I wanted to speak, but I couldn't muster the strength. Tears welled up in my eyes, turning the whole piece of fire into flames.
"Qing'er..." Darius covered his head, hurriedly squatted in front of me, picked up my handcuffed hands, and used something to pry the handcuffs.
"Let's go!" Before Yan Ye and I could react, Darius had already thrown a pair of silver handcuffs aside and helped me up.
As soon as I stood up, my body went limp and I almost brought Darius to the ground. Fortunately, Yan Yeyi supported me with all his strength.
In my vague consciousness, I was being carried by Darius, and I was still holding Yan Yeyi's hand. The three of us were struggling to find the exit.
The sound of heavy objects falling around me hit my mind, making my remaining consciousness aware of the current situation.
The siren of the fire truck is getting closer and closer. The desire to survive arouses my rationality. Maybe... we can really escape from death.
"Bang..." A violent sound exploded in my ears, and the tightly held hands suddenly slid open, and a wooden door panel was rotted by the flames. The loose door just happened to press Yan Ye's arm, forcefully pulling me and
Yan Ye left as soon as he was separated
"Yan Yeyi" I suddenly woke up and struggled off Darius's back. Regardless of the pain all over my body, and I didn't even have time to imagine being burned by the flames, I just wanted to run in and help Yan Yeyi, who was thrown to the ground by the door panel.
"Bang..." Another section of the threshold fell in front of me, aggravating the fire even more.
"Yan Yeyi..." I cried, struggling with Darius' body that was hugged tightly from behind.
"Han Qing, get out of here...cough...I don't care about you." Yan Yeyi, who was isolated by the flames, raised his weak body and pretended to be disgusted and didn't want to see me, and wanted to piss me off.
"Yan Yeyi, I...I don't want..." I struggled to claw and bite Darius' hand that was holding me. I just wanted to break away from him and rush to Yan Yeyi's side. No matter life or death, I don't want to be without him.
"Forget me..." Yan Yeyi was still saying something, and suddenly he fell down. His body was buried in the flames. Darius dragged me out forcibly, and the burning door panel gradually disappeared from my pupils.
"Yan Yeyi!" I roared heartbrokenly, and the billowing smoke swallowed up the last flame.
"Qingqing...Rice..." Fortunately, Darius finally brought me out. Jinbao and Tong Geyu rushed into the fire isolation line and looked after me with pity and blood.