu Yiwei was deeply shocked. He stood there stiffly, his body shaking non-stop. He didn't know what to do. This was the first time he was so close to life and death. It was so gloomy and lost. It was like a beating drum in his heart.
"Auntie, you must hold on!" After saying that, Lu Yiwei didn't care about his tears and the freezing weather. He used his bare hands to pull her away. He firmly believed that he must let her live!
At this moment, a dense crowd of people shouted as they rushed over from afar. Lu Yiwei kept talking to the woman, but the woman's voice became softer and softer. Her head slowly drooped down, and even her swaying arm stopped swaying. The line between life and death was so long and so short.
"Mother of my child!" A middle-aged man suddenly jumped on the ruins and shouted almost crazily. The others also caught up and threw themselves into this life-and-death "war".
The woman's husband had lost his mind and didn't know anything about first aid. He grabbed the woman and used all his strength to drag her out. Seeing this, Lu Yiwei immediately went forward to stop him. But the man didn't stop and dragged her like pulling a carrot. His reckless behavior accelerated the woman's death. Not long later, the woman's head was like a balloon swaying in the wind, ending her ordinary life.
An elder realized that something was wrong. He climbed up and put his hand in front of his nose. He shook his head and said, "No more!"
The man couldn't believe it. He let out an angry roar and threw himself on the woman's body, crying. In the face of life and death, everyone chose to be silent. They sighed at the pain of the impermanence of life and death, but also the fear and regret of the death of life.
When people were alive, they had countless fantasies and beautiful wishes. They could live in a villa, buy a luxurious car, or travel the world. But for this woman who had just ended her life, perhaps her wish wasn't extravagant. She just wanted to go to Beijing to see Tiananmen Square, buy a beautiful dress, dress up like a city person … That was it. However, everything was gone with the wind. She used her simple life to pay tribute to the beauty of the past and the loneliness of the future. The lonely soul was worried in despair. The soul of the dead dissipated in grief and rushed to another world.
Lu Yiwei witnessed the whole process. The despair and fear in her eyes seemed to be imprinted in his heart, hitting his uneasy heart again and again. He knelt on the ground in grief. He deeply blamed himself, thinking that it was because he didn't do his best that the woman died.
"Oh my god! Why did you treat me like this? " The woman's husband was like a wounded wild wolf howling in the wilderness. Was it God playing tricks on him or was it fate? Who would have thought that he would take away his wife's life so easily? From then on, they were separated by life and death, never to see each other again.
Shi Xiaoman helped Lu Yiwei up with a heavy heart and said, "Yiwei, don't be too sad. It's not your fault."
At this time, the village chief also came over and comforted, "Comrade leader, hurry up and get up. You've tried your best. Sigh!"
Lu Yiwei turned around and asked the village chief with red eyes, "Why is there still someone here?"
The village chief sighed helplessly and said, "Actually, they've all been moved to the school, but she insisted on coming back to close the chicken coop. She was afraid that the chickens would run away. She wouldn't listen no matter how I persuaded her. Sigh!"
Lu Yiwei heard this reason and felt even worse. He said, "Tonight, everyone in the village must go to school. No one can stay. Xiaoman, hurry up and tell your mother to pack her things. "
"My family is fine …" Shi Xiaoman still wanted to explain, but she was ruthlessly interrupted by Lu Yiwei who roared, "Hurry up!" Shi Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then silently turned around and ran back home.
After more than an hour of fighting in the cold wind and snowstorm, the woman's body was finally dug out. All four of her limbs were broken, and there was a slender wooden stick piercing through her chest. She was covered in blood and looked very terrifying. Especially her big eyes, which were filled with resentment and longing to live. Lu Yiwei couldn't bear to look at her anymore. He quickly turned his head, but what appeared in front of him was still that pair of innocent eyes.
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