Fleeting remember I love you

Chapter 1

20**年10月19日18点04分，中国A市琅定区拉格县发生6.3级地震——

Lager County is located in a relatively remote mountainous area. The earthquake damaged roads and collapsed a large number of houses, causing heavy casualties...

Four hours later, Luo Yunqing, general manager of the Rock Group, brought a large amount of medical supplies and food to the disaster-stricken area for disaster relief.

The sky was drizzling, and all the rescuers tried their best to start the rescue operation against time. After the rescue operation lasted for seven hours, the dark sky gradually turned white, and a new day has come...

"Third Young Master, drink some water." He Jie, an assistant to the general manager who is about 25 years old, with a young face full of exhaustion, handed a bottle of mineral water to Luo Yunqing, and said with concern.

Luo Yunqing's bloodshot eyes followed the rescue scene not far away from beginning to end. He took the mineral water and unscrewed the bottle cap, drank half of the bottle in one go, then screwed the cap on and handed the mineral water to He Jie. Nothing was said.

"Third Young Master, you must be very tired as we rushed to rescue the disaster without stopping. Why don't you go and rest for a while..." He Jie persuaded with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"No need!" Luo Yunqing resolutely refused before He Jie finished speaking. After staying up all night, his voice had become unbearably hoarse.

"But……"

"He Jie, where is the medical center in the earthquake area?" Luo Yunqing suddenly asked in a deep voice, frowning and looking at the people affected by the disaster in front of him. He was very sympathetic, so please help as much as you can!
"Over there." He Jie raised his hand and pointed in one direction, and replied with a heavy tone.

"Let's go and see if there's anything we can do to help!" Even though Luo Yunqing's voice was hoarse, his tone still revealed an irresistible majesty. As he spoke, he walked towards the direction He Jie pointed at. walk.

He Jie looked at Luo Yunqing's back that was drifting away, and couldn't help but tighten his brows a little bit. He has been with the third young master for two years, watching his sleepless work every day, and he will never rest unless he is exhausted. He is very sympathetic. Whenever there is a natural or man-made disaster, as long as he is in the country, he will rush to the disaster relief with a large number of rescue items.

I don't know why, but he often has the illusion that... the young and wise third young master is full of despair about life and the future...

It was already dawn, Luo Yunqing looked solemnly at the temporary medical point in front of him, walked slowly and heavily in front of the tents, looked at the medical staff who were still busy after a night, and heard the intermittent sounds of injured people Moaning and weeping, the mood became more depressed.

"Ms. Xiao, is grandma going to die... woo woo... woo..."

A childish voice, carrying the fear of the rest of life, tremblingly floated in the dawn air.

"Jiaojiao, don't cry, grandma will be fine. With so many brothers and sisters coming to help us, grandma will recover soon." A slightly tired voice gently comforted the frightened little girl.

The moment Luo Yunqing heard this soft voice, his face suddenly turned pale, as if struck by lightning——

Only he knows how fatally familiar this voice is, binding his entire soul like a curse every night, making him suffocate, despair, and tear his heart...

"Mr. Xiao, I'm so scared... woo woo woo..."

"Jiaojiao is very good, Teacher Xiao is here, don't be afraid..."

Not an illusion!The voice deeply imprinted in his heart like a brand was truly resounding in the air, Luo Yunqing suddenly turned his head to follow the sound, and saw——

Not far away, a little girl about seven or eight years old was standing in front of a tent covered in mud, with tears of terror on her face, crying and looking at the slender woman squatting in front of her.

The woman's back was facing him, and he couldn't see her face, but the back that imprinted on his eyelids filled with a piercing familiarity, it was a back that he would never forget in his life...

No!impossible!She is dead!Luo Yunqing, you saw her body cremated with your own eyes, you buried her and erected a monument for her, she is already dead...

His scarlet eyes stared at the woman's back, his tall body froze in place like a statue, his mind went blank...

"Jiaojiao, stop crying, let's go see the other students, shall we?"

The gentle voice sounded again, and he saw her stand up slowly and stiffly at the moment when the little girl nodded with tears in her eyes. Then, she casually turned sideways, and he saw her face...

is her!

It was that beautiful face that strangled his soul all night long, it was really her...

Shock, ecstasy, heartache, all kinds of emotions rushed into his heart crazily, his tall body began to tremble uncontrollably, he wanted to step forward——

She moved, took the little girl's hand, and walked forward slowly, her steps were limping... limping...

"Third Young Master, are you okay?"

His body shook uncontrollably the moment he saw her limping, He Jie hurriedly held his arm, and asked anxiously in his ear, but he seemed stupid, unable to hear anything, just died. Staring at the figure a few meters away...

Hearing this exclamation, the woman holding the little girl looked up casually. At this moment, the early morning wind blew away the thick bangs on her forehead——

A striking scar loomed over her forehead, shocking!

Heartache!It hurts to suffocate!He stared intently into her eyes looking over, but what he saw was nothing but peace and indifference...

Her eyes pierced through the cold air and projected towards him, and then staggered away from him in just a second, as if she was just looking at a stranger... No!As if he was transparent, passing by in a flash...

Luo Yunqing's heart was beating wildly in severe pain, and her calm and self-controlled emotions had fallen into chaos. She...is that her?Is it really her?
Another voice in my heart retorted in a panic, no no no!The woman in front of me is crippled, with scars on her face, it's not her, it must not be her... She's dead... She's dead...

But, that was obviously her!
"Yan Yixiao..." He lost his voice and murmured, almost inhaling rapidly for no reason.

"Third Young Master, are you... are you okay?" He Jie looked at Luo Yunqing, who was in a daze, worriedly, and asked softly, frowning slightly hesitantly.

He Jie's voice awakened Luo Yunqing, who was in a state of confusion, and took a closer look. Where was the slender figure before her eyes? She was gone...

The desperation and heart-piercing pain swept over my heart again, Luo Yunqing's face was so pale...

Suddenly, he ran forward like crazy, his bloodshot eyes frantically searching for the figure just now, his instinct told him that it was her!That's her!
"Third Young Master, slow down... Where are you going, Third Young Master..."

Turning a deaf ear to the call behind him, Luo Yunqing's mind went blank, he couldn't think of anything, he only knew that if he found her, he must find her, she came back, she returned to his world, he had to find her...

"Yan Yixiao! Yan Yixiao, where are you? Come out!"

He yelled tremblingly as he walked, but he looked for row after row of blue tents, but he still couldn't see the figure that he was tied to...

Yan Yixiao!Yan Yixiao is that you?it's you, right?You're not dead, are you?
In the end, after searching all over, he was tired, he had to stop and look up at the sky, not to let the sadness in his eyes flow...

Yan Yixiao, I miss you, what should I do...

Behind a towering tree, there is a slender woman hiding, her cold eyes are looking at the tall and decadent figure in the distance, and slowly, the corner of her lips curls into a sneer...

(End of this chapter)