Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

After June, July came and it became even hotter, but the Milky Way seemed to be pierced by something.

On a hot summer afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast. A gust of wind whistled by, and then heavy rain poured down like a waterfall.

The big raindrops hit the ground with a crackling sound, splashing water. In an instant, a layer of shallow puddles accumulated on the street, and the raindrops fell, rippling circles of water.

The rain was pouring down, and it seemed as if a curtain of water was drawn between the sky and the earth, blurring people's vision.

The scenery in the distance became hazy in the rain, and only the sound of rain filled the entire world, as if nature was playing a passionate symphony.

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark moment, followed by dull thunder, as if cheering for the heavy rain.

Pedestrians on the road opened their umbrellas or hurriedly sought shelter from the rain. Vehicles also slowed down, splashing water.

The whole city was shrouded in this torrential rain, and the air was filled with the smell of rain.

But the rolling heat wave and heavy rain did not wash away my irritability and anxiety.

It rained most of the time throughout July.

The continuous heavy rain caused the river level to rise rapidly.

The originally calm river became turbulent, with rapid water flow and rolling waves.

Jingcheng is an ancient city located on the bank of a river. The small river with the Black Dragon Pond in Huangjia Village where I was born is a tributary of the river.

The climate this year is abnormal, with heavy rains continuing. The news keeps reporting on dangerous situations, and the river water level keeps rising.

People watched in horror as the floods raged, homes were destroyed and lives were threatened.

Rescuers took emergency action and risked their lives to rescue the trapped people.

Floods bring huge damage and losses. They destroy people's lives and property, and make people deeply feel the power and unpredictability of nature.

I was also on pins and needles because Long Mo hadn't come back. This sudden disaster seemed natural to most people, but in my heart I thought of his abnormality this year.

Despite Uncle Huang's objection, I insisted on going back to Huangjia Village to take a look.

"Feng girl! When Boss Long left, he repeatedly told me that no matter what happened, I must not let you leave the city. It's best for you to stay in the villa and not go anywhere."

Uncle Huang advised earnestly.

"Uncle Huang, what are you hiding from me? I must go back and take a look. There is something strange about the Black Dragon Pond this year. It must be related to Long Mo."

My attitude was very firm. What I meant was that if you kept it from me, I would go back and figure it out myself.

"Either you tell me, or I go back and see it myself," I threatened.

"Alas, Feng girl, I don't know much either. I only know that Boss Long had a big disaster this year, mainly because of you. He didn't tell me what it was specifically."

"He just asked me to protect you well. He has set up barriers around this villa and on your body to prevent you from being discovered and to protect your safety."

Uncle Huang said helplessly.

Hearing this, my brows furrowed even more tightly. No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. I can't let Long Mo bear everything alone.

Since this incident was caused by me, I cannot let so many innocent people die in the flood. I must go back. The disaster must have happened in the Black Dragon Pond in Huangjia Village.

I have made my decision. I will face it no matter Huang Bo tries to stop me or not.

In the end, Uncle Huang couldn't stop me, so he had to drive me back to Huangjia Village.

On the way back to the village, I saw many People's Liberation Army soldiers and a makeshift rescue team. They all had solemn expressions and looked as if they were ready to die heroically. The flood must have been so serious that it was out of control.

Floods are like ferocious beasts. Although I have not experienced it, I can imagine how terrible it is.

On TV, the roaring flood swept through cities and villages, destroying everything wantonly.

Houses collapsed under its impact, trees were uprooted, and roads were washed away, as if the whole world was caught up in this devastating disaster.

The muddy flood, mixed with branches, stones and all kinds of debris, rushed down at an alarming speed.

Broken furniture, clothing and other items floated on the water, bearing witness to the devastation of the flood.

People shouted in terror and desperately sought a safe place, but the flood swallowed them mercilessly.

The fields turned into a vast ocean, the crops were submerged, and the hard work of the farmers was wiped out in an instant. The livestock struggled in the flood and cried desperately.

The bridge was washed away, traffic was interrupted, and rescue work became extremely difficult.

After the flood, what was left behind was ruins and endless sorrow.

The village has become unrecognizable, people have lost their homes and loved ones, and their lives have fallen into hardship.

And now, this disaster is happening right before my eyes, and it is closely related to me. How can I not feel heartbroken?

Because of the flood, many roads were flooded or destroyed. The journey from the city to the town, which was supposed to take less than three hours, took us a full seven hours to get to the town as it was raining, we had to take a detour, and we had to make way for rescue troops and vehicles.

At the gate of the town government, I saw a familiar figure, Mayor Wang Shi. He was wearing a raincoat and directing the reinforcement of the river bank embankment by the river.

I didn’t expect the water level in this tributary to rise so much. You can imagine the situation on the riverside is even more worrying.

Mayor Wang gave instructions for a while and then hurried towards the town government. I asked Uncle Huang to stop the car, picked up an umbrella, got out of the car, and chased after him.

"Uncle Wang!" I called out loudly, afraid that he couldn't hear me because he was wearing a raincoat.

He seemed to hear someone calling him, but was not sure. He looked back at me, then turned around and walked forward.

"Uncle Wang, I'm Liu Feng!" I knew he definitely didn't recognize me. The last time I met me was in my senior year of high school. More than three years have passed, and he still didn't recognize me.

When he heard the name Liu Feng, he turned around suddenly, lifted the hood of his raincoat, and looked at me carefully.

"Liu Feng, why are you back? Aren't you studying at a university in Jingcheng? You've already graduated. I heard from Wang Erming that you found a boyfriend and are living a good life."

Unexpectedly, he knew everything about me and also knew Wang Erming. He found out everything from Wang Erming.

Thinking of this, my nose felt sore and I felt a bit of indescribable guilt. After going to college, I was busy with my studies. Later, my grandmother passed away. Every time I came back, I was in a hurry and never thought about coming to see him or Director Xiao.

They are both my elders, although we are not related, but since they met me and my grandma, they have spared no effort to help me and my grandma as long as they can.

It was he who offered to help with the junior high school transfer, and also Director Xiao. The things that they helped him handle were insignificant in themselves, and the comrades in their institute did not even receive that much bonus in a year.

I know that even if the money given to me was not paid by him, at least he tried his best to get it for me. He wanted to help me in this way and make life better for my grandmother and me.

Later, I heard my grandmother say that whenever he saw that her fish were not sold out on the street, he would ask his colleagues in the institute to quietly buy the remaining fish.

Although the grandmothers could not call out the names of those young comrades, they were all very familiar to them because they had appeared around Director Xiao.