Chapter 883: Haitian Movement
Hearing the roar of Tie Xiangyu behind the stone gate, Lan Ruoxin was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out, and she asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?" What's going on? ”
"Yang Huairen, he ...... It seems to be starting to get poisoned. ”
Tie Xiangyu helped Yang Huairen to fall down slowly as he spoke, touching his forehead and cheeks, which were hotter than his arms, even if he was lying on the ground, he was still unconsciously swaying, muttering something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear it clearly.
Lan Ruoxin propped her hands on the stone door, tears couldn't stop gushing out, and her lips were bitten, but she was outside the door, and there was nothing she could do.
"Sister Tie, please save him, I will be a cow and a horse in this life, and I will definitely repay your kindness!"
The first time Tie Xiangyu heard Lan Ruoxin call her sister, she had mixed feelings in her heart, she couldn't figure out what it was like, touching this hot man, she thought about what she would do in the face of such a situation from the beginning.
"I ...... I won't let him die. ”
Her mind was in turmoil, but she could only think of this sentence. This sentence was said to Lan Ruoxin, and it was also said to herself, and only then did she realize what the relationship between men and women should be.
used to be angry with him, blame him, and suspect him, but now, I know that in my heart, I have already begun to care about him, I think of him all the time, and I have done all this for him.
I never thought that she would fight for a man with others, and she never thought that she would give her life to a man who already had a family.
But that true heart was quietly stolen by him invisibly, and he wanted it, but he didn't want it back.
You can't let him die, no matter what, you can't give up everything.
Let him live, live to see the children he thinks about day and night, live to live his great life, live to do his great things, live to realize the dream he has never spoken, but has been working hard.
She quietly unbuttoned her own shirt, untied his, and slowly knelt down, some warm tears in her eyes for some reason, slipping down Yunhong's face and dripping on his chest......
Yang Huairen had a dream in which he was standing on a stone pillar rising from the sea, the top of which was not large, but very flat.
The wind was strong above the sea, and his hair flew and his clothes hunted, but the stone pillar stood tall without the slightest trembling.
In the sky is a bright moon, like a bright disc, and the bleak white moonlight is scattered on the surface of the sea, so that the deep blue waves of the ocean continue to reflect white light.
There were no stars in the night sky, and a large seven-colored cloud floated quickly from a distance, and in the color change, the colorful clouds covered the bright moon, and when the white light was hidden behind the colorful clouds, the ocean became an endless pitch black.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt shot out of the clouds to the ocean, followed by a deafening roar that made the whole person tremble.
The raindrops of beans immediately fell from the sky and fell on Yang Huairen's head, and on his body, on the plane at the top of the stone pillar, there was a sound of "fluttering" and "popping", and the raindrops falling on the ocean were all "whirring" sounds.
Just after the prelude, a shower came, thunder, rain, wind, and the symphony reflected a shocking symphony played by the sea and the sky.
Yang Huairen raised his head in the shower, opened his arms, and let the shower hit his face, which was a fierce refreshment, as if life was boiling with this symphony.
Suddenly, a bright red light shone from behind, illuminating the entire dim surface of the sea, staining the raindrops blood-red.
He couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to find that behind him was a small island in the sea, or rather, a mountain jutting out of the sea.
The part where the foot of the mountain meets the sea is still black, but the top of the mountain has been burned red, and the rain falls on the mountain, and it instantly burns into a cloud of white mist, but it is not visible in an instant.
It's a volcano! Yang Huairen was surprised in his heart, it seemed that he was about to explode!
The top of the mountain burned brighter and brighter, as if it had turned from red to white, and then the whole mountain began to shake, and the waves continued to crash against the rocks at the foot of the mountain again and again, and the white foam churned and was pushed back to the surface of the sea by the boulders, and disappeared into the waves.
Suddenly, there was a loud crack in the mountain, and the white summit was sprayed into the sky like fireworks, shattering into countless hot fragments, scattered in the ocean, lighting up the entire sky and ocean.
Then it burst out of the mountaintop with fiery red magma, along the steep ridge, and mightily rushed to the sea, devouring everything it passed.
The music of Haitian also becomes vast at this moment, and every beat shakes people's hearts, making people afraid, moved, happy, sad, and can't help but sigh at the impermanence of life and the boundlessness of love.
The volcano continued to erupt, and a steady stream of hot magma chased after the partner in front of it, facing the earth-shaking waves.
The magma and the waves finally collided together, but no one was afraid, and they tried their best to rush forward with each other!
The tempo of the movement grew faster and faster, and the heart beat with it, and the lava rushed into the sea, and the waves rose into the sky, and then fell to cover the lava.
The entire volcano was surrounded by steaming heat, like a large curtain, dyed fiery red in the showers, making it impossible to tell whether it was the flames or the ocean.
After a while, the showers suddenly stopped, the volcano quieted down, the sea became gentle, the clouds slowly dispersed, the bright moon gradually faded, and a peaceful dusk appeared in the east, lighting up the mountains, the sea, and the sky.
Yang Huairen's hair and clothes dried immediately somehow, and his whole body became very comfortable, and when he looked at it again, the sky and the sea would be a quiet pale blue, and the originally black volcano also stood calmly on the sea, and he couldn't see the majesty of the past.
At the foot of the mountain, a faint green began to appear, this green gradually spread in the morning light, and in a blink of an eye, the whole mountain was climbed, and the slight sea breeze brought a faint sweet fragrance, and Yang Huairen fell asleep.
When he woke up from the dream, Yang Huairen only heard the hurried hammer and chisel next to him, and his mind was very clear, but he felt a little tired and couldn't move.
There seemed to be a person lying on her bare chest, she breathed evenly, and seemed to sleep very sweetly, somehow, Yang Huairen naturally raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek, and his thumb slowly stroked the soft skin, which was a very familiar feeling.
When he recalls the strange dream just now, he seems to still have palpitations, but in the dark real world, he is extremely calm.
I thought about the events before that dream, but I couldn't remember it anyway, I only remembered that Tie Xiangyu and him were locked in a dark secret room between two stone doors......