In the future, she should be good to him, be a qualified wife, and love him with all her heart, just like a mother does to a father.

However, all this is no longer possible.

"Little deer." Shen Lingyu hugged her into his arms again, very satisfied, but with a faint trace of regret.

In the past, although she would respond to him for being kind to her, she was still a little estranged after all.

And at this moment, after experiencing such life and death, their hearts seem to be closer, but they don't know if they will be able to live after the next hour.

"Brother Qi Yu." Ling Baolu hugged him, and for the first time felt that life could be so regrettable.

Could this be the end of her life?

At the end of her life, she was not alone, and she was very fortunate to have him by her side.

But it's a pity that she is only nineteen years old, and he is only twenty-seven years old.

"We are all so young, Brother Qi Yu, are we going to be burned to death?" Ling Baolu reluctantly called the police, she was in danger, and she was even more attached to life.

"It doesn't matter." Shen Lingyu hugged her, "I don't regret being able to die with you, Xiaolu'er, if there is an afterlife, we will be together." ”

"Uh-huh." Ling Baolu nodded, "Let's die together, walk the Huangquan Road together, reincarnate together, don't be too far away from me, we must know each other from a young age in the next life." ”

Hearing this, Shen Lingyu felt sad in his heart, hugged her into his arms, and kissed him on the forehead, "Okay, let's meet again in the next life, Xiaolu'er, you must remember me." ”

She nodded, so choked that she couldn't speak anymore.

"Don't cry, fawn, there's less and less oxygen." Shen Lingyu lowered his head and kissed her lips, "Let's not get too excited, let the mood calm down, so that we will need a little less oxygen, save a little oxygen, and we can survive to the end." ”

"Hmm." Ling Baolu tried hard to ask himself not to be sad anymore, not to cry, trying to calm his mood down, and his breathing slowly slowed down.

Outside the door, there was still a raging fire, burning wantonly.

Ling Baolu leaned on Shen Lingyu's shoulder, neither of them spoke, just snuggled up to each other until they slowly became dizzy and uncomfortable due to lack of oxygen, and finally lost consciousness.

"Little deer, little deer......" Shen Lingyu looked at the person whose head had lost gravity and was in his neck socket, and hugged her into his arms in distress, and called her nickname uneasily, "Little deer, look at me, open your eyes, look at my ......"

She didn't react, the nails on her hands and the originally pink lips began to appear bruised, and her face was covered in sweat and lifeless.

Shen Lingyu panicked, holding him close to his chest, his eyes were red from fear, tears were pouring down, and the expression on his face was distorted.

He hugged her, tears slid down his face with a distorted expression, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly, so reluctant, so afraid.

There is not much oxygen, but for the fire outside, there is not a lot of oxygen, because the oxygen poured in from the outside is supplied to the outside flame to burn, and the oxygen in this small space is not enough for them to breathe, and it is taken away by the outside flame.

Burn; Heat, lack of oxygen, disheartened.

The only thing Shen Lingyu wanted to do was to hug the little deer he cared about the most in his life, and it didn't matter if he died, it would be good to be with her.