NovelEnglishBlair accelerated and hurried upstairs. She opened her suitcase, took out her umbrella, and then hurried back down.
When she joined Miller and they were about to leave, she heard the old granny ask her son, “I think something is not right. Son, is there a rainstorm?”
Her son was busy cooking in the kitchen as they still had sguests.
He was too busy prodding the fire with a poker to notice his mother’s mumbles.
After shesitation, Blair suggested, “Miller, the old granny said there might be a rainstorm. This is the mountain area. How about we—”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore she could finish speaking, Miller cut her off. He was slightly annoyed by her and the granny’s superstitious nature.
“You have an umbrella, don’t you? If there really is a rainstorm, we can take shelter from rain.” He grabbed her wrist and led her to catch up to his colleagues.
“ALL right.” Despite her reluctance, she chose to listen to him.
Together, they were a group of more than ten people and followed a small path up the hill. After dozens of minutes, they saw a clear stream. The water was so clear that they could see fishes swimming in it.
They jogged and chatted with each other cheerfully. Soon the sun rose even brighter than before. Miller’s male colleague said with a smug smile, “I told you. The weather forecast said clearly that there would be no rain today. The old granny is too old to keep her mind clear.”
“The weather forecast is not always correct. The granny has lived in the mountain area for so many years. I think she can tell more about the weather than the weather department just by looking at the
sky. We should be careful,” Blair replied politely with a smile.
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The man cast a scornful glance at her and snorted inwardly, ‘It’s true what they say-the prettier a woman is, the dumber she is!’
However, just a few moments afterwards, either karma or nature itself gave him a tight slap in his face. Several dark clouds soon blocked the sun and threatened to release a big storm. The wind began to howl.
People raised their heads and cried inwardly, ‘Oh, no!‘
Blair took her umbrella out of her backpack with a calm smile.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSpots of rain began to fall, beating on their faces hard. Not a single person from the men had brought an umbrella, and only sof the women were carrying umbrellas with them. They had only four umbrellas in total.
What was worse, they were unable to find shelter from the rain. Holding
Blair’s shoulders with one arm, Miller held her umbrella with the other, guiding her forward in his protective embrace.
Not accustomed to being in his arms, Blair struggled at first, but soon gave up and let Miller take her forward.
They had all underestimated the rain. They had thought it was going to stop soon. But after a while, the sudden rainstorm brought the mountain torrents rushing down. The rain had turned into a flood.
As twent by, even the torrential flood didn’t get weaker. Instead, it becmore and more fierce, annihilating everything in the mountain and bringing down more and more trouble in their path.
Everyone panicked. They screamed and cursed in distress, a bit the weather but mostly their own stupidity. As the saying went, “Calamities cin succession.” They not only failed to get under cover, but also had to face the torrents.
They were not the only ones trapped there. Apart from them, there were several dozen other tourists too.
Also, a group of soldiers had been stationed in the vicinity of South
Mountain, to ensure the safety of people in the surrounding villages.
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