Chapter 1: Nightmares Strike

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In the quiet night, the citizens of C City were sleeping quietly with fresh air, except for Huang Zhe, lying on his bed, sweating, breathing rapidly, and his face was hideous, because he had a nightmare, and this nightmare had plagued him for ten years, and every year today, Huang Zhe is worse than dead. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mom, don't mom, don't turn on the lights." In his sleep, Huang Zhe was awakened, he was sweating profusely, his mouth was open, he sat up, and kept comforting himself. Nervous breathing, forcing him, unable to fall asleep again.

This dream once again reminded him of what happened ten years ago.

In the scorching summer, the sun shines on the earth. In such a hot weather, the people on the streets hurried here, as if they didn't want to stay here for a moment.

But for Huang Zhe's family, today is even colder than winter. Because on this day, Huang Zhe lost his kind mother, and Huang Zhe's father, Huang Yaozong, lost his loving wife.

On this day...... "Son, mom went to the supermarket to buy something, you are good at home, don't move." Mom kindly advised.

"Well, I know, Mom, don't worry." Huang Zhe, who was playing with toys, didn't look back. Crunch, the door opened, and the mom who was ready left the house.

Xiao Zhe was playing with toys at home alone, "Mmmm......, my mother is really stingy, she won't let me touch anything, I'm eight years old." ”

"It's true, other people's children can help with the housework." He threw away the toys he was holding and ran to the kitchen. "I also have to help my mother with the housework, I'll cook, and wait for my mother to come back and surprise her"

After speaking, he reached out and turned on the gas switch, and wanted to pick up a match and light it, but the eight-year-old child's clumsy little hand did not make a fire after three or four strokes.

By this time, a large amount of liquefied gas from the gas had been emitted, and the smell of the gas had smoked the kitchen. Xiao Zhe'er couldn't stand the smell and wanted to replace the gas switch.

But it was too late, and although the gas was turned off, a large amount of gas was already leaking.

Xiao Zhe suddenly remembered that his mother once said, "If the air in the house is not good, open the window to let in the air" Xiao Zhe thought of this and immediately wanted to open the window.

But an eight-year-old boy is not tall enough to easily grab the handle on the window. I didn't touch it even if I didn't touch it.

Xiao Zhe thought about it and ran to the living room to get a small low stool, stood on it, just enough to grab the handle and pull it hard, but he lost his foot, fell off the low stool, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the painful Xiao Zhe cried.

At this time, the door opened, and the mother came home after buying her things, and as soon as she opened the door, she heard her son's cry. "What's wrong, Xiao Zhe? What happened to you? ”

Mom didn't know what Xiao Zhe was doing at home, and she didn't know that the kitchen was full of liquefied gas, so she casually turned on the energy-saving lamp at the door.

You must know that if a closed home is filled with liquefied gas, the lights must not be turned on, because the light switch will generate sparks in the circuit.

"Mom, don't turn on the lights," Xiao Zhe shouted urgently.

Bang, with a loud bang, the liquefied gas in the kitchen was ignited and burst into flames, and it couldn't stop burning.

"Oh, no!" The mother was stunned by the sight in front of her, and rushed into the kitchen in a panic, picked up her son and ran out. But the fire was so big that it couldn't get out after rushing in.

Both mother and son were trapped in the fire, and the smoke was filled, and both mother and son choked enough, so they had to cry out for help. "Help, come on, help us."

People on the street heard the call for help and hurriedly called the fire alarm, and some rushed upstairs and slammed the door to save people.

Because the liquefied gas was widely dispersed, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and even extended to the living room, Zhe's mother wanted to rush out with her son in her arms several times, but was ruthlessly pressed back by the fire.

In desperation, Zhe's mother had no choice but to open the window, pick up the kitchen knife and hit the railing of the window hard.

At this time, the fire rescue vehicle also arrived, and the fire police team members carried out the firefighting operation freely. The ladder truck is raised, ready to save Xiao Zhe's mother and son. With a "clang", the protective railing on the window was completely shot down.

"Quick...... Please...... Save my son first. The fire police team members hurriedly reached out and hugged Xiao Zhe, and when they turned around and just wanted to pick up Zhe's mother, the gas suddenly exploded.

In an emergency, the driver of the ladder truck immediately retracted the telescopic ladder to avoid injuries to Xiao Zhe and the police, but ...... Xiao Zhe's mother ......

After a while, the fire was extinguished.

The fire police rushed into the house and saw only a charred and charred corpse. Unrecognizable, it is impossible to tell the beginning and the end.

Huang Zhe's father, Huang Yaozong, happened to take leave today and bought fruit melon seeds and returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he collapsed and burst into tears, but he had to be strong and calm and comfort Xiao Zhe, "Child, it's okay, it's not your fault"

Xiao Zhe cried aggrievedly, "Dad, it's me, it's me who did what I did wrong, Mom, Mom." "Woooooooooo Huang Yaozong comforted his son and was busy tidying up.

The onlookers also dispersed. At night, Huang Yaozhong hugged Xiao Zhe and said, "Son, go to sleep, I'll sleep at home today, and sleep with you."

Huang Zhe's mother, Shen Fei, was buried in the fire because Huang Zhe was naughty and ignorant.

At that time, Huang Zhe was only eight years old, so ten years have passed since this incident, but on this day every year, Huang Zhe can't help but recall the events of that year, and at night, he will have nightmares and dream of the scene at that time.

Now Huang Zhe, is an eighteen-year-old lively and cheerful boy, learning in school is also one of the best, since he was a child, he likes to practice martial arts very much, has practiced a good martial arts, and is now the only coach of a well-known martial arts club in C City.

It happened to be during the winter vacation, Huang Zhe was on his way to the club, and met a girl halfway through, sitting alone on the side of the road, Huang Zhe walked over with doubts, "Hello, what's wrong with you?" Is there anything I can do for you? ”

The girl who was sitting on the ground, when she saw someone questioning, hurriedly stood up and begged Huang Zhe, "Sir, sir, I beg you, you can lend me some money, my wallet was stolen, and I have no money to go home." ”

Huang Zhe is a kind-hearted and helpful person, although he doesn't know if this girl is a liar or not, but when he sees such a thing, he can't stand idly by, and without saying a word, he took out the more than 200 yuan he carried with him and gave it to the girl.

That girl, I didn't expect Huang Zhe to be so generous, and after being very grateful, she left.

However, Huang Zhe would never have thought that the girl he helped today would bring immeasurable help to his future future.

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