Chapter 645: A dead word

She suddenly struggled like crazy, and her terrified eyes stared at the man who had been swept away by the flood.

"Lu Yi, Lu Yi..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the water had poured into her mouth. She tasted the smell of sand, the taste of Haijiang water, and the smell of her own tears.

However, whether this is sea water or river water, rain or tears, why are they so salty.

She let go of her hand and was thinking about letting the flood wash away, so that she could accompany Lu Yi, but in the consciousness that she was about to disappear, there always seemed to be a man talking .

"Huanhuan, hold tight, don't let go."

She opened her eyes, and she was still tied to the pole. Below her chest, they were all floods, and the floods gave her, in addition to death, despair, coldness, fear, and fear.

She hugged the wire rod tightly and put her face on the still cold cast iron.

Lu Yi, she only wants to say this sentence now, and can only say this sentence.

The longer the water level, the higher it seemed to be over the top of her head.

"I promise you, grab it," she choked, but this time she didn't cry.

"I promise you something, I will do it right?"

"I will be good, I will be good."

I don’t know how many times, these floods made her capped, and took her body temperature. She breathed, she was like a boat without roots, just floating in such a vast ocean. , I don’t know when, there will be a big wave coming, drowning her whole person, and no matter when, her fingers are holding the money rod tightly, although the nail is broken, although the body is everywhere They were all injured, but she was still not washed away by the flood. In addition to her hands, the clothes tied to her wrists and the belt fixed on her waist Lu Yi.

She tied her very tightly, as long as the pole did not fall, she would not be washed away.

Time is passing by one minute and one second. For a desperate person who can’t see hope, this is simply terrible torment. Many times, Yan Huan is even thinking about it. How good, that is also clean, come clean, and go clean, I don’t know where the water of the Haijiang River took them.

She didn’t know how long she had been soaking in the water, she didn’t know the passage of time, she didn’t dare to sleep, she didn’t dare to close her eyes, the time was just like a second passing by, not a minute Live.

On weekdays, she almost never realizes the concept that time is not for her. She doesn't feel the passage of time, just like waiting for a traffic light, just like waiting for the end of work. Just when they inadvertently passed, time couldn’t be stopped, and it couldn’t be changed, but now, she feels that her time is really slow, as if she is counting seconds, she is waiting second.

One second passed, and then another second passed.

She is not counting her own life, but her own death.

In fact, what is the difference between her and death now?

She pressed her face tightly to the pole, the rain was still falling, flowing from her hair to the corners of her eyes, and then to her chin, but the rain seemed to have never stopped.

At this time, the Lu family has become a mess

Ye Shuyun sat pale on the sofa, Lu Jin was holding her hand, and at this time Ye Shuyun's fingers were all cold.

"It's okay, it's okay, it will be okay," Lu Jin has been comforting Ye Shuyun, saying that they will be okay and they will be alive, but in fact, how could it be okay, he simply did not report any hope. He couldn't even convince himself, let alone others.

Tell him, what hope is there, and what hope?

This is not a TV series. If you make a mistake, you can repeat it. This is a flood. It is such a big flood. In the face of such a flood, how humble and weak are human beings.

Ye Shuyun raised her face, she moved her colorless lips from time to time, but couldn't say anything.

"It's okay," Lu Jin still said, whether he was comforting Ye Shuyun, or himself, whether he was fooling Ye Shuyun or coaxing everything.

Yi Ling suddenly grabbed his hair hard.

"It's me who's bad, it's all me who's bad, it's my suggestion to go to see Haijiang, I have to take my mom and aunt, it's my fault, it's all my fault, if it's not where we are, Huanhuan won’t come over to find us, she won’t save us. If she doesn’t come, she won’t be washed away by the flood, and Lu Yi can’t die.”

This dead word made Ye Shuyun's body tremble again.

Now this death, they can't mention it, even the words with sounds can't be said, they are all afraid of stimulating Ye Shuyun.

Lei Qingyi covered Yiling's mouth with one hand.

Grandma, can you not talk now, you can cry, you can make trouble, you can roll around, but you can't say a dead word, you are not living on the aunt's heart nest, insert a knife.

Ye Shuyun is still ill and she is hospitalized. She has a heart disease. There is no medicine for heart disease, and everyone can only watch her body weaken day by day, but she is helpless.

She was thinking about her son, and she was also thinking of talking.

Who knows how things turned out like this, why she is alive, but her son and daughter-in-law are gone, even though they are deliberately avoiding her to say a dead word, but she understands it better than any People must understand.

The flood, what the flood is, is life-threatening.

She was such a son in her life. She grew up since she was a child. She finished college, worked, and got married. Someone was taking care of her, but why was there a flood, and why did she go to see what flood, she This is the brain, or was caught in the door, killing the daughter-in-law and the son.

The search and rescue work is still going on, but what is the use of, such a big Haijiang, where to go to find people, such a torrent of torrents, has passed so long, even if it can be found, I am afraid it is also a dead body.

"What you said is true?" Su Muran stood up suddenly. "You said, Yan Huan died?"

"Yes, dead, and Lu Yi," Lu Qin folded his legs orthogonally at this time, he shook the glass in his hand, the arc of his lips raised, full of gloating.

God help him too

If you die, just die.

In the future, the entire Lu family will belong to him, even Lin Lang. He wants nothing, wants nothing. Lu Yi, Lu Yi, you really are short-lived.