Is she going to be burned to death?

Countless shots flashed through my mind, her in her past life, and her in this life. Is it possible to die again?

His eyes gradually closed, his body gradually became paralyzed, and his throat seemed to be tightly pinched by someone's hand, making it difficult to breathe.

With her last breath, in a trance, she seemed to sense that someone had come in and picked her up.

"Hold on, hold on......" This is the sentence that has been echoing in her ears, and the voice is very beautiful, very beautiful.

Looking up again, there was a white wall, and a person standing by the wall.

"Is that you?" Xue Qing'er looked at the elegant young man in front of him who had only met a few times, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes wandered.

Seeing her wake up, he hurriedly handed the water cup to her lips and grabbed her shoulder with one hand.

Obviously not used to being served like this by a boy, Xue Qing'er quickly took a sip and gently struggled to push him away with her hand.

The boy stood up awkwardly and coughed lightly.

"Thank you!" Xue Qing'er looked at the tall and thin Jian Ange in front of her and spoke. She didn't bury the fire, and the boy in front of her had been guarding her, which made her naturally think that he had saved her from the fire.

"No, you're welcome......" He replied shyly as he put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at the slightly haggard face on the hospital bed.

"Do you want fruit?" He sat down, took a banana from the bedside table, carefully opened it, and handed it to Xue Qing'er.

"No, you can eat, my head is still a little dizzy, I want to sleep for a while!" Xue Qing'er thanked him for his kindness, shook her head, and slowly closed her eyes.

I remember that before entering the locker room, she saw Li Chengbin sitting in the dressing room outside, with a very serious expression.

At that time, I don't know who suddenly turned off the lights, locked the door, and lit a fire. This matter does not seem so simple.

She lay quietly, sensing the sound of Jian Ange opening the door and going out and then carefully closing the door. She opened her eyes slightly, wondering when he had come and saved her.

However, in any case, she is very grateful to him.

Jian Ange went to another ward, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the person on the hospital bed talking to him with difficulty: "How is she?" ”

"Good!" Jian Ange replied, and then sat on the stool, quietly, silently.

Last night, the fire made him remember it very much now.

I remember that he just happened to pass by this single-family school building where evening parties are often held, but he found that the smoke in front of him was billowing and the flames were soaring into the sky, and the air seemed to be ignited in an instant, and the sky was like day.

And in the midst of the fire, a man rushed out, his clothes were black and tattered by the fire, and his face was also colored, and he handed him a person, a woman to be precise: "Help me take her to the hospital!" ”

As soon as he held the girl who was suddenly stuffed into his arms, the boy in front of him had already fainted.

Jian Ange has always been a withdrawn boy, his world is full of mathematical formulas and calculations, and his life is also calculated very accurately.

The fire, he had only seen it on TV in the past, but last night, it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes, the monstrous flames were really terrifying, and Li Chengbin, who came out of Xue Qing'er with Xue Qing'er in his arms, he also admired it very much.

"Don't ......" Li Chengbin's mouth snorted softly, and he could only hear it when he got closer, and he was saying the word "don't".

"Don't want anything?" Although he was beaten by him for the first time, he still felt a little more pity when he saw his current appearance of just surviving the fire.