Chapter two hundred and eighty ninth
The two of them walked away from the house together.
He Tingchen seemed to have not come back to his senses from the scene in front of him. He looked at the burning flames in a daze, as if he was thinking about how the surprise he had just prepared for a long time turned into a sea of fire in an instant.
Because of the burning heat, the hot stream that hits the house can faintly smell the fragrance of roses. However, in the red flame, half of the candles that have not burned out must have turned into a flame.
Zuo Qingsheng woke up first. Looking at the sea of fire in front of him, they thought that the two of them could not extinguish it. Fortunately, all the flames were concentrated in the house and there were no other families around him, so they would not cause any trouble to the neighbors.
However, it is precisely because of this that no one discovered anything unusual in the house that made such a sea of fire burn and burn hot without realizing it.
After grabbing the cell phone in their arms, dialing the number of the fire truck, and reporting the location here, the two of them had nothing else to do. They could only stand at a safe distance at the door, while waiting for the fire truck, looking at the house swallowed by the fire.
He Tingchen behind him seemed to finally wake up from his dazed expression, looking at the sea of fire, his face was as deep as water.
The entire house had been burned. Even if they rushed in, there was no possibility of extinguishing the fire. They could only stand here and stare blankly. Because it was night, they could not see thick smoke coming out around them. Even if they had just arrived here, they did not arouse his alert at all when they saw the flames in the house.
It's so... I regret it!
"Is it okay?"
Zuo Qingsheng, who was around him, looked at his expression, but was smiling carefully.
He Tingchen's face became colder. He glanced at her, but focused his eyes on the house, as if it was about to have an attack.
Seeing his expression, Zuo Qingsheng immediately laughed.
The man had to look back and see her again.
The smile on Zuo Qingsheng's face was shining with the jumping fire as if it had a bright color. She smiled happily and said, "I really didn't expect that what you said was to burn the house for me to show you?"
Hearing her pretending to be relaxed and joking, He Tingchen took a deep breath helplessly, and seemed to feel a little disdainful, but he slowly shook his head.
Under Zuo Qingsheng's gaze, he could only shake his head, but he thought in his heart that he was embarrassed now. How could he tell Zuo Qingsheng what he really thought? If he said that, he was actually placing candles at home today and wanted to wait until she came back and then propose to her after seeing such a surprise.
But if I said this, I would probably be able to laugh to death by her.
For a proposal, the expensive house was burned down. Only He Tingchen could do it?
Seeing that his face was not good-looking, Zuo Qingsheng had no choice but to stop worrying about this matter.
"Okay, if you have any leftovers in the old house, you can't take them away even if you rush in now. It's just a pity that such a luxurious house will probably have to work hard for several years."
Seeing that she was also sad, He Tingchen became even more depressed.
Although the old house is indeed worth ten thousand yuan, he was able to rebuild a brand new and more luxurious house before this. It was a pity that there were so many things in the house, and perhaps there were many childhood memories, many things that I once wanted to keep, and maybe in this fire, it was burned out and turned into black and gray on the side.
The two of them returned to the car. After such a busy life tonight, they had not been able to take a good rest until now. Seeing the feeling of care in He Tingchen's expression, Zuo Qingsheng couldn't help but become gentle.
"Don't be sad... Although the things you want to keep cannot be controlled by you at all, at least they have appeared in your memory, and the future longing will only be deeper."
Zuo Qingsheng could probably guess what he was thinking at this time, but that today's surprise would be swept away by a sudden fire, and the things in the house could never be preserved.
Once when she came to the old house, she saw a lot of exquisite things. However, since it was an old house, it was very likely that He Tingchen lived when he was a child. There were not only things that could be touched, but also many memories from the past.
Perhaps it was a stack of photos left behind, a dusty letter, or something worth remembering, all burned completely by this fire. Even at this time, all the fires had been wiped out, and I guess they could not see a complete thing.
He Tingchen looked up at her, and there was something more in his tone.
"It's okay... it's good that people can be safe. The things in the past should be thrown away. If this is the case, I will never let go of my hands in my life."
He laughed, but Zuo Qingsheng heard a little bitterness and helplessness from the laughter. The woman reached out to touch his face and gently kissed it on his forehead.
"Yeah, I know."
He Tingchen thought that he didn't want her to worry, so he smiled at her and said.
"Oh, actually, what I feel most disappointed is the surprise I was going to prepare for you today. Now I can't see it completely, but I can still describe the scene I saw for the first time..."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen into memories again.
"We arranged an afternoon surprise and bought two large boxes of things. I inserted a handful of roses into the room where things could be stuffed into it. The red color was like the fire scene now. The ground was filled with pink love with candles. Even if the room was very dark at that time, it was illuminated by the fire."
Zuo Qingsheng glanced at him and smiled, "What's so good? Did you guys arrange it together with Gu Yuan?"
The man reached out and hugged her, with a slight tone of emotion.
"Well, it looks so good. To be honest, I was shocked by myself at that time. I even went to you with great enthusiasm. I forgot to take a photo and save it. Fortunately, I didn't take it. Otherwise, I would regret not being able to see that photo in the future!"
The man's tone of regret made Zuo Qingsheng laugh. When he heard her endurance laughter, He Tingchen did not do anything and just said leisurely.
"But in the future, I will still give you a more thrilling beautiful scene than today. This time I will treat it as learning a lesson so that I can gain more experience for the next time..."
Listening to his self-comfortable tone, Zuo Qingsheng couldn't help laughing, raised his head from his arms, and the two looked at each other's eyes. The gentle expression could not be reduced even in the burning flames. Instead, it made the woman's eyes more rippling and the man's eyes more picturesque.
"Then I have to look forward to the next surprise. If you can't impress me, you have to laugh at you hard with this account book."
She smiled so hard that her branches were trembling in the man's arms. It was obvious that she wanted He Tingchen to no longer be infected by the sad emotions just now, but wouldn't she be even more sad?
He Tingchen smiled and kissed her forehead. He said slowly to the sound of the arrival of the fire truck.
"I am really grateful to be able to meet you and to continue to be with me."
Zuo Qingsheng was shocked by his smile. The man had already got out of the car and talked to the firefighters. Soon, a ladder had been set up in the car, and the water column soaring into the sky sprayed into the old house. Not long after, all the flames in the house had been extinguished.
Although nothing was expected to survive, fortunately there were no casualties in this fire.
When He Tingchen returned to the car, he collapsed in the woman's arms, his eyes closed exhausted, and he sighed.
"No one was injured at all... I'm just seriously injured? Alas... it's so painful!"
Zuo Qingsheng smiled and glanced at him and said.
"If you are really in pain, why would I take you to the hospital now and see your young friend who is a doctor? I think he will definitely comfort you and calm your wounded heart."
He Tingchen glared at her.
But he no longer had to worry about this topic. Looking at the charred house illuminated by the headlights, he showed a thoughtful look and murmured.
"Even if we put a lot of candles in the house, aren't there any trays under the candles? Even if the candles are burned, they will not directly touch the floor. How could it be so severe that the whole house would burn down?"
A hint of suspicion appeared in his expression, and several thoughts flashed through Zuo Qingsheng's mind, but it was still fruitless. "I don't know, did they say why?"
He Tingchen shook his head, "It's just because the candles burned to the floor and the furniture are cold..."
He thought about it, but he reached out to pick up the phone in the car.
Chapter completed!