Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 221 - 223 He’s not sure if it’s her _1

Chenxing was speaking to the villagers in their native language, asking the children, the elderly, and the injured to leave first. The villagers cooperated quite well. Some middle-aged individuals hopped off the inflatable boat and helped to carry the children on board.

"Little nurse, you understand their language. You should stay behind with me and go in my group. We can’t understand their language at all, and it seems like they can’t entirely understand English." A soldier pat-patted her shoulder.

Chenxing carrying a medicine box watched the muddy and raging floodwaters biting her lips tightly and nodded.

The floodwaters were rising quickly. By the time the inflatable boat had made a round trip between the two shores, the floodwaters had already reached her calves.

She clenched her fists tight, secretly feeling pretty scared. Everyone who couldn’t swim inevitably felt a tiny touch of fear upon seeing the water.

She couldn’t help but instinctually moved back a few steps toward an elevated spot on the ground.

She raised her hand to block the rain droplets from falling into her eyes and gaze toward the other shore. As the rain was getting heavier and the visibility decreased, she could only vaguely make out forms on the other shore.

Suddenly, it was as if she saw some kind of illusion in the periphery of her eye. Chenxing rubbed her eyes forcefully then wiped her hands dry to clear water droplets from her eyelashes, squinting her eyes, trying her best to see.

Strange, why does it seem like the person on the opposite bank looks like Brother Fengchi?

Impossible!

Chenxing knocked her head, scolding herself for her whimsical thinking. How could Fengchi possibly be here? She turned around to continue comforting some increasingly restless disaster victims.

A villager was bitten by a venomous snake that was carried downstream by the floodwater. He was screaming loudly, and she quickly opened her medicine box.

...

On the opposite shore, Gu Shaocheng and Yan Fengchi were looking everywhere, much like searching for a needle in a haystack, trying to find Chenxing. Especially Shaocheng. He asked every person he saw in English, describing Chenxing’s appearance, showing them her photograph, asking them, "Have you ever seen this girl in the photo?"

"Have you seen a girl with yellow skin named Chenxing?"

"Do you recognize this girl?"

"Have you ever seen this girl?"

A small, dark, and thin girl ran to him, hissing at the photo soaked in rainwater, babbling something to him.

Gu Shaocheng didn’t understand the local language. The two stared at each other, but his heart was infinitely excited: "Kid, have you seen this girl and do you know where she is?"

"##￥%@%#￥&@..." A smattering of gibberish.

Gu Shaocheng: "..."

The little girl was also a bit annoyed — she had been talking all this time, but the man in front of her didn’t understand. Neither did she understand whatever he was trying to communicate. No idea what he wants to do.

She scratched her little braid, and suddenly got an idea. Her eyes darted around, and she suddenly pulled on the man, pointing to a house on the opposite side that was about to be submerged by the flood. She started to jump like a little monkey, making gestures while continuing to babble in her language.

Gu Shaocheng looked in the direction she pointed, as he no longer needed to communicate with this jabbering girl. Because he had seen a figure; that figure that stood up and suddenly crouched down.

His heart stopped beating.

He was not sure if it was her, the distance was too great, the view unclear.

But there was a strong feeling in his heart that the figure was the person he was looking for, his woman, Chenxing!

He rubbed his eyes, trying to see clearer, but just when it was a matter of life and death, disaster struck. He heard loud cries, but he was too invested to care. He could only stare as floodwaters surged over from upstream. Everything on the opposite bank vanished in the blink of an eye with the floodwaters. He screamed, "No........."

...Update till here on February 13, will continue after midnight tomorrow. Ha, I promise this is not a tragedy but "bittersweet." Look at my sincere little eyes ( ⊙ o ⊙ ), how could I be a villain!