By the eleventh day in Yunhai City, the flood had completely engulfed the first floor. Outside, debris like tree branches and plastic waste bobbed in the murky water.
rResidents on the second floor faced a difficult choice: risk the journey to the government shelter or seek refuge on higher floors.
rSocial media became a breeding ground for anxiety, with pleas for help multiplying by the hour.
rPeople desperately sought information about the rain's end, and some even considered forming groups to escape the city.
rThe relentless downpour continued into the twelfth day, the water level in Wen Nannan's community now surpassing the halfway mark on the second floor.
rThe alarming speed of the rising water forced many to seek higher ground. A sense of unease began to creep into the hearts of those residing on the third floor.
rBy the thirteenth day, the second floor was completely submerged, the water and gas supply severed.
rResidents from the lower floors were forced to ascend, resulting in over twenty households crammed onto the fourth floor and above.
rLiving space has become a precious commodity. While some found refuge with kind neighbors, others were left to sleep in the hallways and corridors.
rBang, bang, bang...
rThe knocking on Wen Nannan's sixth-floor apartment door startled her. It was Li Daqiang, a middle-aged man from the same floor.
rDue to his connections with the neighborhood office, he had assumed the role of coordinator, responsible for managing relations between floors and relocating displaced residents.
rThis wasn't his first visit to Wen Nannan, and his motive remained unchanged.
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