Chapter 892

The tall figure turned slowly in her sight.

It's like a slow-moving picture in a movie. In such a background, people's breathing becomes slow.

When he saw the handsome facial features clearly, sang Xiaoyu really dared to confirm that it was him, but he was still shocked. How could people in Tibet appear here? But this is not an illusion, so real!

It's nearly half a year

It has been such a long time since he left South Africa. He has obviously lost a lot of weight. His outline is more profound than before. The cynicism and laziness between his eyebrows and eyes seem to disappear. Instead, there is silence.

Qin Sinan was dressed in charcoal gray clothes, and his shirt and trouser legs had obvious wrinkles.

He walked towards her with long legs, walking faster and faster, until he was fast standing in front of her, he slowed down a bit, his chest was slightly undulating, peach blossom eyes were pressing on her, looking up and down.

Sang Xiaoyu opened his mouth, "how can you be here?"

"Are you ok? Are there any injuries? "

Their voices, almost at the same time, were asking each other.

Seeing him staring at himself for a moment, sang Xiaoyu's eyelashes drooped slightly and replied with a smile, "I'm ok, I'm not hurt! When the earthquake happened, I happened to be in the car. I ran out with my colleagues at the first time to avoid it! "

Although I still feel a lot of fear in my heart, I'm more grateful that I have picked up a life. It's God's kindness to be safe and sound in such a devastating natural disaster.

When Qin Sinan heard her answer, his tight muscles were a little loose.

Even so, his eyes still didn't move away from her. It seemed that he wanted to see if there was any hidden danger. There were deep concerns and worries in the bottom of his eyes.

Sang Xiaoyu swallowed his saliva secretly, and put his handsome features into his eyes again. The corners of his mouth squirmed. "Animals, long time no see..."

"Long time no see." Qin Sinan pulled his lips.

It's been a long time

Six months, long?

Maybe for others, it's just the sand passing at the fingertips. It's fleeting. But for him, it's so hard. It's almost counting the days. Every day, every minute, every second, it's painful and ignorant.

Sang Xiaoyu's heart also fluctuated. I didn't expect that they would meet again. In this case, I can't help but remind her of her experience in Yunnan

But now they

After calming down, sang asked again, "Why are you in South Africa? I heard Xiaobai say that you went to help Tibet... "

"Well." Qin Sinan's Adam's Apple moved.

As for how he appeared in South Africa

In this half year, although he was far away on the Tibet Plateau, more than ten thousand kilometers away from her, he always paid attention to the news in South Africa, and seemed to feel her presence from those traces.

At noon yesterday, watching the female broadcaster's serious report on the 6.8-magnitude earthquake, the death toll is unknown, and there are many Chinese among the victims, calling her cell phone is still blocked, his whole people are worried about going crazy!

The embassy couldn't get in touch with her and couldn't be sure if she was safe. Qin Sinai couldn't wait for a second, and ran straight to her

When he touched her calm eyes and her protruding throat, he just said in a low voice, "there is a seminar here to exchange ideas, catch up with the earthquake, and there is a lack of medical staff to come to rescue. I will help you!"

I don't know if it's a sigh of relief. Sang Xiaoyu's hand curled up behind her back and nodded slowly, "Oh, so it is!"

"Well." Qin Sinian's shrill voice.

For a moment it became silent, and the morning light fell between them.

"There are many injured people on the road and in the slums," Sang said with a smile

"Good!" Qin Sinai whispered, said nothing, and turned away in silence.

Sang Xiaoyu also turned around and went back to the container, but after two steps, she couldn't help looking back. The tall figure stretched the shadow on the ground, and she was also turning around and looking back, just in the air.

Some nerve in her head seems to have been stung by a bee. She hurriedly takes it back and quickly steps into the container.

Didn't dare to look back, sang Xiaoyu held her hand lightly.

Yi Xuan's head came out of it and frowned to her. "Sister fish, that Isn't it your ex husband? "

"Well." Sang Xiaoyu nodded.

Wen Yan, Yi Xuan's eyebrows wrinkled deeper. "He hasn't given up, he's coming after him again?"

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head and pursed her lips to explain, "no, just come here on business, come to the rescue in case of an earthquake!"

"Oh!" Yi Xuan was relieved, but soon her eyes were rolling. She hesitated and asked, "sister fish, cough, are you two still in love?"

Sang Xiaoyu smiled helplessly, "put away the gossip in your little head, and find a doctor to deal with the wound on your forehead!"

Yi Xuan raised her hand to touch her forehead, grinned, and then ran out to find a doctor.

After the rescuers appeared, their trapped people were saved, and there was hope. Although there were no high-rise buildings in the slums, they were very close to the mountains, which was quite dangerous. Soon, soldiers organized the survivors to move to a safe place nearby in order.

One after another, more and more people left safely.

Sang Xiaoyu looked around. She didn't seem to see any black girls. She didn't know if she had moved with us. She was worried. She saw the other side running towards her in panic.

She caught the little black girl in a hurry, only to hear the anxious and messy English, "miss! please—help—me！”

The little black girl looked up at her, her face was full of tears, and she said a lot of words, like she was afraid that she could not understand, pointing to a certain direction behind her, and then busily plotting the position of her left chest, making a painful look.

Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly bent over to pacify the little black girl. He had understood what was going on. He looked up at the doctor and the soldier who were in a hurry. He bit his lips and dragged her to the crowd.

The wounded, who had just been rescued from under the ruins, was lying on a stretcher. Next to her was a doctor in a white coat and a figure who was making a simple suture and bandaging. She hurried to stop in front of the latter.

Seeing that he didn't find himself with a low brow and concentration, sang Xiaoyu hesitated and held out his hand and grasped his elbow, "beast..."

In the moment of touching, both of them breathed suddenly. Although it's across the cloth, you can also feel his strong forearm and the hot touch of muscles under the skin.