Floating up and down in the dark and rapid water, even Bai Yuyue felt that he should have died several times.
He desperately hugged a giant tree that had been washed down by the flash flood, tied himself to the big tree with a belt, and followed the ups and downs of the water, rushing around in the darkness...
In a daze, I felt as if I was being washed downstream, into an opening in the embankment.
Then, it rushed into a ditch with the flood.
The stones and sand along the way made her dizzy, and she could no longer tell whether she was alive or dead.
The night passes and dawn comes.
After drifting in the water all night, she fainted from exhaustion.
She didn't know how much water she choked on, or how many times she was hit by pebbles. Her only firm belief was to hug the tree tightly, and everything else moved with the water.
When everything was over, Bai Yuyue felt as if she had died hundreds of times. She was finally washed to the shore by the flood, and when she came into contact with the soft soil, she fainted.
"Dad, is there a brother lying on the beach there?"
After a long time, the rain has stopped, and at noon, the long-lost sun shines overhead.
A man who looked like a fisherman was walking on the beach with his son, and then someone discovered Bai Yuyue lying on the beach.
She was still wearing men's clothes and lying on her stomach with her head down.
It was just that his whole body was cold and wet, and it looked like a corpse.
"Stop looking, that's a dead person."
The father covered his son's eyes and shook his head.
I'm afraid that this unfortunate person was washed in by the flood again?
"Dead people? What are dead people?" The four-year-old son obviously couldn't understand what "dead people" were.