"Brother... Sister..."
Wang Jing, the younger sister who could barely speak, crawled out of her back, stood up, and shakily trudged toward her older brother and sister, who were struggling in the water like three little fish...
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...
A wisp of smoke rose from the chimney.
Grandma, who had made noodles this morning and added two eggs from our old hen, walked into the yard with her cane. Looking at the shadow of the old jujube tree on the ground, she asked curiously...
"It's so late, why hasn't the child come home yet?"
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Chapter Twenty-Three: Under the Watchful Eyes of the Crowd, Soaring to the Heavens on the Wind
"Um?"
With a straw hat covering his face, he lay down in the grass. A middle-aged man beside him, who had a mosquito coil burning, seemed to hear the faint shouts. At first, he didn't think much of it, assuming it was just children playing and shouting on the road. He patted his neck, which was probably itchy from mosquito bites, and moved slightly to continue resting in the cool shade of the trees.
The net cast
To catch a good net of fish, a long wait is an essential investment.
"Splash..."
"Help……"
Amidst the sound of flowing water, two faint shouts were heard. The man sat up abruptly, his face grave, and looked toward the direction from which the sounds came.
This glance
The color drained from his face. He saw several small figures struggling and tumbling in the water, about two or three hundred meters away. On the bank, a toddler was walking unsteadily, gradually approaching the figures in the river.
"Whoosh..."
A splash of water rose, and the toddler, who was walking unsteadily, fell into the water under the man's gaze.
The middle-aged man's hands trembled, his pupils dilated, and as if a child had fallen into the water, he cried out in a piercing voice, "Help!! Someone come quick! Several children are drowning!!"
There are several children.
He's drowning!!!
The middle-aged man's straw hat fell to the ground. Ignoring the overgrown grass on the bank, he ran towards the children struggling in the water. His friend, who was also fishing a hundred meters away, heard the noise and stood up. Seeing this scene, his friend ran over without hesitation, shouting as well.
The water flows swiftly.
The four Devon siblings formed a straight line and were carried by the current toward the reservoir, which was only a dozen meters away.
Dewu's white short-sleeved shirt clung tightly to his body. He couldn't swim, and his brother Dewen was holding him up tightly. Even so, he was choked by the water as he kept bobbing up and down, unable to speak or even breathe properly.
"Brother...brother...sob..."
Five-year-old Dewu's tears mingled with the river water. He used all his strength to grab his older brother who was supporting him, trying to pull his brother, who was constantly soaking in the water, up to get air. But no matter how hard he tried, his brother, who was struggling underwater, did not let go of his hands and remained motionless.
dark,
Cold
The water was submerging ten-year-old Devon. He hadn't breathed for almost a minute and felt an unprecedented dizziness in his head. His chest was burning with pain from the lack of fresh air. Even if he risked going blind by opening his eyes, Devon couldn't see anything at all.
The hands that were supporting her younger brother were becoming increasingly weak.
The legs that were struggling and swinging desperately seemed to be filled with lead, becoming increasingly heavy, and even the most basic swinging motion was beyond their strength.
"What am I doing...?"
"Am I going to die?"
Devon, whose arms were weak from being forced to drink several mouthfuls of water, could no longer support his younger brother. To prevent them from sinking to the bottom of the river together, he let go of his brother's arms. Afraid that his brother would hold on to him, Devon used his last bit of strength to push his brother upwards before letting go.
Thoracic cavity
It doesn't feel so bad anymore...
Devon's mind was a jumble of thoughts. As his small body sank to the bottom of the river, he thought of his parents, his older sister, younger brother, and younger sister. He also thought of his grandmother with a lisp and a gap in her teeth. Just when he thought there was nothing left to think about, something else suddenly popped into his head.
"My classmate keeps saying that Honor of Kings looks really fun... I really want to try it out..."
"The chicken necks I ate last year smelled so good... I really want to eat a big, oily chicken neck myself..."
"So sleepy..."
"I'm so tired..."
Devon struggled for a few moments before slowly closing his eyes. His body moved with the current and gradually sank to the bottom of the river.
The sun was shining brightly outside, reflecting colorful light on the river. After falling into the water, Wang Qian, who was alone, was able to relax her arms. As she drifted closer to the riverbank, she grabbed onto the wild grass and dug her hands deep into the mud to temporarily stabilize herself.
Looking back,
Seeing her two younger brothers still being carried away by the current, she, choked by water and unable to speak, desperately and intermittently cried out for help...
"Thump..."