Chen Jiaxian's heart seemed to be pinched and ached.
Pan Qiaomu didn't seem to care at all. He frowned and looked at the heavy rain outside the corridor.
Uncle Jiang in the corridor looked at Chen Jiaxian and then at Pan Qiaomu.
After a while, Pan Qiaomu knelt down, carried Jiang Bo on his back, and walked out.
Chen Jiaxian was one step behind and held an umbrella. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man leaned on Pan Qiaomu's back and suddenly said in a nonchalant manner: "My sister has suffered a lot."
Pan Qiaomu's back stiffened.
Tell him this?
what?
…
Chen Jiaxian caught up with her umbrella and heard Pan Qiaomu say impatiently: "...I know."
What do you know?
Before she could ask a question, the umbrella fell from her hands and was caught by the strong wind and fell a hundred meters away. Heavy rain poured down on her head and face.
"Don't worry about the umbrella, run!" Pan Qiaomu quickened his pace and waded hard into the water.
After a few steps, Chen Jiaxian grabbed his arm violently, causing Pan Qiaomu to stumble.
"Chen Jiaxian!" He turned around and shouted angrily.
Lightning illuminated Chen Jiaxian's frightened eyes, and a huge tree branch fell, grazing the back of Pan Qiaomu's head and slamming into the water, splashing yellow turbid water.
Pan Qiaomu's head buzzed, and he turned around. He was stunned for a full 2 seconds before slowly taking a step back, his scalp tingling with fear.
In front of me, the road stretched into the rainy night, with the dark trees on both sides shaking constantly.
Pan Qiaomu opened his mouth, and then realized that he couldn't say a word, and he didn't know whether it was rain or cold sweat on his forehead.
Chen Jiaxian crossed Pan Qiaomu and stood in front of him: "I'll go in front of you."
Pan Qiaomu didn't even think about it: "No."
But Chen Jiaxian walked forward first, leaving him with a back view.
what is this.
Stupid overestimation and foolish bravery?
Pan Qiaomu looked at the figure in front of him with a complicated expression, grabbed Jiang Bo on his back, and caught up.
The typhoon carried everything with it, and fallen leaves fell on the head, back and water. The two of them finally walked out of the narrow arcade street, and Pan Qiaomu's forehead was even blue. As for the car parked outside, water had reached the wheels.
The two pushed Uncle Jiang into the car and drove towards the nearest emergency room on a brutal typhoon rainy night.
…
Thanks to timely rescue, Jiang Bo's life was not in danger, but he needed to be hospitalized for treatment.
Red warnings from the weather station kept popping up on mobile phones, indicating that the typhoon was making landfall in Yuecheng at this moment, urging residents not to go out unless necessary.
The typhoon was obviously at its strongest, and the world was enveloped in the endless sound of rain.
Chen Jiaxian was extremely tired and leaned against the wall of the hospital. After a while, a wet mark appeared on the white wall: "I'll spend the night in the hospital."
Pan Qiaomu said: "That's okay. How much power does your phone have?"
Chen Jiaxian glanced at her phone: "2%."
There are many people trapped in the hospital due to the typhoon, and the cabinets for shared power banks are empty. Pan Qiaomu rejected Chen Jiaxian: "It would be too dangerous if the phone is out of battery. It's absolutely not possible at night."
Before Chen Jiaxian could speak, Pan Qiaomu asked again: "Do you have a change of shirts at your work station?"
of course not.
So Pan Qiaomu pointed to her T-shirt: "You will sleep in the hospital tonight, what will you wear to work tomorrow? Do you plan to buy a new shirt directly? Is your internship salary very generous?"
Of course she is not well off.
Chen Jiaxian hesitated and was persuaded by Pan Qiaomu.
The two people walked out of the hospital.
There is no umbrella.
Chen Jiaxian took out a black plastic bag from her bag: "Use this."
"Plastic bag?" Pan Qiaomu pointed at himself and said in shock, "Give it to me? Do you think I would do such an embarrassing and graceless thing? Besides, we are soaked now, so what's the point of keeping out the rain? "
Chen Jiaxian asked: "Are the seats in your car waterproof?"
He wasn't sure if it was waterproof or not, but he would be heartbroken.
So Chen Jiaxian said: "It's better to protect yourself from the rain. Even if you get wet less, your car will get less wet."
Pan Qiaomu hesitated and was persuaded by Chen Jiaxian.
A few seconds later, the two men held up the plastic bag and rushed into the typhoon.
Perhaps it was because of the short time we were in the same boat, or perhaps because of the irresistible typhoon, as small human beings, she and he actually had a tacit understanding.
In the rush, Chen Jiaxian's bare left arm rubbed against Pan Qiaomu's right arm. She felt a surge of heat in the cold rain. Her heart suddenly grasped and goosebumps suddenly appeared on her skin.
At this moment, the body's feelings were infinitely magnified, like a torn cloak that suddenly enveloped her.
Desire, what is it?
Chen Jiaxian felt a resistance in her heart. The cold rain flowed down his arms, quickly smoothing away the strangeness.
…
After getting in the car, Pan Qiaomu lit the car and said, "I'll take you back to the dormitory."
Chen Jiaxian rubbed her left arm that felt strange, looked at the wiper waving in front of her, and said "oh".
Pan Qiaomu started the car.
The car moved forward slowly. After a while, Chen Jiaxian broke the silence: "What about you?"
Pan Qiaomu looked at the heavy rain: "I will also go to the dormitory to spend the night."
The heavy rain pattered against the glass, and the wipers swung wildly. Pan Qiaomu didn't speak anymore, nor did he turn on the radio.
The car was filled with silence.
In such silence, Chen Jiaxian felt that her left arm was a little hot and she felt uncomfortable anywhere in her body.
But she was so tired that her eyelids couldn't stop drooping.
Colorful neon lights lit up one by one. In her dream, there was a person whose face could not be seen clearly, and he slowly unbuttoned the tiny shell buttons, revealing a little bit of faint polarized light. He stretched out his arms, and she climbed onto his flat and broad shoulders like a spring fish.
The frozen ice finally broke, and lush trees shaded the still water. Such calm flowing water seems to have fire burning at the bottom.
Desire, what is it.
Is it the white mist caused by heavy rain hitting the ground?
Or is it a huge invisible whirlpool under the seemingly calm water?
Chen Jiaxian stretched out her hand to touch the contradictory water surface. At this moment, an undoubted resistance surged into her heart. The heavy rain fell suddenly and the river surged, covering the entire dream. Chen Jiaxian opened her eyes.
A warmth surged from beneath him.
She has her period.
…
Pan Qiaomu found a convenience store that was not closed yet. Chen Jiaxian blushed and went in to buy a pack of sanitary napkins and changed them in the toilet.
After this delay, the rain became heavier and the road conditions became worse.
The car moved inch by inch.
Chen Jiaxian felt a little guilty. She turned to look at Pan Qiaomu's side face. Pan Qiaomu glanced at her, said nothing, and stretched out his hand to swipe the navigation.
He showed appropriate empathy, without fuss and without the slightest hint of accusation.
…
On this day when she was 20 years old, Chen Jiaxian wanted to ask herself:
What are you resisting?
Perhaps this question arises because of Pan Qiaomu, but Chen Jiaxian knows that the answer to the question has nothing to do with Pan Qiaomu.
The answer to the question lies with herself.
…
The car body tilted suddenly, and the rearview mirror hit the wall of the narrow road and broke instantly. Then the wheel arch plate rubbed against the masonry, making a tooth-breaking sound.
"Fuck!" Pan Qiaomu cursed, veins suddenly appeared on the back of his hand holding the steering wheel, and the car was dangerously steady.
He hammered the steering wheel: "Not now, the water is too deep and there is no way to go."
Changlefang is too old. Such an old drainage system is simply unable to cope with typhoon water accumulation.
This is the most intense moment of the typhoon. It was raining heavily on all sides, and there was water all over the ground. The car was stuck in the water. Even if we turned around and went back to the hospital, it was too late.
Pan Qiaomu turned to Chen Jiaxian and said:
"Do you mind coming to my house?"
