"But you can't go either. There are so many soldiers in the rescue team, they'll come to save people. Even if you're a good swimmer, the flood is so fast, you won't be able to save anyone. You'll just be swept away!"
The water is so turbulent that no one is a superhero. Jumping in is tantamount to seeking death.
"There's no time! If we wait for the soldiers, those two children might lose their lives!"
The floodwaters are rising rapidly, soon engulfing the roof of their flat, and the water level at the foot of the hill is climbing bit by bit.
Now, no one dares to talk about going into the water. They can only watch helplessly as the flood rushes downstream.
Lao Wu's voice chokes up; he slaps his face in self-reproach and curses, "It's all my fault. If only I'd been more careful earlier!"
"You can't blame yourself for this; it's fate!" Although the villagers feel uneasy, they still try to console him.
