Bizarre Love

Chapter 130 Tears (1)

Also mixed with a touch of alcohol.

Normally, it takes at least two hours for a fire to grow to such a large size, but if there is a igniter, it will be completely different.

Meng Ting's bedroom was the last to burn.

The door was almost surrounded by fire.

At this time, if the door is opened to cause air convection, the fire may swallow her in an instant. Meng Ting covered his mouth and nose, and stepped back a few steps to his bedroom.

The pain of being surrounded by fire in the previous life, and the memory of the pain of suffocation and fainting under the thick smoke became clear in an instant.

At that time, she had already run out, but she heard Shu Lan calling for help.

Wearing a wet sheet, Meng Ting rushed into the flames again, wrapped Shu Lan tightly, and sent her out.

Afterwards, it hurt a lot, my body hurt, and my face hurt too.

Meng Ting's heart skipped a beat. Originally, the butterfly effect only needed a small change, but the fire still happened in this life. It was still a dry summer, not the winter in my previous life.

In other words, the fire was man-made.

It's Shulan!

Meng Ting gritted his teeth and poured the water from the kettle in the room onto the pillow towel, then covered his mouth and nose.

There was a burst of black smoke from the fire, and more than half of the house had been burned.

She could only choose to crawl along the floor that was not yet on fire, crawling towards the door. If a glass window breaks, the interior will flashover.

Most people were not burned to death in the end, but before they were burned to death, they inhaled a lot of smoke.

The air was over fifty degrees.

The moisture in the towel evaporated quickly, and she could gradually smell the thick burnt smoke in the air.

When they finally got to the door, the moisture in the towel had almost evaporated.

Opening the door is the only way to survive.

Meng Ting held the doorknob, the scalding temperature of the handle made her cry. The door opened with a click, and she was not happy yet, but the next second, the door couldn't be opened no matter what.

The anti-theft door is like a heavy boulder, blocking the way of life.

She held back her fear and turned back with tears in her eyes.

Flames have spread.

Meng Ting could only squat down, trying not to faint. However, the last moisture in the towel was evaporated, and she exhausted all her strength, but she still couldn't open the door.

Meng Ting was so scared.

The fear of being swallowed by the fire made her want to cry. But crying was useless, she refrained from making a sound, there was no way out, this door had to be opened.

There is less and less oxygen.

She thought a lot when she was having trouble breathing.

Thinking of the pain in her previous life, the sadness of knowing her face was burned, and the fact that Father Shu resolutely said to give her treatment, she couldn't help crying.

In the end, Shu's father died, and Du Dongliang came to collect the debt.

A person's life is so short, so short that she hadn't had time to grow up, and she hadn't experienced all the warmth and happiness in the world, so it came to an end.

Originally, in the autumn of that year, she could set foot on the university campus, study, work, and then fall in love and get married.

But in the end he was forced to leave his hometown and became happy and strong again.

She thought a lot.

In the end, he remembered Jiang Ren from that year in his previous life.

She didn't like him as much as she does now. When she was in fear and despair in the fire, he set foot on the way back to city B. She never saw him again.

But Meng Ting would rather this time, he is also on his way home.

The boy who had been waiting for her for several days and nights in the small town where the pear blossoms were in full bloom would eat the leftover buns she ate in the early morning.

She burst into tears, Meng Ting never thought about it. On the front line of life and death, what she thinks about the most is Jiang Ren.

It's just Jiang Ren.

When Meng Ting's consciousness gradually became blurred, the last thing he heard was the sound of the approaching fire truck.

What came faster than the fire truck was a cold embrace.

In the overwhelming fire.

The beams collapsed.

The glass windows have finally reached their limit and cannot stand the high temperature explosion.

After the harsh, terrible explosion.

The world is completely dark.

She seemed to be in someone's arms, and the world fell silent. Time became very slow for a moment, and in the scorching heat, his wet embrace was icy cold.

Only a drop of scalding water fell on his cheek. It made her heart tremble slightly.

Noisy footsteps came.

Gradually there was daylight.

She vaguely heard a hoarse and gentle voice: "Listen..."

Well, don't be afraid, I'm fine.

That dream seems to have been around for a long time.

"Listen!"

Who is calling her?

When she woke up, the nurse breathed a sigh of relief. The smell of disinfectant replaced the smell of thick smoke, and every time I took a breath, there was a sharp pain in my throat.

The young nurse hurriedly said: "Hey, don't move. During the fire, you inhaled a lot of poisonous gas, and your throat was swollen. Yes, breathe slowly, don't worry."

Fortunately, the little girl was smart and knew not to inhale the poisonous gas, so she didn't suffocate.

Seeing that Meng Ting slowed down her breathing, the nurse said in a brisk tone, "I checked your body and it's nothing serious. I'll call the doctor. Oh, by the way, your family is still outside. They have been guarding you for a long time. Don't worry." , Your family is fine."

Meng Ting said thank you to her with lips.

She had a sore throat and couldn't make a sound.

Meng Ting had many questions that he wanted to ask, for example, who carried her out in the end? In her previous life, it was the fire brigade captain who saved her life, but this time it was the same?

She raised her hand and touched her cheek.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly in front of the window. Occasionally a few sparrows stay and then fly away.

The cheeks under her palms were soft, and apart from her sore throat and dizziness, she had no pain at all. Compared with the excruciating pain of waking up in the previous life, this fire is like a long and grotesque dream.

She was unharmed and undisfigured.

When Shu's father came in with red eyes, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. The middle-aged man held back his tears when he saw her, and said softly, "Listen, is there any discomfort?"

Meng Ting shook his head with a smile, then pointed to his throat, and told him - I'm fine, but I can't speak for a while.

Many people are coming.

The fire burned so fast that not only the house rented by Shu's father, but also the people upstairs and downstairs suffered.

Shu Yang looked at Meng Ting silently, his eyes were red but his face was pale. The boy's face was black and gray. There is silence in the eyes.

Father Shu seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

He gently stroked Meng Ting's hair: "Go to sleep for a while, Dad will buy you some porridge."

Meng Ting asked him with difficulty, "Who saved me?"

Father Shu said in a coaxing tone, "It's Uncle Fireman."

Meng Ting nodded and closed his eyes.

She is so tired.

Shu Yang closed the door and punched the wall hard. His voice trembled: "Dad, it was my sister who set the fire. At that time, I saw the house was on fire, so I ran back quickly, but she held me back. I haven't seen her yet."