Leng Junyi walked upstairs firmly step by step. In his pocket was a USB flash drive containing a short film he had made.
At the end of the short film, in a large field of falling rose petals, a line of large black characters wrote, Ye Weiran, be my girlfriend.
At that time, he will kneel down on one knee and take out the gift he wants to give to Weiran, a ring.
All these tricks were taught to him by Qin Chu. When he was making this short film in the company, he always had a smile on his face.
He thought over and over in his mind about Weiran's surprised expression when he saw the short film, and over and over again the scene of Weiran being moved to accept him.
He thought that tonight, he would be able to announce Weiran's identity and his relationship with Weiran to everyone.
Unexpectedly, before his short film was released, he announced his engagement to Su Mo in front of everyone.
What's even more ironic is that the heroine he originally identified has disappeared mysteriously, and now she doesn't know where she is.
Leng Junyi walked forward step by step, feeling as if his heart was being stabbed with a knife, causing bloody pain.
Leng Junyi sighed deeply and coughed violently because of the thick smoke. His whole body was covered with scorching flames, and the surrounding temperature was unbearable for ordinary people.
"Young Master Leng, be careful." Ali chased after him from behind and handed a towel soaked in water to Leng Junyi.
Leng Junyi tightly grasped the towel with one hand and said gloomily: "Leave me alone and quickly find Weiran's whereabouts."
Leng Junyi covered his mouth and nose tightly with a towel, and then continued walking forward.
The corridor was basically filled with spreading flames, and they were tending to expand. Leng Junyi's brows furrowed tightly.
-------------------------- Weiran was choked awake by the strong smoke. In her dazed consciousness, she only felt like she was in a body.
Just like in an oven, the surrounding area is scorching hot.
Weiran opened his eyes, but what he saw was darkness.
She still remembers that she was with Lu Anqi before she fell into coma. What happened after that? What is this place?
Weiran's head was still dizzy, but the thick smoke kept pouring in, and the temperature on the ground was also scorching, so she had to hold herself up and sit up from the ground.
Weiran sat on the ground for a while, and her eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment.
Only then did Weiran realize that she was in a small utility room, which was filled with all kinds of sundries.
Weiran rubbed her temples vigorously, trying to wake herself up, then stood up from the ground and staggered towards the small door of the utility room.
From the scorching heat of the surroundings and the thick smoke that kept pouring in from the cracks in the door, I felt that something must have happened in the banquet hall at this time, it must be a fire.
She didn't care to think about why she was locked up here, but walked to the door, wanting to open it and leave from here.
As soon as Weiran's hand touched the door handle, she immediately let go as if she was electrocuted.
The temperature on the doorknob could no longer be described as hot. Weiran felt as if her palms had blisters, burning and painful.
Weiran lowered his head and blew cool air on his palms to alleviate the burning feeling in his palms.
Weiran lowered his head and looked, found a broken rag from the corner, then put the rag on the door handle, and opened the door carefully little by little.
However, no matter how hard she tried, the door handle did not loosen at all, and it seemed that it was locked from the outside.
"Help, is there anyone..." Weiran suddenly patted the door anxiously, but there was no movement outside.
Weiran also knew that in such a situation, everyone would run for their lives. How could anyone come to save her now?
Wei Ran stood helplessly in this utility room of a few square meters, feeling a little bit of despair welling up in her heart.
She didn't know how long the fire would last. If no one came to rescue her, she would probably choke to death from the thick smoke that kept coming in.
She had thought of committing suicide before, but now that she had regained hope of living, God had played such a big joke on her. It was really ironic.
Wei Ran smiled bitterly, no, she couldn't sit still and wait for death, she had to cheer up and find a way to survive on her own.
For such a big fire, someone should have called the fire alarm quickly. If she could hold on there until the fire brigade arrived, she should be fine.
Weiran dug around in the corner of the utility room for a while and found several rags. She stuffed the rags into the cracks in the door so that the smoke would not come in so quickly.
After sealing all the cracks in the door, Weiran searched around the utility room again, hoping to find something useful.
But there were only some tattered things in the utility room, nothing that could be used at all.
Weiran sat on the ground in despair and took a breath. At this time, she saw a rusty hammer in the corner.
Weiran suddenly felt happy and quickly picked up the hammer from the corner.
If she could break open the utility room door with a hammer, wouldn't she be able to escape from here?
Weiran's heart was suddenly filled with hope. She picked up the hammer and hit the door lock hard.
Weiran never knew she had such great strength. Perhaps such a critical moment inspired her potential. She swung the hammer and smashed the door lock hard.
The hammer hit the iron lock and made a crisp sound, like hitting her heart again and again.
Weiran didn't expect that the door lock in the utility room would be so strong. She had been banging it for a long time. Her mouth was numb from the shock, and her arms began to feel sore. She couldn't swing the hammer at all. The iron on the door
The lock still doesn't move.
Weiran was so tired that she finally stopped, looked at the iron lock that was still intact, and bit her lip tightly.
Wei Ran took a breath and continued to smash the iron lock hard. At this moment, there was only one thought in her heart, she must get out alive, she could not die in here.
At this time, in the corridor where the fire was spreading, Leng Junyi kicked open the doors one after another with all his strength, but there was no figure of Wei Ran inside.
Seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, Leng Junyi felt anxious in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
At this time, he suddenly heard a strange sound, like someone knocking on the door with something.
Leng Junyi's heart suddenly trembled, and he walked forward step by step in the direction of the sound.
The sound came from a small utility room at the end of the corridor. When Leng Junyi walked over, the banging sound disappeared again.
Leng Junyi frowned tightly, thinking that he might have heard wrong.
Moreover, judging from the photos Bai Xinping gave him, Weiran was taken on the bed in a room. How could she be in the utility room?
Leng Junyi shook his head gently, then turned around, preparing to go to other rooms to take a look.
Just when Leng Junyi turned around and was about to leave, the banging sound sounded again, and it conveyed an extremely firm meaning.
Leng Junyi's footsteps paused, he frowned tightly, and asked in a deep voice: "Weiran, are you in there?"
Weiran, who was banging the lock in the utility room, suddenly heard someone calling her name. The cold and domineering voice was very much like Leng Junyi's voice.
Did Leng Junyi come to save her? Or was she hallucinating because she was too nervous?
Weiran stopped what she was doing. There was a layer of sweat on her palms, and she could hardly hold the hammer.
For a long time, there was no movement outside, and the excitement in Weiran's heart gradually dissipated.
Just when she was beginning to despair, she heard the cold voice coming firmly again: "Weiran, are you in there?"
Weiran felt indescribably moved and shocked this time. She never thought that in such a life-and-death moment, this man would stay by her side without hesitation.
Crystal tears suddenly welled up in Weiran's eyes. She covered her mouth with one hand and said in a choked voice: "I'm in there, save me..."
Wei Ran shouted loudly, but she was afraid that Leng Junyi wouldn't hear her. She threw herself at the door and slapped the door panel with her hands.
Leng Junyi, who was standing outside the door, heard Wei Ran's response, and his heart finally dropped, with a smile on his lips that felt like he was relieved.
"Weiran, stand back and I'll help you out." Leng Junyi said in a deep voice, his voice still filled with arrogance and coldness.
Upon hearing this, Weiran took a step back and pressed against the wall behind the utility room.
Only a loud bang was heard, and the door of the utility room was kicked open by Leng Junyi.
As soon as the door opened, the sudden heat brought in made Weiran feel like she couldn't open her eyes.
Weiran squinted her eyes gently and saw the tall man standing outside the door.
The man was wearing a black suit, his handsome profile was tense, and his cool lips were tightly pursed. He stood there quietly, but he had an aura that made people's hearts beat.
Weiran's feet suddenly caught something and she stumbled, almost falling.
Leng Junyi took a big step forward, held Weiran's waist with his big hands, and gently pulled Weiran into his arms.
"Are you okay?" Leng Junyi said calmly, his thin lips parted slightly.
For the first time, Weiran felt that every move of this man was so fascinating and moved her heart.
She couldn't help but move her hands slightly, and finally grabbed the hem of his clothes and whispered, "I'm fine."
"The fire is getting bigger and bigger, we must get out immediately." Leng Junyi calmly analyzed the situation in front of him, with a cold light in his narrow eyes.