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Hearing that Jiang Mingyuan would be back soon, Cheng Huan finally put down his snack.

She had seen many coups in small countries on the news before, and she was afraid that men would also encounter this kind of problem. She was always on tenterhooks these days, and watched the news whenever she had time. There were only so many new things on the TV station every day, and some things never happened. I have to repeat it from morning to night more than ten times, so that even the stars will learn to say it.

Fortunately, this life is finally coming to an end.

Cheng Huan went to bed very early that night. After washing, she lay on the bed with her hands folded on her abdomen. She was thinking about what to do when people came back to make up for the lost meat. She was also thinking about how to sign up for the stars. Now, she should find time to meet with the new teacher. Thinking about these things, she gradually fell asleep.

Cheng Huan had a really uneasy sleep this time. He seemed to have seen something terrible in his dream. When he woke up, the feeling of panic was still there, but he had forgotten about it.

She clutched her chest and gasped, reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead. She turned on her phone and saw that it was only three in the morning.

Jiang Mingyuan should have rested by this point, so she shouldn't be disturbed. After waking up and unable to fall asleep, Cheng Huan lay down for a while and turned on the TV out of habit, but there was no program. Looking at the blue screen, she sighed, raised her hand and tapped her forehead, turned off the TV again, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

The rest of the night passed like this, and Cheng Huan got up at dawn.

She washed the rice and cooked it absentmindedly, then looked at the time.

Six o'clock is the time for the morning news.

It was early in the morning, and there was very little new news. What was broadcast on the news was yesterday's content. Cheng Huan used the host's voice as the background sound and continued to prepare breakfast.

"According to the Xzhou Seismological Network, a strong earthquake of magnitude 8.5 occurred at 22:00 local time, which is three o'clock Beijing time, at 56° east longitude and 23° north latitude. The tsunami caused by the earthquake affected country I. There are many islands. The country is currently in a state of emergency, and the embassy and consulates have issued reminders..."

Cheng Huan didn't take it seriously at the beginning of the news broadcast. When she heard a certain keyword, her expression suddenly changed. The sieve for sifting flour in his hand fell, and the flour flew into the air, splattering all over his clothes with specks of white, but Cheng Huan had no intention of paying attention to this.

She ran out of the kitchen with chaotic steps. The TV in the living room was still playing the tsunami caused by the earthquake. It intercepted a picture taken by an eyewitness. The waves were flying and heavily arranged on the shore. The trees, tables and chairs on the shore were , telegraph poles and even houses were knocked down, and the sea water carried garbage and poured into the city. In the picture, you can even see a young man lying on the driftwood, shouting for help from both sides, but in the next moment he was thrown into the water by the floating waves. Without any struggle, he disappeared without a trace.

Cheng Huan's heart was tightly grasped at that moment, as if she had lost the ability to think. Her limbs were so weak that she could hardly support her body. After a few minutes, she suddenly came to her senses. The first thing she did was to take out The phone dialed Jiang Mingyuan's number.

There was a beep on the phone, and her eyes lit up. Then she heard a reminder that the other party was not in the service area.

The hope that had just been raised was shattered. Cheng Huan's hands were shaking. She gritted her teeth and shed two lines of tears in vain. She reached out and wiped her face randomly. Cheng Huan continued to call the other party.

The tsunami was a big deal. Several news articles were about this. Cheng Huan made more than a dozen calls but no one answered. He finally calmed down a little and stopped doing this useless work.

She wrote down the phone number of the embassy and consulate in country I, and after calling it many times, she finally got through. The capital city where the embassy and consulate was located was not affected by the disaster, but because country I is also a tourist destination, too many people were lost in this disaster. They were also a little too busy, so they only briefly talked about the current situation in country I, wrote down Jiang Mingyuan's personal information, said a few words of comfort and then hung up the phone, saying that they would notify her as soon as there was any news.

Cheng Huan was devastated. After ending the call with the embassy and consulate, he tried to contact Jiang Mingyuan again. He tried various social software, but there was no response for the time being.

She was sitting on the ground, with no expression on her face, and there seemed to be an empty space in her heart. The cold air was constantly blowing out, freezing her limbs and bones.

When Xingxing woke up, he saw this scene.

The clothes he was wearing, one button of his little cotton-padded jacket was askew. The child, sleepy-eyed, came over with a groan, sat face to face on the floor and asked her: "Mom, I'm hungry, what should we eat in the morning?"

Hearing her son's voice, Cheng Huan suddenly came back to her senses. Her vacant eyes finally focused, but when she saw the stars, the sadness and panic in her heart increased.

Cheng Huan raised his head and blinked, resisting the sour feeling, got up from the ground, put down his phone, stood up and pulled up Xingxing: "Don't sit on the ground."

"I won't sit until my mother sits."

Cheng Huan was not in the mood to joke with Xingxing at this moment. He just hummed, led the person to the restaurant, and walked into the kitchen.

She heard the news while sifting flour, and didn't make the rest at all. So today's breakfast was just a bowl of white porridge. The porridge was cooked in a rice cooker, but there was no problem. Cheng Huan took out a bowl of porridge, paired with a plate of pickled side dishes, and placed it in front of Xingxing for him to eat.

Xingxing was a little surprised at such a simple breakfast, but he didn't say anything. He drank half a bowl of porridge obediently. When he saw his mother still standing opposite, he asked strangely: "Mom, don't you want to eat breakfast?"

"Mom's not hungry." How could Cheng Huan have an appetite now? She forced out a smile and rubbed Xing Xing's head: "You can eat it yourself."

"Okay." Xingxing didn't feel anything was wrong. He gulped down the remaining half of the bowl of porridge, put down the spoon, wiped his mouth, and rushed out: "Mom, I'm going to play."

After the little guy finished speaking, he ran out without waiting for his mother's response. He was crazy in the toy room upstairs all morning, and ran down when he was hungry. When he came down, he found that the house was cold, and his mother was still in the same posture as in the morning. Not to mention cooking, she didn't even wash his dishes. .

The little guy was a little worried now. He held his stomach, walked to Cheng Huan, and timidly called his mother: "Are you sick?"

"No." Cheng Huan rubbed her face with her hands. She had thought about many things all morning. Now that she saw the stars, she made a decision in her heart: "Can mom take you out to play?"

"Okay!" The little guy was very interested in going out to play. Hearing this, he forgot about his still hungry stomach. He leaned over and hugged Cheng Huan's legs, raised his little face and asked, "Are you with daddy? "

"Yes." Cheng Huan took a step back as he held her in his arms. She had stood all morning, and her legs were so numb that she couldn't even bend her knees.

Cheng Huan pinched the muscles in his legs and frowned. After enduring the heartbreaking itching, he finally regained the feeling in his legs.

She acted swiftly and resolutely, and then decided to find someone. Within half an hour, the mother and son were out the door.

Going to country I without a visa does save you a lot of tedious procedures. Coincidentally, there is a flight to the capital of country I at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Cheng Huan took Xingxing to the airport to complete the formalities and bought a simple fast food. She still had no appetite, but she still managed to eat something.

After eating, she hugged Xingxing and read the news while waiting for the time to board the plane.

Country I has just experienced a natural disaster. Many tourists who originally planned to travel canceled their plans, and not even half of the people on the plane were seated.

It takes ten hours to fly from city S to the capital of country I. Cheng Huan bought an economy class cabin. The space was so narrow that it was inconvenient to even stretch his legs, let alone food.

Xingxing was still a little excited when he first got on the plane. These excitements became less and less as time went by, and by the time he finished eating, the little guy was completely wilted.

"Mom." He put a yellowed vegetable leaf into his mouth with a grimace and said with a pout, "This plane is not as delicious as the previous one."

Economy class is naturally not comparable to first class. Cheng Huan touched his head and said nothing. After everyone finished eating, he held him in his arms and softly coaxed him to sleep.

The star's biological clock is always on time, and even on an uncomfortable plane, he falls asleep at the right time. Cheng Huan stayed up all night holding the man in his arms, and finally waited until the plane landed. It was eleven o'clock in the evening, I country time, and the airport was quite busy. She completed the formalities with the sleeping star in her arms, and found the embassy according to the address she had written down before.

The lights in the embassy were brightly lit and the staff were working overtime. When Cheng Huan entered, he heard someone discussing a rescue plan.

She found someone to explain her purpose, and the staff member was not surprised by this. He said a few words about the latest developments, and asked Jiang Mingyuan which island he was on, saying that it would be easier to search if the range was determined.

When the two last chatted, the man only said how many people he wanted to meet, but not which island he was going to. Cheng Huan was not sure where he was before he lost contact.

Seeing her performance, the staff member was also a little disappointed. He comforted her a few times, took Cheng Huan to a nearby hotel, and told her to stay first. People had been arranged to go to various disaster-stricken locations for rescue, and there would be rescues soon. information.

"Thank you." Cheng Huan thanked him softly, took the room card and walked upstairs with Xingxing in his arms.

Cheng Huan ordered a double bed. The hotel facilities were pretty good and there was no strange smell.

She took off Xingxing's coat and shoes and stuffed them into the bed. She sat there for a while and then took out her phone again to see if there was any reply. The mobile phone uses a domestic card, so there is no signal at all, and there is no wifi in the hotel. This electronic item can only be used to check the time, and the rest has no effect.

Cheng Huan put away her phone in disappointment and lay down on the other bed. She hadn't slept all day and night. Her body was exhausted, but her spirit was tense, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

After staying up all night again, when she got up, she almost lost her balance and fell. Her head was so heavy that she covered her head and washed her face with cold water several times to barely stop feeling uncomfortable.

The woman in the mirror had a yellow face, black eyes, and white lips. She looked like the heroine of a ghost movie. Cheng Huanding stared at her for a while, raised her hand and patted her face, then went back to the room to wake Xing Xing and take him to wash up. After getting ready and having breakfast, they asked the staff about the location of the business hall. After some chatting, the two finally got on the channel.

Cheng Huan found the place according to the other party's instructions. She came too early and the business hall hadn't opened yet. She waited outside the door for more than an hour and finally waited until the business hall opened.

The staff in the business hall could only speak the local language, so the two couldn't communicate at all. After struggling for a long time, they both got a little angry. In the end, a Chinese who came to handle business came to help, and he chose a more affordable package for Cheng Huan, and also helped him. She paid without having time to exchange the currency.

Cheng Huan gave the money to the kind person in proportion, and after leaving the business hall, he couldn't wait to insert his new mobile phone card.

There was one more card, and she had to set up some messy things. She patiently finished it one by one, and then couldn't wait to open WeChat.

WeChat is quiet, there is not a single extra message, only the subscribed public accounts have added a few new updates.

Cheng Huan held on to one side of the wall, gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, hiding another disappointment.

She dragged her heavy legs back. Halfway there, the phone in her pocket vibrated.

Cheng Huan took it out and opened it as quickly as possible. His eyes dimmed as soon as they lit up.

That was not a message sent by someone else, it was just a headline recommended by a certain software. The title was sensational.

[There was a huge tsunami in China. The life and death of Jiang’s leader was unknown, causing the stock price to plummet! 】