Lost in You novel Chapter 30

An alarm sounds overhead.

I have never experienced this, and for a while I don’t know what to do, and Anyi hurriedly yells at me, “This is an air strike alert!”

As soon as his words fall, the bomb drops not far away, and a loud boom rings.

The smoke is rising in front of me, and the fire is shining, and immediately I feel a wave of air hitting me.

I shiver to open the camera and press the shutter.

"Transfer here right away! Hurry up!" The temporary rest station comes, carrying a machine gun, and anxiously shouts, "Go! Go! Go!"

I board the car with several other media friends.

The smell of gunpowder, the deafening gunshot, the bloody smell that is difficult to hide, and the unknowable danger make all of us nervous.

This is just the first day I come here.

I am holding a camera and watching this world differently than I used to. I want to record the truth here.

We are then placed in a hotel right at the border of the bombing zone and sign a secret protection agreement.

The first night, I listen to successive bombardment and fall asleep.

Maybe when people cannot guarantee even the most basic life safety, the rest of the emotions will gradually fade away, and I have no time to think about James. But my thoughts are pervasive. Whenever I calm down and listen to the bombardment, James blows into my mind by surprise.

He has always been with me.

I gradually get used to this kind of day, is awakened by the bombing in the morning, and go to photograph the streets and schools after the war. Seeing the survivor crying as she hugs her deceased family, I am sad and weep silently. Their eyes are desperate and full of hatred.

The more I contacted refugees, the deeper I feel sad. For the first time, I really want to reprimand this unfair world. I go to see their funerals and weddings, watch them cry and smile on the ruins, and finally make myself calm down.

I think I know how to face James, and finally understand the value of life, I want to go back alive, really live again.

The written manuscript may be squeezed for several days, and the signal may be interrupted all the time. I remember that one morning after the heavy rain, the reporter in charge of the media, Julia, finds me.

"Hi! Carol! I'm looking for you!" She excitedly gives me the radio.

I am very confused.

Julia frowns and says, "He is James! Your lover!"

"Carolina, are you listening?" His voice comes out of the intercom, I am shocked.

His voice penetrates through the mountains and rivers, and comes slowly from each other's undulating gunshots. This is the voice I have always dreamed of.

"Are you? James! I am Carolina! I am here! You speak!" I yell excitedly.

A bomb explodes not far away with a loud noise.

His voice is anxious, "What's wrong with you? Okay!"

"I miss you James! I miss you so much!" I am afraid I am too late, and I am talking about my miss.

"I'm going to--" Before he finishes speaking, he stops.

But I cannot let go of the walkie-talkie.

My missing rushes out from the bottom of my heart and crushes the long suppressed emotions, my tears burst.

"It's romantic." Julia is a little envious, "Carol, your lover is coming right away. He's 100 kilometers away at this moment."

What? James comes to me?

This news has revived my long silent heart. No, it should be say that my depressed thoughts can no longer be hidden.

James, why do you always give me unexpected surprises?

The previous proposal is the same, and so is the danger of life to come to me, and every time he stands behind me, he guards me silently.

Julia pats my shoulder and says, "Hurry up to dress yourself. Your prince is coming soon!"

I smile like a fool with tears.

Everyone who sees me says that I'm different. How can I become so happy that I am no longer as dead heart as before.

"Someone is coming for me." I say with some bragging, wearing my only skirt and smiling brightly.

The other party congratulates me, "Happy girl!"

Andy whispers twice, "You also love to laugh."

Is it? I don't even notice that I might have a smile on my face now.

I couldn't do anything all afternoon, waiting for him at the hotel entrance. This is the only safe place.