The sudden news made Nian Xiaomu wake up at once.

He sat up from the bed, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, "What did you say?" What's wrong? ”

I don't know what the phone said again.

After a while, Nian Xiaomu hung up the phone, and Yu Yuehan on the side had already sat up, looked at her pale face, reached out and touched her head, and asked sideways, "What's wrong, I looked panicked, aren't I still here?" ”

In normal times, when Nian Xiaomu heard him say such narcissistic words, he would definitely laugh at him shamelessly.

But today, she put her phone aside, raised her head, and her voice was a little empty, "I just received the news that the garment factory is on fire......"

It's on fire.

As soon as the word "fire" flashed in Nian Xiaomu's mind, her body trembled unconsciously.

It was a fear engraved in the depths of memory.

When she came back to her senses, she hurriedly lifted the quilt and went to change her clothes.

It's just that as soon as I walked to the wardrobe, my feet were a little weak, and I grabbed the hand of the wardrobe, and I didn't have the strength to open the cabinet door.

Yu Yuehan hugged her from behind, hugged her tightly in his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, seemed to see her fear, his thin lips pressed against her ear, and whispered softly.

"Nian Xiaomu, it's all over, and I will be by your side in the future."

Never again, let you go through those horrible things alone.

Yu Yuehan's reassurance worked, Nian Xiaomu's mood calmed down, and he hurriedly cleaned up and rushed to the garment factory.

By the time they arrived, the fire had been extinguished, but most of the garment factory had been burned down.

Yang Tezhu had already inquired about the news for them in advance, and stood aside to report, "The fire suddenly burned in the middle of the night, and the cause of the accident is unknown at present, because there is a large amount of cloth stored in the garment factory, and other processing materials are flammable......

Before Yang Tezhu finished speaking, Nian Xiaomu saw Director Hong.

He stood at the gate of the garment factory, looking at the factory that was almost in ruins, and cried uncontrollably.

Many people around him were persuading him.

Fire trucks, ambulances, plus the wounded, and a mess of factories......

In this way, there was no chaos at the scene, only low crying, which was very depressing.

The workers in the factory gathered at the door, watching the place they regarded as "home" being burned to the ground, almost all of them cried until they choked like Director Hong.

Many of them were injured in the fire.

Emergency treatment is being carried out at the ambulance.

Noticing Nian Xiaomu's gaze, Yang Tezhu sighed, "The workers who stayed behind were the first to find out that the fire was on fire, they are all old employees here, and they have deep feelings for the garment factory......

Yang Tezhu couldn't bear to continue.

The fabrics were almost destroyed after seeing open flames, and even if they were moved out, they could no longer be used.

Pity those workers, they can only watch as their most cherished things, their favorite homes, are burned to ruins.

What is more desperate than trying everything to almost take your life, and in the end you can't change anything?