Chapter 433 : [The Finale] Sweetness in Five Years Later 1
Sitian cried and laughed, and rushed forward without caring about the debris on the ground. She stretched out her hands and opened the ruins frantically, "Brother Yan...Brother Yan...you have to be good. I...I still have some words to say."
I have time to tell you."
Not far from Sitian, there is a large wine cabinet that is burning crazily. The firefighters are trying to get closer, but Sitian is blocked there. If it is later, the flowers will spread over it, which is extremely dangerous!
Zhao Qiuyu was so frightened that he rushed forward. The fire fighters present shouted impatiently, "What the hell are you going to do? I'll burn you to death later!"
These days, everyone is prone to getting angry, especially in the middle of the night. I don’t know how many people will be affected by this sudden explosion.
Zhao Qiuyu grabbed Sitian and said, "Xiao Tiantian..."
"Brother Yu...this is Brother Yan, don't be like this, come and help!"
Sitian shook off his hand, her fingers hurt so much, she felt the sting seeping into her fingers little by little, tears blurred her vision, but she went crazy, Zhao Qiuyu stepped forward and pulled her again, but
Sitian pushed him away frantically.
Zhao Qiuyu didn't expect her to exert such force, and he sat down on the ground. His butt was just scratched by a few pieces of glass, which made him gasp in pain.
"Get out of here, we have to put out the fire!"
The firefighters were also anxious, but Sitian ignored it and frantically peeled away the debris on the man's body. The black windbreaker was of high quality and looked very much like Dong Chaoyan's.
No……
Sitian's heart was in her throat because her hand touched a large amount of red liquid...
And a...scorched hand!
Sitian's lips and teeth were fighting, and she couldn't say anything. There was a chaotic sound in her ears. Zhao Qiuyu got up, but before he could pull Sitian away, a man rushed forward and dragged Sitian away hard!
Sitian lost all her strength and once again collapsed on that person's body.
Zhao Qiuyu chased after him, but stopped there, watching stupidly.
In my ears, the roars, shouts, and curses of firefighters - people's cries of pain, calls for help... all the sounds were mixed together, and the few drinks nearby were also affected, and the guests rushed as if they were running for their lives.
Drinking, for fear of another terrorist attack...
Sitian sobbed and burst into tears, "Brother Yan...I...Yan..."
The person holding her waist tightly was suspected of taking advantage of her, but she had no intention of paying attention.