He Bing gently raised his eyes. Yang Jindou was holding a camellia in his hand. The camellia was covered in blood and looked extremely delicate.
He never sent her flowers.
This man doesn't understand romance and never sends flowers.
This is the first time he has sent flowers.
He Bing stretched out his little hand and took it.
"Bingbing, I'm sorry, it's all mother's fault. It was mother who harmed Ye Ming."
“Sister-in-law, the chief is gone, our chief is gone.”…
Everyone was crying and talking to her. He Bing felt dizzy and his whole head exploded.
A ball of paste.
"That's enough!" She held the diamond ring and camellia in her hand until it hurt, and she yelled.
Everyone froze and looked at He Bing blankly.
He Bing's face was dry and there was not a drop of tears. Her clear and striking eyes flashed across everyone's faces, "See the person alive, see the body dead. Put away your tears and wait until you find him."
Keep the corpse until you cry at his funeral!"
Everyone was intimidated by He Bing's aura. They looked at He Bing blankly and forgot to react.
Yang Jindou also looked at He Bing in shock. She never expected that He Bing would react like this.
He Bing loves Ye Ming deeply.
She may not be able to bear Ye Ming's absence.
Everyone was worried about her, worried that she would be distraught and collapse, but she didn't.
Her face was dry, and even though her fair eyes were turning red, she didn't shed a single tear.
She didn't panic, didn't feel weak, not at all.
"He Bing." Zhu Chao wiped his tears. Only now did he understand why Ye Ming fell in love with He Bing, because He Bing had grown up into a woman who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him and share hardships together.
"Brother Zhu, you have worked hard to save my mother this time. Go into the house quickly and take a hot shower, change into clean clothes, drink some ginger soup, and refresh yourself. Ye Ming will be back. We are here
Wait for him here!" He Bing said.
"Yes." Zhu Chao nodded vigorously.
"Mr. Gu, there is no signal here and we cannot contact the outside. Please send someone to deliver a message to the old chief. I want to request support immediately."
Gu Yejin nodded, "Okay."
"Miss He, what do you want to do?" someone asked in confusion.
He Bing pulled out her thin legs and took two steps forward. She raised her head and looked at the hill in front of her that was submerged in the heavy rain. "When the tornado passes, we will go in and dig the mountain. Even if the whole hill is turned over, I will still do it."
Whoever finds him, whether he is alive or dead, I want to see him with my own eyes, and I want... to take him home!"
She wouldn't leave him there alone.
She will take him home herself.
Everyone was stunned, especially the Blood Eye Soldiers. Their cold blood was revived at this moment, and it could be said that their blood was boiling.
Yes, they are going to find the chief.
They want to take the leader home!
Maybe they will be a little late, but they will never be absent.
But, when will this tornado stop?
…
All the injured personnel went in to be bandaged, but He Bing still stood there, clutching the diamond ring and the camellia he gave her tightly in her hand.
Gu Yejin stood beside her and whispered, "The latest news from the weather station just now said that this tornado will not leave for another hour."
One hour?
Ye Ming is now in Qiu Mountain, his life or death is uncertain, and he can't waste any minute or second now.
But it will take another hour.
"Mr. Gu, do you think he is still alive?"
Gu Yejin stood tall and straight as jade, he curled his lips, "He must still be alive."
"Well," He Bing nodded, his feathers trembling slightly like butterfly wings, "I also believe that he must still be alive."
As she spoke, she clasped her hands together, facing the hill, and gently closed her eyes.
She heard that there were gods in the mountains, and she wanted to pray for them.
Seek for one of those thrilling moments.
May luck come to you.
Asking for all kindness and kindness.
There are many vicissitudes of justice in the world. Ye Ming looked up to the world in this life. Forty years have passed in a hurry. If the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old. How can it be said that the hero's bones have become white?
Gu Yejin stood quietly beside He Bing. He also looked at the hill in the wind and listened.
Listen to a heroic battle song.
Zhu Chao and Xue Tongbing came out after finishing their repairs. They all stood facing the hill and prayed.
"Look, what is that?" someone shouted in surprise.
Everyone looked up and saw that the dark curtain in the distance seemed to have been pushed aside by a big hand. The delicate moon buds gave off a glimmer of light, and then a rainbow appeared in their sight.
The gorgeous rainbow overpass actually appeared.
He Bing heard the sound of joy, and the slender feathers like butterflies and cicada wings trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes and saw it.
The rainbow in the sky is beautiful, the delicate moon buds slowly turn into the scorching sun, and the sun comes out.
The scorching sun after the tornado was like fire. It hung high on the top of the mountain, coating the entire hill with a golden and warm light.
"The tornado has stopped! The tornado stopped so quickly!"
"The weather forecast said the tornado would move away in an hour, but I didn't expect it to end early."
"The sun has come out and everything has passed!"…
Everyone is cheering.
He Bing slowly raised her red lips, justice was like Ye Ming, the sun shone brightly.
…
Everyone entered Qiushan, and Chen Jin came in person. Carloads of camouflage jeeps rolled over the muddy road, and the doors of the cars were opened, and all those who got out were soldiers.
Everyone picked up their sleeves, took shovels and started climbing over the mountain.
Golden Rescue 24 hours, race against time.
Everyone is here.
Take Chief Ye home.
Just now, the shady scene was so big that it confused his eyes, and now everyone is here.
How could he be left in this darkness?
In the past, he fought with the sky and the earth to send many people home, but now everyone has come to pick him up.
He Bing came to a place where the towering tree had been broken into two pieces and was still stained with blood.
He Bing slowly knelt down and touched the blood on it with her soft fingertips. The blood was cold, but what she touched was hot. This was his blood.
There is his breath here.
This is where he has been.
He Bing lifted his feet and walked forward. This place was washed away by heavy water, and many traces were faded, but a deep scratch was left on the muddy road.
He crawled here before!
He Bing lifted her feet and walked forward step by step along the traces he had crawled on. She was walking on the road he had walked before.
The marks were too deep, and his heavy body dragged on the ground. His legs were useless, but this could not stop his footsteps. His big palms dug into the soil, leaving several scratches.
He Bing felt his desire to survive.
She also felt that he wanted to go home.
How he longed to go home.
Standing on this piece of homeland that he had walked and climbed before, He Bing gently closed his eyes, tears already streaming down his face.