After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

Late at night, a private helicopter takes off from Jinghai and can only reach the helipad in Dianhai city.

From Dianchi Lake to Qichuan, and then to the mountainous area, Lu Xiyan drove for a full five hours.

A sudden downpour caused the foot of the mountain to collapse beyond recognition, with rocks and fallen trees scattered all along the way.

The road was submerged by mud and floodwaters.

In the torrential rain, even the road ahead was obscured.

It was the middle of the night, yet the darkness was blew white by countless rescue lights.

Firefighters are conducting emergency rescue operations. The only cement road leading into the mountains has been blocked by a landslide, forcing numerous vehicles to stop.

Lu Xiyan gripped the steering wheel, his fingers trembling uncontrollably, and he almost dropped his phone several times while dialing.

"Answer the phone, Anning!"

He dialed the number repeatedly, but no one answered.

Answer the phone!

Another phone call went unanswered. His eyes were bloodshot, and a sense of collapse welled up inside him.

A tremendous fear gripped his mind like an impenetrable fog, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Most of the vehicles were turning around and heading back ahead.

As Lu Xiyan drove forward, a driver warned him, "There's a landslide ahead, you can't go any further!"

Lu Xiyan opened the car window and, through the rain, asked, "Are there any casualties?"

"Yes, they carried a man out!" The driver in the passing car sighed, "A boulder over five meters high slid down and crushed a research lab. I heard the people inside were all young researchers from big companies. I wonder how many died—"

Lu Xiyan couldn't hear anything after that; he started trembling uncontrollably, his eyes bloodshot.

My mind is filled with thoughts of Anning!

He parked his car on the side of the road, slammed the door shut, got out, and ran towards the landslide without bothering to clear the mud from his feet.

As he approached the area buried under the yellow earth, firefighters saw him recklessly rushing in and quickly stopped him, shouting, "Rescue efforts are underway! Get out of here!"

The rain soaked him through, sliding down the smooth lines of his face.

Despite her usually dignified demeanor, she appeared utterly disheveled at this moment.

"My love is inside, please let me go find her!"

His eyes were red, his voice trembled, and he felt a humility he had never shown before.

Seeing that he insisted on going in, the firefighter pointed to a fenced-off area and said, "There are excavators carrying out rescue operations over there; you can't go in there."

Lu Xiyan agreed and quickly entered the rescue area, joining the rescue team of the surrounding residents.

"peaceful?"

He took off his cumbersome suit and threw it on the ground, then dug his long, slender, white fingers into the soil, desperately trying to remove the buried obstacles.

"Anning! Where are you?"

In the pouring rain of the night, the man's hair was disheveled, and his expensive shirt was covered in mud stains.

Her once perfectly sculpted face had lost its composure and indifference, replaced only by undisguised panic and helplessness.

He bent over like a headless fly in the muddy yellow earth.

......

As dawn broke, the rain subsided.

In the collapsed ruins, the man was soaking wet, his white shirt and black pants making it look like he had rolled in the mud. He stood there looking toward the location of the excavator rescue operation.

His once straight back seemed to have collapsed under the weight of something, and his shoulders slumped.

He couldn't find peace.

The two or three people she rescued were not her.

"Young man, you've been searching all night, take a rest."

An uncle who was helping with the rescue walked over, his rolled-up trouser legs covered in yellow mud.

He had been watching this young man for a long time. When he arrived, he was dressed in a suit and looked clean and tidy, like a rich young master. He was also handsome, and it was obvious that he was not a local. It seemed that he knew someone in the accident. He had been looking for him all night and he was still there when it was dawn.

"Look at your hands, they're all cut. Go back and get them treated." The middle-aged man looked at his hands hanging by his side, his long knuckles covered in yellow mud mixed with fresh, dark red blood.

Seeing that he didn't move, the uncle said again, "There's no use in you searching like this. Those big rocks are too big to move by hand. You need to use machinery. The rest can be left to the fire department."

Lu Xiyan kept looking at the fire and rescue site. His fair face was covered with mud, his eyes were red, and his eyes were misty.

Is anyone else here?

He spoke, his voice trembling.

"You're asking about down there?" The uncle pointed to the collapsed area ahead. "I heard there was a woman buried there too, but we haven't found her exact location yet."

As soon as the uncle finished speaking, tears welled up in Lu Xiyan's eyes and slid down her high nose bridge.

Just then, a shout came from the rescue center: "Quick! Someone's been spotted over here! Get the machines over here!"

The fire department immediately rushed to the scene.

Lu Xiyan was stunned for a moment, his heart started pounding, and he hurriedly ran over, only to be stopped outside the rescue line.

Time passed slowly, and Lu Xiyan had never felt that time was so hard to pass.

Even those four years that felt like an eternity couldn't compare to the torment I'm going through right now.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the rescue, watching the firefighters laboriously move the hundreds of pounds of rocks.

He couldn't imagine what the people buried underneath must be like now.

It's unimaginable.

Only one voice was calling out in my heart, "Anning, is that you?"

After an unknown amount of time, the rain stopped.

A golden hue appeared in the morning sky.

Just then—

"They're out!"

"They're out!"

After the initial excitement and exclamations, a cacophony of shouts erupted: "Doctor, come here!"

Lu Xiyan felt as if he were frozen in place, watching the medical staff rush inside.

The person came out in less than five minutes.

They carried a stretcher, covered with a white sheet.

Judging from her body shape and height, she is a woman, and very thin.

Lu Xiyan's breath hitched, and he stared blankly at the person on the stretcher. A huge fear spread from the bottom of his heart to his limbs.

I felt as if all the blood in my body had been drained in an instant, and I was so cold that my bones ached.

Tears streamed down his face without his noticing, and he moved with difficulty, step by step, toward the stretcher.

As you get closer, you can see a pale hand hanging down from the white cloth, covered in mud, but you can still vaguely see that the skin is very white.

The next moment, the man's knees buckled and he knelt down.

"Sir, are you a relative of the deceased?"

The medical staff looked somber, their voices filled with regret.

she died?

Lu Xiyan felt a tightness in his chest, a numbness that made it impossible to breathe, and he couldn't utter a single word.

She resembles her, yet she doesn't.

He was unsure of the outcome and unwilling to accept it.

His eyes were red as he looked at the person covered by the white cloth. He raised his hand to lift the cloth, but his hand trembled uncontrollably.

"Sir," the medical staff stopped him, saying with reluctance, "the deceased's face is severely damaged; it's best not to look at it."

Lu Xiyan's hand trembled violently. He could still recognize the woman he had loved for so many years, even if her face was completely unrecognizable.

Just as he stubbornly tried to lift the white cloth to take a look, his eyes suddenly fell on a certain spot, his gaze flickered, and his heart jumped.

He immediately lowered his hand and said with difficulty, "I'm not."

She is not Anning!

She didn't have that little red mole on her ear!

That mole was etched into his heart; he couldn't be mistaken!

"Oh!"

As if he had come back to life, Lu Xiyan lowered his head and suddenly laughed, tears streaming down his face.