Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 122 The Only Redemption

Time passed by without a sound.

But the alarm clock didn't go off.

Ten minutes before the ringing, for some reason, she suddenly panicked.

His heart was pounding, and even a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It's an instinct.

Like a nightmare, she suddenly woke up from her sleep.

Suddenly, an ethereal alarm bell came from beside my ear.

Mixed with the chaotic discussions of the crowd, far and near, I couldn't hear what was being said.

Immediately, Song Xiaolin smelled the increasingly thick and pungent smell of burning fire in the air.

And, the burning feeling all over the body.

Her head was swollen and hurt badly, she didn't realize the danger was approaching, she just wanted to find out what was going on downstairs.

She reluctantly got out of bed and opened the curtains. Through a pane of glass, flames of flames shot up like tongues, and instantly reflected in her pupils, piercing the darkness in the room. She was startled, and suddenly Waking up, I finally understood what had happened.

This small hotel is on fire!

A group of people surrounded it, and several fire trucks.

At this moment, she was surrounded by great fear, she hurriedly opened the window, a gust of cold wind penetrated into her bones, mixed with the choking smoke, even tears were choked out, she had no time to cough, dumbfounded just woke up With a fever, he shouted: "Help, help! Is there anyone? Help me..."

Unfortunately, it was so noisy downstairs that no one heard her cry for help.

Fortunately, the proprietress of the hotel saw her as soon as she looked up, and hurriedly said: "The little girl from 507 hasn't escaped yet..."

It was later heard that the fire was deliberately set on fire.

This small hotel is already quite old, with a lot of wooden furniture, even the handrails of the stairs are made of wood, coupled with the dry climate of Shanghai City, and a lot of flammable items piled up in the warehouse, sparks spark gasoline, All the way into the kitchen, the gas tank exploded, and within a few minutes, everything they went was submerged in flames. By the time the fire truck arrived, the entire hotel had already been engulfed in flames and was in danger.

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There is a guardrail outside the window, so I can't jump out of the window.

Back then, a woman almost committed suicide by jumping out of the window. The proprietress was frightened to death. After learning her lesson, she installed guardrails on every window.

Now, the only exit is the locked door.

Song Xiaolin didn't want to sit still.

Obviously, in half an hour, she will be able to see Lu Jingyan.

How can she die here?
No!She must not die here!
She can't die here!
At that moment, the desire to live and the strong longing actually defeated the great fear.

She struggled to open the door, the aisle outside the door was already on fire, the flames were flying wildly, a chandelier on the ceiling was crumbling, the light was flickering, the murals on the white wall fell with a bang, accompanied by sharp noises With a cracking sound, the glass frame shattered all over the floor, and the thick black smoke choked her nasal cavity even more.

She couldn't help coughing violently, even coughing until her lungs hurt.

But in the air, in addition to the choking smoke, there is also a strong smell of gasoline.

gasoline?Where does the gasoline come from?
She realized in a trance that the fire might not be simple.

But there are raging fires on all sides, and the burning is getting more intense, and there is a high possibility of an explosion. This building is already crumbling and cannot withstand tossing. In a short time, everything left here will be destroyed. Destroyed, buried in the ruins after the sea of ​​fire.

At that time, I was afraid that I could only wait to die.

Everything will be too late.

She couldn't wait for the firefighters to come to her rescue.

She has no extra time to hesitate.

Song Xiaolin picked up the quilt and threw it into the bathroom, then turned on the shower and faucet.

There was a muffled sound of water.

Soon, the entire quilt was soaked.

Then, she dragged the quilt to cover her body, but the drenched quilt was extremely heavy, like carrying a mountain on her back, and it was almost difficult to move.

But this is the only way out.

No matter what, she must see Lu Jingyan.

Holding such a strong belief, she used all her strength to rush out of the room, all she wanted was to escape from this sea of ​​consuming flames.

The fire was so powerful that even though the quilt was covered with damp and cold, one could still feel the scorching heat of the whole body.

At this moment, Song Xiaolin's mind was blank, and he was so smoked that he burst into tears.

The oxygen in her breath also disappeared one by one during the long escape, except for the sound of endless flames burning, and her heavy panting, every time she panted, it seemed like she was about to suffocate suddenly, and she was still breathing Burning, the head is dizzy and heavy, not only the physical strength is gradually weakened, but also the consciousness is gradually fading.

After all, she couldn't hold it anymore.

The precariously thin body slowly fell down.

At the last glance, the brilliant clouds in the distance were reflected into her eyes through a window, and a burst of flames was clustered. In the firelight, the colors of the clouds became more intense.

The psychedelic light and shadow illuminated the entire sky red, as if God knocked over a huge bucket of red paint.

so beautiful……

However, she could no longer enjoy the same sunset with Lu Jingyan.

She is about to die.

What a pity.

As twilight fell, there was only despair.

In such a beautiful sunset and twilight, she slowly closed her eyes.

Thoughts drifted far, far away, and the sea of ​​fire also went away.

It's so far away that she can't see clearly, and she can't touch it, and it's false and true.

Her lips were pale, and she moved subconsciously with the last bit of strength, "Lu Jingyan..."

Lu Jingyan.

"Brother, I'm afraid."

The man who sang the buffoon had a face with unremoved makeup, which made her cry again.

Six-year-old Song Xiaolin is really timid and loves to play.

"Don't be afraid, I'll give you a piece of candy, and you won't be afraid after eating it."

A chocolate candy lay quietly in the immature hands of 11-year-old Lu Jingyan.

Also reflected in her eyes.

Chocolate candies are sweet and not bitter at all.

"Brother, will you not want me in the future?"

"will not."

Without exception, the answer has always been firm.

"Brother, why do people have to eat every day?"

"Because if you don't eat, you will die."

"What is death?"

"Dead, that is, you will never see me again, and I will never see you again."

She was frightened and cried: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die, brother, we don't want to die, okay?"

"it is good."

……

In fact, death is not terrible.

Compared with death, what Song Xiaolin fears most has always been that he will never see Lu Jingyan again.

And now, is she really dead?
As if placed in the third space.

Short and long, like a century.

Suddenly, an urgent and gentle voice, also the most familiar voice, came to my ears slowly, mixed with heavy breathing:
"Child--"

It seems to cut through the layers of the sky, break through the gaps of time and space, come from the deep sea, come from the ashes, pass through the glaciers of the Arctic, pass through the land where all things are revived, and pass through the withering of the four seasons, so far away that it is blocked It has overturned thousands of mountains, and even subverted the whole world. It is the only ray of salvation that descends from the darkness.

If there is a god in the world, then he is the god who saves all living beings.

(End of this chapter)