So, Bai Xilie went back to find Jing Jia.
At that time, the rain was heavy, and many stones and gravel on the mountain were washed down.
Even some unstable houses had their tiles washed away by the downpour.
Despite his family's objections, Bai Xilie returned to the village alone.
"Jing Jia!" he shouted everywhere, looking for her figure.
The heavy rain blurred his vision.
Finally, Bai Xilie saw Jing Jia hurriedly come out of their room.
He rushed over.
Jing Jia was very surprised: "Why haven't you left yet!?"
Bai Xilie replied, "I came back to find you because you didn't follow."
Jing Jia's face, which was originally leisurely, turned anxious upon hearing this.
"You fool, the flash flood is coming soon, if it sweeps you away, you'll be dead, you know!"
"But I'm worried about you."
"I'm not that easy to kill." Jing Jia took out a handkerchief from her bosom.
