my brother is not cute at all

At 6:6 on June 18th in the Gregorian calendar, countless policemen broke through the gate of the BW e-sports base, and in the courtyard where the red and blue lights flickered wildly, they clacked bright handcuffs on Liu Xuan's wrists. Take the man into the police car.

Nearly four hours later, An Ji called Hou Zeqi's mobile phone and told him the news that the dust had finally settled.

"Focus on major events throughout the day tonight, welcome to watch the evening news that is being broadcast live..."

The TV in the living room was flickering, and in the kitchen, Hou Zeqi wiped the coffee cups clean, opened the disinfection cabinet and carefully arranged the tableware inside.

The mobile phone on the cooking table was turned on, and Angelo's tired voice came from inside.

"Finally, I sent this madman in. In this way, one of your concerns will be forgotten."

"Well, it depends on how to judge him, but what is certain is that the BlackWolf team should be used as a part of the capital mortgage, and their training base will be sealed soon. As for the remaining players Where to go, it is beyond everyone's control."

Hou Zeqi set the tableware, took out a can of cat food from Xiaoguai's storage cabinet, and prepared to open it.

"Since Liu Xuan has been arrested, shouldn't you also bring back your ancestor who ran away in anger?" Anji asked.

"Well, if Liu Xuan is not here, everyone around me will be safe." Thinking of Yang Yue, Hou Zeqi smiled, and even his voice became softer: "I will pick up the company tomorrow after finishing the company's affairs." Xiaoyue, after five o'clock, Miss A, hang up the phone in a while, and you can book a ticket for me."

"No problem," Anji responded readily, and through the handset of the mobile phone, there was a sound of typing on the keyboard: "Let me check the time... If it is five o'clock... then I will help you book the ticket until eight o'clock." After o'clock? OK?"

Before Hou Zeqi had time to think, the little boy let out a long and sharp howl suddenly from the living room!

"--Meow!"

The sound was comparable to that of a husky who heard the siren of an ambulance and howled up to the sky. At that moment, he thought it was the master who heard the sound of turning over the cans. Griphook paused for an instant.

In the brief gap, the news broadcast on the TV faintly came in from the living room——

"... At 19:27 at 30.61 degrees north latitude and east longitude... a 6.8-magnitude earthquake occurred in the area. The epicenter... 64 people have died and 7011 people have been injured... A large number of houses in the urban area have collapsed, and some roads have been cracked and dislocated. Extensive damage to theaters, stadiums and old school buildings..."

The sliding door of the kitchen was half-opened, and the sound from the TV was intermittent and unreal, but Hou Zeqi listened quietly, as if there was a magical force pulling him to the living room step by step.

Xiaoguai woke up early from his sleep, his big green eyes stared at the flickering TV screen, his ears turned into airplane ears, his hair stood on end, and a big fluffy tail flicked impatiently.

Only then did Hou Zeqi see clearly the text scrolling on the screen and the frames that made his sanity collapse——

Broken roads, collapsed theaters, gray ruins, and disaster scenes in chaos...

In a flash, there was even a promotional poster of the "East China Sea" dance drama buried on the muddy road...

"Currently the disaster is still going on. Relevant departments have launched emergency rescue work. A large number of volunteers are also on their way to the disaster area. I believe that more miracles are waiting for us ahead. Faced with the loss of lives and homes, we choose to be strong..."

On the clean and tidy cooking table, a can of unopened cans and a mobile phone are lying quietly on it, and Angie's anxious inquiries are constantly coming from the mobile phone——

"Is it OK? Hello? Say something, is the signal broken?"

"Hello? Can you hear me over there? Hey..."

But Hou Zeqi stood motionless in the living room, and had long since lost all hearing and perception.

In the bathroom, just as Jiang Haibo put on a mask, the phone on the washstand rang like a reminder, he connected the phone, and 10 minutes later, before he even had time to change into his pajamas, he put on his shoes and ran away Arrived at the gate of the community.

A big G with double flashes was parked under the dim streetlights. The familiar tall figure was leaning against the car door. When he saw him from a distance, he dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and gently crushed it out.

"What the hell is going on with you two? What do you mean a quarrel? What do you mean he blocked you? Could it be that he has been on tour for so many days, and you haven't contacted him?" Jiang Haibo ran all the way and stopped at He was already out of breath.

"Blame me, this matter is indeed my negligence," Hou Zeqi frowned with thick eyebrows, revealing a sense of self-blame and anxiety, but he didn't explain anything, changed the subject, and asked him: "Let's not talk about this now Alright, have you contacted him yet?"

"No, it's too close to the epicenter, and all the signals are cut off," Jiang Haibo was so anxious that his voice trembled a little imperceptibly under the anxiety: "I tried to contact the elementary school where I worked at a relief station. Classmate, she said that there is an old city, and many buildings were not earthquake-proof at the beginning, and most of them were seriously damaged."

These words made Hou Zeqi's heart tremble. The defense line in his heart seemed to have collapsed together with the fragile building. He took a deep breath, gently closed his trembling eyelids, nodded, and opened his eyes again. , the bottom of the amber pupils had regained their clarity.

"Okay, I understand," he said, and he took out two things from his trouser pocket and threw them to Jiang Haibo: "This is the house key and my assistant's phone number, you put them away, and you will live in Lanting to take care of them before I come back." Take a look at the cat, and if you need anything, you can contact her anytime."

"Are you planning to rush over tonight?" Jiang Haibo asked.

"Not tonight," Hou Zeqi said in a deep voice, "It's now."

The tip of his brows flashed sharply in the flickering double flickering, and there was a determination in his eyes that had never been seen before on the field, which made Jiang Haibo stunned.

In a daze, Hou Zeqi had already answered the phone that rang in a hurry.

On the other side, Tong Ruiwen's calm voice came through the receiver.

"I've inquired for you. All the airports in neighboring cities have been closed. Now you can only come here to meet me. Then I will lend you the nanny car and let Jess take you there."

"Okay, what's the situation with the nearby aid stations and hospitals? Have you found out?" Hou Zeqi asked.

Tong Rui said: "There is a first aid station set up by the hospital, and a temporary rescue station organized by the medical university. Most of the minor injuries are in the temporary rescue station. My suggestion is that you go to the hospital in a while, and the rescue station asks Jess to check. It will be more efficient to act separately."

Hou Zeqi replied in a deep voice: "I see, I will contact Jess directly when I get off the plane, and I will trouble you this time."

"You don't need to be polite to me. You can just stop doing stupid things in front of me in the future. I will continue to read the script and keep in touch with you at any time."

Time was running out, and Tong Rui didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he quickly hung up the phone after explaining clearly.

Hou Zeqi put away his mobile phone, and looked at Jiang Haibo with serious eyes. The double flashing lights flickered on and off in the deep night, shining in their eyes, like bright spots of light, and like flickering at the end of the night Endless hope.

"My assistant should have arrived. You should get in the car with her and go back to Lanting. Let's talk about the rest when I come back." He opened the door under Jiang Haibo's gaze, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm leaving, You take care of yourself too."

Jiang Haibo looked at his always upright and strong back showing a bit of awe and loneliness, gritted his teeth and opened his mouth and shouted: "Wait!"

Hou Zeqi paused for a moment, and the next second, Jiang Haibo took out a small rectangular red cloth bag from the pocket of his pajama pants, and handed it to him tremblingly.

"That old city is where my grandfather lived. This is the amulet he left for me when he left. Take it well. My grandfather is a very nice person and will bless you all."

"..."

The night wind suddenly grew stronger, brushing the broken hair on Hou Zeqi's forehead, covering his eyes fixed on the cloth bag, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Jiang Haibo's eyes were completely red, his voice trembled in the wind, but he was extremely firm——

"Please be sure to bring him back safely."

"I will."

With a soft snap, Hou Zeqi tightly clutched the small piece of body protection in his hands, his hoarse voice echoed in the wind, like the most powerful oath between heaven and earth, which lasted for a long time.

At 3:21 in the morning, the emergency hospital in the disaster area.

"Let's go, let's go! Evacuate the crowd in the hall! Don't get in the way!"

"The injured have lost too much blood! Hurry up and notify the blood room to prepare blood urgently!"

"I can't help but the head nurse! The blood bank is in a hurry!"

"Deploy some people to the rescue station! There are a large number of wounded in a coma over there!"

……

The first-aid station after the disaster is like a frying pan that has been splashed and fried. Volunteers running around and yelling medical staff are everywhere. The dilapidated hospital corridors and the rubble-spattered open space of the compound are crowded with people everywhere. The people in distress who were searched and rescued were rescued, and the scene was full of mourning and devastation.

Police cars roaring with red and blue lights and ambulances speeding and roaring suddenly made a sharp sound of brakes on the dilapidated road, and then more blood-stained wounded on stretchers were quickly put on emergency beds.

All the main roads were closed under martial law, Hou Zeqi jumped out of the car two kilometers away and ran quickly, panting, followed the medical staff and rushed into the first aid station.

This is the most embarrassing time he has ever seen since he was born. His clothes are messy, his sneakers are muddy, fine sweat soaks his forehead hair, and sticks to his face. It was dyed all over the head and face.

But he didn't have time to think about it, the stern roar broke out almost as soon as he stepped into the first aid station, following wherever his eyes could see!

"—Yang Yue!"

A hoarse roar pierced the sky, he rushed into the sea of ​​people, checked one by one, his eyes fixed on every strange face, and if he couldn't find the one waiting in line to be bandaged, he rushed into the crowded corridor, from the surgery to the hospital. In the emergency department, I ran wildly layer by layer, searching everywhere.

"Yang Yue! Are you there? Yang Yue!"

In the dimly lit stairwell, the space was blocked, and the hoarse shouts vibrated, spiraling up the stairs, he panicked, and also went crazy, like a rampaging beast, roaring red on the verge of madness Eye.

where?Where are you?

The sound of impatient footsteps rushing to the next level, he suddenly opened the door, and the sharp cry pierced through the eardrums, shocking the hearts of those around him——

"Madam! Madam, my old man has passed out over there! I beg you, please save my old man!"

Hou Zeqi was startled, and strode towards the end of the corridor in the direction pointed by the calling girl, frowning to search for Yang Yue's shadow among the howling crowd.

No, still no!Can't find it anywhere!

Where the hell have you been hiding, you little bastard!Why are you so disobedient!

Hou Zeqi clenched his fists, turned and turned back downstairs in a hurry, and rushed into the dusty backyard of the first aid station with the flow of people. For a moment, crying and shouting were like sharp ghost claws tearing through the night sky, and there were broken limbs everywhere. The injured man collapsed in the clearing filled with wind and smoke.

The tall man with strong bones hugged the girl covered in blood, crying heartbreakingly to the medical staff——

"My sister is a ballerina! How can she have an amputation?! How can she lose both legs?!!"

The almost collapsed roar was like a sharp red-hot arrow, suddenly piercing Hou Zeqi's heart!It made his physical and mental bone marrow spasm violently.

Amputation?

No!Will not!impossible!

In an instant, the abyss called Fear opened its bloody mouth and roared towards him like a giant beast, his throat was dry, his voice was hoarse and sharp, and every cry seemed to tear apart and bleed: "——Yang Yue! Where are you!"

The hysterical shouts seemed to penetrate layers of ruins in the moment of frozen time, peeling away the memories of time and space...

Inside the quilt that was rolled up like a small bun, there was a murmur of complaints from the bread sandwich.

——"I used to hide from you and you would go to find me, so why didn't you go this time?"

——"Then I won't do this next time. No matter where you hide in the future, I will go to you as soon as possible, can't I?"

In the dark room, the corners of the tight quilt finally showed a trace of looseness, and the awkward child inside finally showed his head, staring straight at him with a pair of clear and bright almond eyes.

With just one look, he saw all the beauty in the world at that moment...

Yes, I promised you, no matter where you hide, I will come to you.

Now I'm here to find you, but where did you hide?

"Let's make way, let's make way!"

Hou Zeqi stood in the vast crowd and closed his eyes, but the chaotic footsteps behind him suddenly brought him back to reality. The tears of several volunteers had dried up on their dirty faces. A stretcher covered with a huge white cloth came towards him. When passing by him, a bloody hand on the stretcher fell from the white cloth due to the bumps.

The blue and white striped sleeves exposed the edge of the stretcher, just like that year when the little hand fell on the edge of the stretcher bed and was sent to the emergency room.

Hou Zeqi's gaze stayed on it, and he suddenly froze——

Because of that blue and white striped T-shirt, Yang Yue has the same one.