It was a fortune-telling live broadcast, but one billion people watched it

In the third summer of the year that Fan Youlin came to Ping'an Village, which was the year when Fan Youlin turned eighteen, it rained for several consecutive days.

There is a small river where people wash clothes in the village. After heavy rain, it becomes a turbulent river.

When Fan Youlin was crossing the river, her feet slipped and blood gushed out from the soles of her feet. She cried out in pain and was swept away by the flood.

The accident happened so quickly that the other educated youth had no time to react. They saw Fan Youlin fall into the river water which was once clear but now turbid.

She was carried downwards by the current, and about seven or eight seconds later, a large rock in the riverbed hit Fan Youlin.

Fan Youlin reacted quickly as well. She turned around and hugged the big rock. Her arms trembled as she exerted force, and she was temporarily safe.

Her body was still in the water, and she seemed to be trying to find a way to stand up, but the stones inside made her wounds bigger, and more blood flowed out.

The water was turbid during the flood period, but when it passed by Fan Youlin, a hint of red was left there.

That was Fan Youlin's blood.

Fan Youlin knew that in this special situation, she had to rely on self-rescue first. She tried hard to open her eyes in the water, holding on to the big rock tightly, and at the same time tried to find her own way to survive.

If it were two years ago, Fan Youlin would definitely not be able to keep himself steady in the turbulent river.

But after two years of hard work, her body was strengthened, and her light body helped her maintain her balance.

It was time to go to work, and such a big thing happened. Everyone in the village rushed over and looked at Fan Youlin, not knowing what to do.

Everyone discussed whether they should let Fan Zhiqing hold on a little longer, get out a big rope to tie up a few strong men together, and then go down into the river to rescue people.

"No, we have to save people quickly." The educated youth who was good friends with Fan Youlin was about to cry, and her finger pointed upstream of the river.

"You never know when the big tree will be washed down. The young forest is in the middle of the riverbed. If the big tree sweeps through it, it will die!"

Only then did everyone notice that a huge tree as thick as a man's embrace was swept down by the mountain torrent.

Now the trunk of the tree is blocked by passing stones, but no one knows when this big tree will be washed down by the flood.

I saw the tree trunk hitting the stone again and again, and it had already knocked the stone away. Perhaps in the next moment, it would hit the stone hard and the wood would hit Fan Zhiqing.

Qian Changsheng came over at this time. He was carrying a hoe and his eyes met with Fan Youlin in the middle of the river. His mind was blank.

Without thinking, he dropped his hoe and jumped into the water.

Everyone inevitably exclaimed, and Qian Changsheng's mother was extremely anxious, "Changsheng!"

Her second son jumped so fast that she had no time to stop him. Now that he had entered the river, she couldn't say anything discouraging, right?

Qian Changsheng was good at swimming since he was a child. Later, when he started dating someone, he would go fishing for various fish and shrimps upstream and downstream of this river.

The current was very fast where Qian Changsheng had just entered the water, but it was not so fast after a short distance. He reached the rock, held Fan Youlin in his arms, turned around, and swam back to the shore.

This was also due to an element of luck, because the tall trees just happened to intercept part of the flood, slowing down the flow of water.

And fortunately, the tree was not washed down by water during this period.

When the man was rescued to the shore, Fan Youlin's clothes were tightly attached to her body, revealing her beautiful curves.

Qian Changsheng noticed that a lazy second-rate guy in the village was staring at Fan Youlin with his eyes almost popping out.

Fan Youlin is less than 1.6 meters tall, has a baby face, and is young. Although he is thinner now, he still looks very childish.

The village scoundrels had never noticed the bean sprouts before, but now it was different.

Qian Changsheng picked up Fan Youlin and carried him sideways. He leaned forward and almost covered Fan Youlin, so that others could not see Fan Youlin's body clearly.

"Fan Zhiqing is injured. I will carry her to see a doctor." Qian Changsheng carried the person away.

The second-rate people in the village were almost so angry because of Qian Changsheng's actions. How could Qian Changsheng be so ungrateful? He hadn't had a chance to feast his eyes on such a rare opportunity.

But now everyone was saying that Qian Changsheng was a hero who saved lives, so he couldn't say anything.

Qian Changsheng's mother was a little angry. Why couldn't she send someone to the hospital at any time? What if he caught a cold in this weather?

Qian Changsheng's father was quite proud of Qian Changsheng. First he fished the man out of the river, and now he was sending him to the hospital.

His son is so upright, maybe someone will be interested in him.

The last blind date girl really delayed his son's marriage. After such a long time, his son is unwilling to go on another blind date for fear of being cheated for another year.

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While he was rescuing people, it started to rain again. The fine rain, as fine as cow hair, cast a layer of white mist on Qian Changsheng's body.

Qian Changsheng just felt that the person in his arms was very silent. Could he have fallen asleep?

He lifted his hunched body a little higher and faced Fan Youlin's dark eyes.

"I thought you were asleep." Qian Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said to Fan Youlin, "You must not sleep in this situation."

"I didn't sleep." Fan Youlin said, "I was just looking at my savior, how can I repay him?"

"We are friends, aren't we?" Qian Changsheng said with a smile, "No need to repay anything."

Qian Changsheng wanted to talk to Fan Youlin to prevent her from falling asleep, so he said, "By the way, your clothes are sticking to your body. I just saw Wu Laoer from the village looking at you. You should be careful in the future and stay away from people. People used to treat you as a child, but I'm afraid they won't treat you as a child in the future."

"how about you?"

"what?"

Fan Youlin said: "I know that when I first met you, you thought I was a kid, what about now?"

He was still holding Fan Youlin in his arms, with one hand on her back, and he could clearly feel the trace of the vest under her shirt. His other hand was on her plump buttocks.

His face felt like it was on fire, and Qian Changsheng stammered, "I, I was trying to save people, I didn't think about anything else."

The two were too close, and Qian Changsheng's temperature was transmitted to Fan Youlin.

Fan Youlin hooked his hands around Qian Changsheng's neck and kissed him on the cheek, "Then you can think about it."