Sleep seals people's will, eliminates people's fighting spirit, and paralyzes people's hearts. But those who have been walking at night long for a deep sleep—an eternal sleep. Because in this way, we can live without hope, and without hope there is no despair......

I thought about continuing to sleep, but the outside world was so noisy that as my consciousness became clearer, I began to hear the vague sounds outside.

"The house is on fire, put out the fire!"

"There's another person in there. ”

"Who's still in it, isn't there no one living there?!"

"I don't know, I heard that it was Luneko who brought it back!"

“……”

When I opened my eyes slowly, I found that it was pitch black all around, and after my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could only see something. I realized that it was night, and I didn't know how long I had been asleep, so I could only estimate the length of sleep by suppressing the firmness in my stomach. But there was a dull pain in the head, as if it were in a drunken state. A light shines through the small lattice on the wall to the ceiling, and I can tell if I should be on the second or third floor. After all, houses in rural areas are generally not high.

Suddenly, the air became cloudy, and the scorched smoke choked on the nose. I immediately understood the reason for the noise - it was on fire!

Even though it was a little dark, you could still see yellow smoke coming out of the crack in the door. Cold sweat suddenly flowed wildly, and the scene in front of me really scared me, and I finally knew my situation.

The place I'm in is on fire......

I immediately rolled over and jumped off the wooden bed, ran towards the door, and as soon as I touched the metal lock, I was scalded back. The fire outside was definitely more than I could have imagined.

I was wearing a loose cloth shirt, but at the moment I didn't care about its newness, so I ripped it off, wrapped my hand, pulled down the handle, and the door opened. With billowing black smoke and a lot of heat in my face, I quickly closed the door and trapped myself in my room.

I had already observed the structure of the room, and I knew clearly that the small lattice was only ventilated, the size was less than my head, and the only way out was the door. I seemed to think of something, and looked around carefully, there was only a jug of water in the room, and a plank of wood served as my bed, which meant that there were only two things I could use. My heart suddenly cooled.

It turns out that looking too much about life-saving knowledge is not useful in this situation at all.

Now there are only two roads in front of me, one is to hide in the room and wait for rescue, but there is little hope, not to mention the location of the room, just this fire, in the absence of a regular rescue team, ordinary people will not take their lives to mess around. There is no rescue equipment, even the blasting is whimsical. And the oxygen in the room is getting thinner and thinner, and I don't know how long I can hold out.

There was only a second way left, rush out! Tie Tojo Ning......

Although there is a high probability that I will be burned to death, I don't want to wait for nothing to die, I hate the feeling of not being able to control my own destiny.

I have rhinitis, I have difficulty breathing, and my nostrils are plugged all year round, sometimes one or both. That's why I often feel depressed. I know of a form of torture in which a prisoner's body is trapped, a damp paper is applied to the prisoner's face, and after he can pierce the paper, a thin layer of paper is applied again......

Waiting turns hope into despair, and the process is truly beyond words. It's like what a psychopath said: "If you don't kill people, I'm so uncomfortable that I'm going crazy." ”

In the movie, there will always be angels, demons, and two children in the protagonist's brain, and there are reasonable arguments, but when it comes to me, I will become a group of villagers there.

"Damn, I said that the urinal is a fart to fight the fire, what are you doing with it?!"

"Then you're commanding here empty-handed?"

"I was blind in command? I also educated the county magistrate! At that time, you only knew a ball!"

"I check, I want to fight, don't I?!"

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid you won't make it?!"

I'm also depressed to the extreme, are you here to put out the fire or to vent your anger? I don't care about the messy sounds outside, now hesitate for a second, my situation is more dangerous, I can't wait any longer, quickly lift the kettle and pour it on my body, the cold water makes my inner impatience reduce a lot, and suddenly my sense of security is greatly increased. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the plank and rushed out of the room.

The planks can keep me out from the tongues of fire in front of me, but they don't do much, because the fire is more terrible when it burns from my feet. According to my previous understanding, if it is upstairs, then I can find the stairs, and if I find the stairs, I can choose to walk up and down, and I can escape to a large extent anyway.

So I didn't look at the road at all, so I ran with a plank against the wall, which allowed me to follow the aisle instead of running into another room.

Originally, I thought that the fire would always surround me, but after walking a little bit, I realized that the fire was much smaller. There was a lot of smoke, but I didn't have to worry about it burning.

A thought crossed my mind, but I couldn't stop thinking at the moment.

I didn't dare to touch the hot blackened wall, so I could only use the wooden board as a hand to scrape the wall, but this board was made of wood after all, and within a dozen minutes, I heard it make a thunderclapping moan.

Not only that, but I was on fire, half of my hair had been roasted, and my fingers had been burned off a piece of skin by the wall of fire, and I will never forget the hot pain. The people who survive are more terrible than anything.

Coaxing-

The plank suddenly burned above my head, and I screamed and hurriedly threw it forward, and as soon as it hit the ground, it extinguished some of the surrounding or, and I had to run forward, when a white light appeared in front of me!

When I got closer, I had to believe in the cruelty of reality - there was no way ahead, and I ran into another room.

"How could this be the end? How could this be? Ah!!hh......hhhh

With black tears in my eyes, I curled up and hid in a corner, waiting for the smoke to swallow me.

Seriously, I'm scared to death. What is death? The body is cold, you can't open your eyes, you can't speak, you can't breathe. So when I was a kid, I was naughty just to see myself in the eyes of others and to know that I was still alive.

"Okay, I've resigned myself to my fate, and I don't blame you if God wants to kill me, but at least give me a pen and paper to write a suicide note. "It suddenly occurred to me that crying would not solve the problem, so I didn't want to waste any more water in my body, so I really immediately looked for paper and pen in my room. When I calmed down, I could see the room clearly. This can't be said to be a room, it can only be said to be a warehouse with groceries. There are rotten pots, rotten tables, rotten clothes...... Incomplete.

I secretly guessed that the occupants of this house must have been nostalgic people, and they had been thrown away or sold by someone else. Some of the things are older than the time I was born, and the structure and materials of this place are different from those in the previous room, like walking into another room. A thought crossed my mind before, and that's when I'm sure.

This house is combined, that is, two houses in one. I must have taken the passage that connected the two houses, and I thought I could find the stairs, but I didn't expect it to lead to another house. I think the stairs must have been missed when they came, and they missed two in a row, and this life is really embarrassing......

I continued to rummage through things, certainly not for useless things like pen and paper. I already know that the owner of this house has a special collecting penchant, so there must be that thing - a gas canister. With a gas canister, I was able to blow up the only passage between the two rooms – the walls of the passage would never be very thick.

Gas canisters have become a must-have in every home these days, so there's no reason why they don't exist in the owner's collection. I'm sure it's going to be there, but rummaging through this mountain of old things takes patience and time.

Patience and time are of the utmost importance in this situation.

Although I cleared my mind, it was clear that the environment did not allow me to take my time, and the smoke gradually took over the space. I don't know if I'm choking. His eyelids drooped, and his hands were still rummaging there......

I don't know how long it was, but a burst of bombardment came from the passage.

I stood in the doorway with my hands on the wall, no smile of the winner, no frustration of the loser. At the last moment, I thought of her, or rather she appeared in front of me, beckoning to me, and I didn't know if her place was hell or heaven, and I didn't know if I was going to heaven or hell. In the end, I didn't respond to her, because I couldn't speak, I couldn't gesticulate, just silently, quietly watching the fire that came to consume me......