When the smoke and dust from the explosion flew away, a clear picture flashed through Pei Xiao's mind -
She was tied hand and foot in a warehouse, surrounded by the pungent smell of gasoline, and lighter flames shot out from the soles of her feet!
Pei Xiao suddenly froze there, and what he stepped on was the second explosive spot.
Before she had time to think carefully about what was going on in the scene, the remaining explosion points had been detonated one after another. The director and the pyrotechnics master were stunned by this sudden change. Smoke and dust were everywhere for a while, and debris was flying.
For the sake of safety during the filming, the on-site personnel retreated far away. At this time, it was too late to rush in for rescue. When the smoke cleared, the technicians found Pei Xiao and saw that she was covered in gray hair and face, and she was in a state of embarrassment. She was curled up biting her lips.
A ball, already as angry as a gossamer.
"Quick - call an ambulance -" someone shouted, and the set suddenly became chaotic.
Xi Wanlai pushed through the crowd and ran in. Several people helped Pei Xiao into the car. One of them was a doctor who was responsible for taking pictures of bruises and bruises. He gave instructions in a clear and logical manner: "First, find some painkillers as an emergency."
, the driver went to drive and sent her to the nearest hospital."
There were beads of sweat on Pei Xiao's forehead, which stained her entire face. Xi Wanlai held her hand and met her hasty eyes.
"Where's the injury?" he asked.
Pei Xiao opened his mouth weakly. He lowered his head and heard two repeated words: "Come later..."
He seemed to have been struck by lightning, staring at her with eyes wide open. Suddenly he remembered that on that rainy night with fever, she also called his name repeatedly like this.
She suddenly shouted "it hurts" and tears fell from her closed eyes.
The images she had dreamed about had never been so clear as at this moment. They overlapped quickly, like the flash of a camera. Now it was Xi Wanlai, and now it was Xi Xiangdong. She couldn't even tell which ones were dreams and which ones were.
In reality, I just feel painful and confused, trying in vain to grasp something.
Xi Wanlai sat in the car and looked at his hand that Pei Xiao was holding tightly.
The cold sweat soaked into his hands, and he could feel that she was being troubled by nightmares.
It was also a day that made her miserable. Pei Xiao didn't know what she saw. She stumbled all the way and kept walking, feeling only gloomy and hopeless.
Finally, she came to a shabby little restaurant, picked up a Shao Knife mixed with water, and poured cup after cup into her throat. The spicy smell rushed into her trachea, and she tilted her head and fell down on the dining table covered with a layer of oil.
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Then, someone walked into the restaurant.
The dream begins to blur from here, as if separated by a layer of fog, it seems real and illusory.
Pei Xiao couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he hugged the person happily and kept mumbling a name: "I hate...why can I still see you when I'm drunk?"
The man caught her, who was drunk and crazy, and took her into a car.
You can imagine what happened next.
She was so drunk that she was unconscious in the car, contentedly hugging the man's neck. She still remembered that when he carried her out of the car, the watch on his wrist got caught in her hair, and she groaned in pain and woke up.
Come over, and then he started kissing her, starting from the entrance door, covering her coat, skirt, and stockings, all the way to the big bed in the hotel suite.
The man's dry hands, with a hint of tobacco smell, rubbed her cold skin. She felt scared and her body remained stiff, but she clumsily imitated his gesture and touched his face.