A little boy slowly appeared. His whole body was on fire, and the corners of his clothes were on fire, but it did not spread further. It seemed that it would never burn out. Half of his body was scorched black, and his pupils were gushing out with anger, and two tears were streaming down his eyes.
Wherever he passed, lingering flames swam like snakes, advancing along the carpet, and the layer of down on the carpet curled up painfully in the flames.
The boy was like a messenger of fire, wrapped in the breath of death.
At this moment, his eyes were full of hatred.
Suddenly there was a sound of giggling from the corner ahead. The boy paused, turned around, and saw the girl holding her hands behind her back, tilting her head towards him, smiling very sweetly.
The boy was stunned: "Can you see me?"
Yun Qi, "Of course, what are you doing, playing acrobatics?"
The boy subconsciously touched the blood and tears on his face and muttered, "Are you a fool? You don't even know how to be afraid?"
Yun Qi's eyes widened with an innocent look on her face, "Are you lost too? I'm waiting for the adults at home to come find me. How about you wait with me?"
"Mom, Xiaoran, are you in there? Open the door..."
"Now that I understand, what happened with that fire? Do you still hate your mother?"
Later, when he could no longer hear the sound, it was too late.
Suddenly he realized a question. If this girl could see himself, did it mean that she...
In the final analysis, my mother persisted until the end to save him.
The boy's anger gradually subsided, and it turned out that he had killed himself.
Yun Qi smiled faintly, her two pears swirling sweetly, "Really?"
It seems there is hope.
Because his mother said that she was busy and couldn't play with him that day, he and his mother got angry and hid in the closet, thinking that when her mother couldn't find him, she would be very anxious.
With this thought in mind, the boy reached out to pull Li Ke. Suddenly he felt a huge force fall on his shoulders. When he turned around, it was the little girl who had just talked to him.
The boy glanced at Yun Qi indifferently, "Not everyone is like you. I am a child that no one likes. Even if there is a fire at home, my mother would like me to be burned to death."
Yun Qi shook her head, "You are capable of setting fires, and I am capable of putting them out. Wipe your tears, you cry so ugly."
After saying that, the boy saw a pale golden light passing by in mid-air. All the fires in front of him disappeared, and even the carpets that had been devoured by the fire returned to their original state.
And Li Ke in front of him also disappeared, the door was closed tightly, there were no screams, no crying, nothing happened.
The boy lowered his head and bit his lip, "No, no one will come to pick me up. My mother doesn't like me, so she won't come to pick me up, never."
The boy stood upright, with no reaction on his face. If anything, it was probably the joyful malice in his eyes.
Not long after, I heard screams, the old man's cough, and the little girl's cry.
Once, twice, she screamed hard, her voice slowly becoming hoarse in the thick smoke.
"Mom, I'm here, our family can be reunited."
"Mom, Mom, open the door." From another room, Li Ke rushed out and slammed the door next door.
Everything just happened seemed like a dream.
Li Ke glanced at the exit and had no intention of leaving, so he chose to continue banging on the door and shouting his daughter's name hysterically.
So he cried bitterly, "You are dead too...I am such a fool, I should have thought of it earlier..."
The fire engulfed the corridors and every room, making it look like a purgatory.
Along the way, the carpet was slowly ignited, and the flames were like the devil's tongue, licking the doors on both sides and climbing to the ceiling of the corridor.
After saying that, she continued to lie on the railing, with her little face resting on her arms. She looked no different from an ordinary child, waiting boredly for the adults in the family.
"How could it be? If you don't come home, your mother will also be sad, very sad. My parents are not around either, but if anyone dares to provoke me, my father will send thousands of troops to support me."
Two horrible bloody tears spread to the boy's chin, and he stared with scarlet eyes, "Why don't you leave? Didn't you see the fire?"
The little boy stood behind her, staring at her coldly with bleeding eyes, his face full of revenge.
The boy suddenly hesitated, "You, you better run, this will catch fire soon."
The boy shook his head, "It's not her fault, it's my ignorance."
Finally coming to a door, the boy paused, turned around, and stared at the door like a cold snake staring at its prey, with a scary smile slowly appearing on his lips.
The boy hurriedly pushed her, "Then you leave quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late and you will be burned to death."
He clearly heard it at that time, why didn't he open the cupboard door and run out?
Why didn't you respond aloud?
because--
The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the surrounding tenants all fled, and the corridor exit was also blocked by the fire.
"What's going on? You are... you are a magician, and you are here to arrest me!" The boy was shocked and took two steps back. He immediately lowered his head and said remorsefully: "You are right to arrest me.
Yes, I was never a good boy. I set two fires and did so many wrong things."
Everything he saw along the way was submerged in the fiery snake, swallowed up, and turned into dust.
The doors on both sides opened, and the tenants coughed loudly and rushed out of the thick smoke. There were children screaming and adults shouting everywhere.
She reached forward and said, "Then do what you want to do."
"You are indeed stupid, because I am not dead." Yun Qi pointed to her shadow on the floor.
The smile on the boy's face slowly froze, and the joy of revenge in his eyes was slowly replaced by doubt.
…
Although the boy hesitated, seeing that Yun Qi ignored him, he became angry and ignored her, and continued walking forward.
"Xiaoran, Xiaoran, did you hear your mother's voice?"
Yun Qi didn't look at him and smiled slightly.
That day, when his home was devoured by fire, he hid in the closet and did not dare to come out. It seemed that such a scream was echoing in his ears.
After saying that, he waved back, and a fiery snake rushed out from his palm, rushed to the door, and got in through the crack in the door.
It was because he didn't respond that my mother thought he was not at home.
He just wanted to take revenge on his mother. When the fire started, he did hear his mother calling his name. What he was thinking in his heart was that he would not go out because he wanted to make you anxious.
"So you figured it out and urged your mother to leave quickly, right?"
The boy bit his lip, thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "That's right and that's not the case. Although I hate my mother and say I want revenge, I feel very sad when I think that the fire really burned my grandmother and sister to death.
Plus, I finally remembered how I died in the first place, so I wanted to save them."
"Well, that's good. It's normal for a child to be obsessed with something. It's normal for a child to have an unsound mind." Yun Qi said, feeling that the little boy could still be saved.
The boy looked at her strangely. She was obviously just a little girl about the same age as her sister, but she could say such mature and profound words.