Xi Xichen, you can't be soft-hearted!

Nangong Ming, he is a fool who is lying to you, he doesn't even dare to get married, what else is credible?

From the very beginning, he said that he wanted to get her heart back, and he wanted to take revenge on her.

He must have wanted her to fall in love with him again, and then get rid of her so hard that she was in pain.

At this time, a conversation suddenly sounded in his ears: "Mingming, why are you not afraid of anything?" ”

"Whoever says nothing is not afraid, I am afraid of fire."

"Why?"

His face showed hidden pain and fear: "Because, I watched my mother being burned to death by the fire, but I couldn't save her." ”

I watched my mother die in the fire, but I couldn't save her!

I watched my mother die in the fire, but I couldn't save her!

This sentence sounded in Xi Xichen's mind over and over again, and the voice was full of pain and fear.

She looked up and looked at the man again, and saw that the fire had reached his feet, and a fire was about to consume them.

He gasped for air, his whole body became irritable, and his hands began to struggle to tear the chains.

The entire iron frame was torn by him and began to sway from side to side.

When the magician saw him like this, he began to comfort him, but to no avail.

There were only a few locks left, and they were about to succeed soon, but because of Nangong Ming's non-cooperation, the speed slowed down.

The staff next to him has already picked up the fire extinguisher and is ready to rush up at any time.

"Damn, this man is too timid."

"The fire hasn't burned him yet, don't go up if you're afraid of death, shame."

"That's it, so many people are waiting to save people with fire extinguishers, where will there be an accident."

"Beautiful men, all pseudo-mothers, what guts can they have."

"That's it, it's useless, and it's a shame for our men."

Xi Xichen looked at Nangong Ming, at this time he was like a wounded beast, fragile and painful, and frenzied.

An irrepressible emotion welled up, and tears blurred her vision.

He shouldn't be like this, Nangong Ming is noble and arrogant, elegant and calm, high and omnipotent.

But at this moment, he is fragile like a child abandoned by his parents, helpless, scared and painful.

"You people don't know anything, what right do you have to say that?"

Xi Xichen roared at those men, his eyes were cold and sharp, and the strength hidden deep in his bones broke through at this moment.

Several men looked at her in amazement, what a beautiful woman, she exuded a cold and noble temperament, like an angry goddess, beautiful and dangerous.

After yelling, she wiped away her tears, turned around and ran back quickly.

"Nangong Ming, I'm sorry!"

She was so cruel, knowing that he was afraid of fire, knowing that it was the deepest pain in his heart, but she dragged him into the abyss of pain.

Xi Xichen didn't know that the pain that Nangong Ming had endured was far more and deeper than she imagined.

He hid in the darkness and watched as the men poured gasoline into the room and on his mother's body, then lit a lighter and threw it on her.

The fire engulfed her mother's body, and she screamed in pain, rolling on the ground in pain.

He heard his mother's body, and it made a sizzling sound, which was the sound of flesh burning.

The pungent smell wafted from her.

In just a few seconds, my mother was burned to the ground.

The men admired the mother's painful appearance and walked away laughing.

He pushed open the floor tiles and got out of the fire despite it, and his mother was still struggling in pain on the ground.

"Mom's ......"

He ran over crying, took off his clothes, and fought desperately against his mother's flames.

But it didn't work at all, even his clothes caught fire.

"Let's go...... ...... Dark"

His mother made a weird noise and yelled at him.

Mother's love is great, and even in this case, she still thinks about her children.

"I'm not leaving, mom woo woo ......"

He cried loudly and turned to go to the kitchen to get water, but his legs were crushed by the fallen bookshelves.

The bookshelves were wooden, sticky with gasoline and burning, and a heart-rending pain came from my feet.

He struggled desperately, screaming and pushing the bookshelves, but his strength was limited and he couldn't move at all.

He heard his own legs, like his mother's, swishing and burning.

A pungent smell came, the smell of his legs burning.

He gritted his teeth to keep himself from fainting from the pain, and watched as his legs burned off little by little.

He can't faint, he still has to save his mother, he can't fall.

The fire burned the bookshelves, and he pushed away the flaming charcoal.

But the legs were no longer perceptible, and the shape had completely changed, which was ugly and terrifying.

He struggled to crawl to his mother's place, the floor was burning hot, his hands, chest, and abdomen were scorched.

But it was too late, and my mother was already burned alive, and her body was burned to a piece of black coal.

That year, he was only five years old!!

Xi Xichen will never know these things!

By the time she ran back to the square, the fire had almost been extinguished.

I don't know if it will succeed in the end, but Nangong Ming's figure is gone.

"Nangong Ming, where are you, Nangong Ming?"

Xi Xichen found the figure in the crowd and shouted loudly, but no one responded.

"Master, do you know where the man who just performed with you has gone?"

She ran to the magician and asked anxiously.

"You said he, he didn't get off the stage and didn't receive the prize, so he ran over there."

The magician pointed in the right direction, and she thanked her and ran over there.

The road was dark and led to a low hill, and there was a street lamp at a distance.

The front is better, there are a few couples walking, and the further you go inside, the quieter it becomes, and no one is occupied.

"Nangong Ming, Nangong Ming, where are you, answer me when you hear it?"

Xi Xichen ran to the bottom of the mountain, crying and shouting his name over and over again.

But she was met with silence and the occasional cautious birdsong.

She had the courage to walk the road up the low hill, shouting his name incessantly.

She walked up to the top of the hill, and there was a pavilion on the top of the hill, and the pavilion was empty.

It was desolate, the silence was terrible, she was the only one standing on it, the street lamps had limited access to the place, and there was darkness all around.

"Nangong Ming, come out, please come out quickly."

Xi Xichen cried in fear, looked around uneasily, and finally squatted on the ground.

After a while, her voice was hoarse, and he still didn't come out.

Maybe he's gone!

She stood up and ran back as hard as she could, as if something terrible was chasing her behind her.

Inadvertently, she saw him.

Nangong Ming sat under a big tree, with his back to her.

She walked over and saw him curled up in a ball, his head firmly buried in his knees.

His body was still trembling, and her heart tingled fiercely.

"Nangong Ming, I'm sorry."

Xi Xichen looked at him and started hoarsely.

He didn't react at all, as if he couldn't hear her.

She walked over, crouched down in front of him, and reached out to hold him, her forehead against his hair.

"Nangong Ming, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

She said it over and over again, tears falling down and slapping on his hands.

He moved suddenly, and then hugged her tightly in his arms, as if to rub her into his body.

Xi Xichen let him hold him, his hand ran through his hair, and the other hand gently soothed him behind his back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't make it."

His voice came from under her neck, and it was so hoarse that it was distressing to listen to.

"No, you've done it."

"I didn't shout I love you."

"But I hear you."

She grabbed his cold hand and put it on her chest: "Heard here." ”

After seeing such a vulnerable side of him, she couldn't bear to refuse him again.

Because her heart will hurt, she doesn't want to see him lonely and sad again, her heart will hurt and be very uncomfortable.

Fall and fall, why not fall again for this man?

If he loses her again, it's a big deal to carry him and die together!

"Can you really hear here?"

He felt her heartbeat, and he was afraid that he wouldn't feel his love there.

I wish I could open his heart and show her his heart, full of her.

"As long as you're genuine, it's always going to feel it."

Xi Xichen said softly, bowing his head and landing a kiss on his forehead.

Then I saw him ecstatic, laughing from the bottom of his heart, and the corners of his eyes were crooked, which was particularly charming.

He gently held her face, approached little by little, and kissed her with cold lips, from shallow to deep, savoring it.

She stretched out her hands to clasp his neck, and bravely responded to him, kissing back very youngly.

Her initiative was to give him the best gift, like a big surprise, uncontrollably plundered.

It seemed like a century before he withdrew from her honey lips, gasping slightly and lingering on her red lips.

Xi Xichen's face was full of red clouds, shy and charming, and her little face was even more beautiful and moving.

"I miss you so much."

Nangong Ming opened his mouth hoarsely, hugged her tightly to himself, and felt his strong love.

Xi Xichen was shocked and ashamed, and wanted to push him away from his abdomen, but he hugged him tighter, and almost fainted without shame.

After a while, he let go of her, not daring to be too presumptuous, for fear of scaring her away.

"I'm hungry."

"What did you say?"

Her voice was a little hoarse and a little coquettish, and Nangong thought crookedly for a moment.

"I mean, I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten just now."

Seeing that he seemed to be turning into a wolf and eating her, Xi Xichen hurriedly explained with a red face.

Just now in the food court, she only ate a small skewer of mutton skewers, where can she fill her stomach.

Nangong Ming didn't tease her anymore, and took her little hand and walked down the mountain.

"I'll take you to seafood."

"Okay!"

"I won't push it to eat on that street again."

"Why, do you hate it being messy?"

"I hate it being crowded, and the men are touching your clothes."

Xi Xichen immediately understood, no wonder his face was so black just now, it turned out that he was jealous.