What happened to Xiao Jian? From the moment he got on the train, he began to be irritable, he began to be irritable and irrepressible, an irritability that had never been seen before. What happened to him? How can you feel this way? Could it be that something had happened that made his heart tremble? No, he couldn't bear this feeling, he suddenly felt like a trapped beast, and he was about to go crazy when he was tormented by this feeling. Something must have happened, and he sensed that something was wrong.

So, he got off the bus halfway, bought a return ticket as fast as he could, and hurried back.

It was dark, and the cold moonlight projected the angular ridges onto the white-glowing path. The cold wind shook the branches as if the moon were dancing palely. Xiao Jian's sturdy figure walked through the shadows of the trees, running anxiously and restlessly. In the blink of an eye, he was at the place where Merlin had turned, and he slowed down.

"What smell?" He sniffled and frowned, "Looks like something has been burned." He muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he saw the light of the fire flickering in the Merlin dozens of meters away. "Not good," he cried, and did not bother to follow the path, and ran straight through the bushy barren beach to Merlin.

Sure enough, there was a fire in the house, the door was closed, and fire and smoke came out of the window. He kicked open the door and rushed inside. Xiao Jian, Xiao Jian, he was in a mess at this time, yes, as long as he thought that Yunmeng might still be inside, he forgot everything, and he even forgot the most basic self-rescue measures when fighting fires. No, it's not that he forgot, it's that he can't care about anything. For the sake of Yunmeng, he can't care about anything.

Smoke billowed from the room, and nothing could be seen clearly. He opened his eyes wide and put out the fire, and searched for a figure in the smoke and firelight. Finally, he saw Yun Zhe shivering, Yun Zhe was already frightened, he was curled up in the corner, the fire was drawing his clothes, he was whining in despair.

Xiao Jian rushed over and extinguished the fire on Yun Zhe's body. Then, he grabbed Yun Zhe and ran out. Yun Zhe was stupid, and he frantically pounced on Xiao Jian. Xiao Jian picked him up, the roof caught fire, and something kept falling on Xiao Jian's body and head. Xiao Jian bent down and protected Yun Zhe. A purlin fell and smashed into Xiao Jian's waist. Xiao Jian endured the pain and threw Yun Zhe out of the window. Then, he turned back. He shouted Yun Meng's name, looking for Yun Meng's shadow piece by piece, and he was relieved until he confirmed that Yun Meng was not here. Now he was about to withdraw, but it was too late, and the fire led to his hair and clothes, and he withdrew out the door while the fire was fighting, when suddenly a puff of smoke came and he was dark, and he fainted.

The cold wind echoed over the open field, whining like a woman's weeping......

A few minutes later, Yun Meng's figure appeared in the firelight, and she went to school, only to know that Yun Zhe had gone home from vacation. She hurried home and came to take Yun Zhe with her.

Stunned by the fire, she picked up a shovel and prepared to rush into the house. At this time, her foot kicked something, she lowered her head, and saw Yun Zhe's twisted body, he was trembling all over, and his eyes were stiff.

"Xiao Zhe!" Yunmeng was frightened, and she cried out anxiously.

"Fire!" Yun Zhewei screamed, opened his arms, and ran into the depths of the field......

----------He's crazy.

Yun Meng didn't bother to glance at the hut in the ashes, she didn't know that Xiao Jian had already returned and was lying in the embers. She thought it was only the furniture that was burning, the things she had decided to give up. She picked up the package and chased after her.