Love is like melting

Chapter 203 You Are Better Without Me

At 3:21 a.m. on March 4, a sudden explosion destroyed the sleeping Liangcheng, and the burning mushroom cloud rushed into the sky, almost burning half of the sky red.

The fire station received a fire call, and hundreds of firefighters rushed to the scene to put out the fire with all their strength, because they did not know that there were dangerous chemicals piled up in the most serious part of the factory fire, and water would cause a more serious explosion, and then the firefighters entered the fire. Half an hour later, there was another round of explosions, and other factories in the community several miles away were destroyed.

Then a large number of firefighters entered the fire scene. Dozens of experts, the chief and deputy chief of the fire department, the environmental protection bureau, the police department and other high-level officials were all sitting at the scene and directing the operation in person.

In the early morning of March 3, not only Liangcheng was turned upside down, but the entire country of M was shocked and saddened.

According to incomplete statistics, 44 people were killed in the accident, including 56 firefighters. The loss of contact is not yet clear. More than 700 people were injured. Hospitals, large and small, are already overcrowded.

This was the darkest day in Liangcheng, and it was also the darkest day in the entire history of M country. The cause of the fire and the responsibility were not ascertained, but the death data was repeatedly refreshed.

There was a lot of noise on the Internet for a while, some were responsible for the company, some were responsible for the inaction of the relevant local departments, some people regretted the fragility of their lives, and some immediately showed love, donated money, and expressed their concern for Liangcheng.

On March 3, the third day after the incident, in addition to the ongoing rescue operations, citizens in Liangcheng spontaneously organized volunteers to help those in need. Blood donation vehicles on the street were already full of unpaid blood donors, taxis, and restaurants. Help free of charge.

In the evening, Jiang Hanzhu, the Secretary of State, arrived in Liangcheng not only to urge the handling of the incident, but also to investigate this serious incident and prevent future tragedies from happening again.

This time your Excellency should have come to deal with it personally, but Jiang Hanzhu came here instead of you. Because your body temperature rose during departure, you were diagnosed with an acute upper respiratory tract infection by the imperial doctor and could not go to Liangcheng.

Jiang Hanzhu looks gentle, handsome and elegant, but his method of handling the incident is unambiguous. First, he suspended the relevant responsible person from his post, without intervening in the 321 incident. Then he went to the scene to understand the situation in person. No matter how difficult it is, he must find those who lost contact. Regardless of life or death, all sacrificed firefighters must be treated equally, posthumously awarded honorary titles, given equal pensions and compensation, so that the deceased have dignity and comfort the emotions of the families of the victims. The cause and responsibility of the accident must be clearly investigated and given to the victims and The family members should give an explanation to the society and the people.

On March 3, Jiang Hanzhu went to the hospital to check on the wounded without resting all day and night.

Every corridor in the hospital was full of people. He first went to visit those injured patients who were not out of danger, and then expressed his condolences and your Excellency's condolences to the family members of the accident.

In the chaotic crowd, he vaguely saw a long-lost familiar figure, and wanted to walk over, but the secretary reminded him that it was time to enter the ward.

When everything was almost handled, Jiang Hanzhu walked alone in the hospital without his secretary or guards, his warm eyes constantly looking for something.

All the way to the backyard of the hospital, I saw a beautiful figure and distributed food, water and masks to the mildly injured patients sitting on the side of the road, and I was relieved.

The woman was wearing a black coat, smoky gray jeans, and black leather boots. Her waist-length hair seemed to have been cut short, and now it only reached the shoulders; and inaccessible.

An Ran's peaceful breath is like the most ordinary woman in the world.

It wasn't until all the things in the trolley were handed out that she realized that Jiang Hanzhu, who had been looking at her for a long time, had no surprise, no accident, and no joy of reunion. She pushed the trolley and walked up to him, only a faint sentence: "haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Hanzhu looked at her carefully, feeling an indescribable warmth and throbbing in his heart. He didn't expect to meet her when he came to Liangcheng on behalf of Your Excellency, let alone that she was in Liangcheng all the time.

"Ji Yerong, long time no see." She pursed her thin lips lightly, and her voice was tinged with joy.

A gust of wind passed by, the leaves rattled, and the tips of her hair fluttered in the wind. Her expression was calm, and her brows no longer had the gloom and intense sadness of three years ago, and she looked very peaceful.

Ji Yerong handed over the cart to his companions, while he and Jiang Hanzhu walked along the winding and deep path of the hospital.

"You've been in Liangcheng?" Jiang Hanzhu spoke first, he was very curious why she didn't go back to Yancheng, since she was so close at hand.

Ji Yerong shook his head, "I've only been in Liangcheng for half a year."

Three years ago, following Lian Mo's wishes, she left Yancheng and went to Rio. After that, she traveled to many countries and cities. The last stop was XZ. After that, she returned to country M and went straight to Liangcheng. She spent a lot of trouble After finding Qu Bixin's tombstone and seeing Ji Yuan's tombstone next to it, I couldn't tell what it felt like at that moment.

Love, hatred, anger, and ignorance are too fragile and small in the face of time, a gust of wind, a dream, the wind passes silently, wakes up without a trace, and cannot even hold the ashes.

Originally, she didn't intend to stop here, but after paying homage to the dead, Ji Yerong suddenly felt that it was time to stop. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, her eyes would get tired after seeing too much, so she settled in Liangcheng.

After the 321 incident, she signed up as a volunteer and went to the hospital every day to distribute food masks to those in need.

Jiang Hanzhu listened to her narration about her life in Liangcheng for the past six months, and the eyes staring at her gradually became brighter and hotter.

When he unknowingly reached the end of the road, he stopped. After all, he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "Are you ready?"

She feels so peaceful now, like all her heartbreaks have healed.

Ji Yerong also stopped, raised his head to meet his gaze, and shook his head as if nothing, "I don't know." After a pause, he said softly, "But the life here now makes my heart very peaceful."

Jiang Hanzhu's thin lips blurred into a smile. She can say that, which means that she has gradually let go of the past.

After hesitating for a while, he asked again, "If you don't ask me, is he doing well?"

Ji Yerong's clear eyes were slightly dazed, and his voice was soft, "I don't need to know."

Although there has been no contact in the past three years, his news has never been interrupted. After all, he lives in the eyes of the people and under the spotlight, and every move will cause various comments.

She didn't need to deliberately inquire, walking on the street, she could hear others mentioning him naturally.

Men mentioned him as admiration and envy, while women mentioned him as obsession and admiration, and they even regarded him as the perfect lover in their hearts.

The absurd and tragic farces that happened three years ago have long been forgotten and diluted by time. No one has long remembered that there was a woman named Ji Yerong, how brilliant and tragic it was. Life.

Lian Mo, who is over [-], has become more mature and stable, and his emotions are restrained. Although he occasionally smiles wickedly and throws out a cold humor in informal interviews, this makes him even more loved and supported by the people.

When Jiang Hanzhu heard the words, there was a trace of depression and excitement in the eyes staring at her.

I can't help but think to myself, did she put down together with Your Excellency?

Before the joy welled up, Ji Yerong's faint voice sounded again, "Because I know that without me, he is better."

The smile on the corner of Jiang Hanzhu's mouth froze instantly.

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He is better?
In the Yancheng Night Garden not far away, Lian Mo was lazily leaning on a recliner, with a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and an unlit cigarette in his mouth. Ke then put away all the matches and lighters in the Night Garden and the Presidential Palace.

Because of the high fever, his stern face was covered with an abnormal layer of red, and his sword eyebrows were lingering with exhaustion, so he didn't rest for 30 hours.

Cheng Mu came over with a medicine box and a water glass, and reminded him, "Your Excellency, it's time to take your medicine."

Lianmo stared at him hoarsely: "It's so boring, why can't you give me all those documents? Do you know that you are affecting me from being a good president!"

Cheng Mu first stuffed the water glass into his hand, and then opened the medicine box. The amount of medicine he should take was divided, "Your Excellency, there is no good president in history who only slept for five hours for a week. Are you here Instead of being a good president, you're self-harming."

He told the truth straight away.

Since Ji Yerong left, Your Excellency has become very fond of the job of the president, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep. Cheng Mu has never seen him like this. At first, he thought it would be good after a while, but who knew that this period of time would be as long as possible. three years long.

Time did not eliminate the impact of Ji Yerong's departure on you, but it intensified day and night. He looked normal on the surface, but because he was so normal, he seemed abnormal to Cheng Mu.

Lian Mo took the medicine and drank the water. When Cheng Mu took the water glass, he suddenly said quietly: "Without A Yu, life is so boring! It's better to die then!"

Cheng Mu's body froze, and he looked at him solemnly, with a worried expression on his face: "Your Excellency—"

(End of this chapter)