No, he had to go, he had to see her, he had to hear her and hear what she was singing.

Leng Zimo ran forward hard, ran hard, there was darkness under his feet, the whole shijie was dark, only she was there, there was light.

He was so tired and weak.

He stumbled under his feet, and fell heavily into the darkness.

Leng Zimo raised her face, and saw that in the light, she was still playing the piano.

He saw blood.

On the white keys, there were bright red blood stains, her fingers were bleeding, but she was still playing the piano, although he couldn't see her face, he could clearly see her fingers, and every time he played, he would tremble.

She was hurting, she was hurting, and every time her finger fell, it left a trail of blood on the keys.

But she didn't stop at all, she just kept playing and playing, her fingers darling over the keys.

His heart twitched tightly, and every time her fingers fell, his heart twitched a little.

Looking at the blood on the keys, his heart was about to break.

"Ahh He roared, got up from the ground again, and rushed over desperately, "Don't, don't play anymore!" ”

The people on stage seemed to hear his voice, and she suddenly turned her face.

Leng Zimo's eyes widened, wanting to see her clearly.

But she suddenly vanished, and there was darkness before her, and there was light whistling from afar, and then far away.

He's not off the stage, he's in the car.

He was driving fast, he was driving very fast, and it was raining heavily outside, and the raindrops hit the glass and made a loud noise.

Leng Zimo didn't know where he was going.

Boom!

The car didn't know what it hit and stopped.

He pushed the door and got out of the car, the icy rain rushed in his face, and he looked up to see the abandoned and unfinished buildings in front of him.

He subconsciously ran towards the dark staircase, running and running I don't know how many steps he had climbed, thunder flashed outside the window on the side, and the light of lightning reflected a small figure, shrunk by the pillar, wearing a white skirt, and her long hair hung messily to cover her face.

He couldn't see her face clearly, only that one of her eyes was full of fear.

He didn't know who she was, but he wanted to protect her, to comfort her, and he turned and ran towards her.

Seeing that he was about to run in front of her, suddenly his body was light, and he fell, and there were cold raindrops coming down, and there was a flashing light above his head, and there was a helicopter above his head.

He grabbed the rope and landed on the ground, the lights reflecting a messy road.

In the corner of the mud and rock, a corner of a van looms.

Leng Zimo instinctively rushed towards the van, the wind hit the rain on his face, it was very cold and painful, he ran deep and shallow, and got up again when he fell.

Finally, he rushed to the side of the van, he had no tools, he just used his hands to dig through the mud.

I don't know if there was something in the mud that cut my finger, it hurts.

But he didn't care about that, he just dug hard.

He didn't know who was in his car, he just knew that he had to dig up the car, which had people who were very important to him.

Who that person is, he doesn't know!

"Hold on, I'm here to save you, I'm here to save you, you won't die, you won't ......"

He said urgently, digging hard, but he didn't know who this "you" was