Sheng Kuang moved the rocks away with his bare hands and opened up a way for himself. His hands were covered with blood and it hurt. The dazzling sunlight made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes. He lay on the ruins with squinted eyes, panting tiredly.
He was standing, his chest kept rising and falling, and his body was trembling slightly.
He saw a blood-stained hand exposed under the iron plate next to him. The veins on the hand were exposed and the fingers were tightly curled. Panting, he got up, moved the stone away, and saw a cracked mask.
The dried blood formed a winding red trail, extending from the corners of the mask to the man's neck.
Sheng Kuang lifted off the mask, and the shocking appearance that was covered was revealed to the sun. Sheng Kuang looked at the face whose original appearance was unrecognizable, and couldn't help retching. But after a moment, he clenched his fist tightly
Wearing the mask, he suddenly laughed. At first it was just one or two chuckles, and then it turned into an exaggerated laughter. Tears came from the corners of his eyes and his jaw trembled.
"I got my revenge, I finally got my revenge!" He stumbled to his feet and shouted crazily.
The surroundings were originally quiet, except for the faint moans of Gu Siyi and others. At this time, Sheng Kuang's wild and wanton shouts and laughter spread to almost every corner of the place. The voice was cheerful but somewhat cold.
Sheng Kuang suddenly suppressed his smile and looked coldly at the lifeless ghost at his feet. "You are cruel and arrogant, thinking that no one can match you. In the end, your death was not so miserable."
Not far away, Gu Siyi slowly opened his eyes and touched the blood stains on his forehead. He looked at Liu Weike lying under his arms and her injured head, feeling distressed and anxious. On his side
He briefly treated her wound and shouted in a trembling voice: "Someone, please help!"
He stood up with great effort and held the unconscious Liu Weike tightly in his arms. Wei Zhongyu, who was about four or five meters away from him, climbed up. His shoulders and knees were injured, and his clothes were seriously damaged.
He asked anxiously: "How is Captain Liu?"
"She fainted. I'll take her to the hospital right now. Search for other injured people quickly, and then remember to bring this child back safely." After Gu Siyi said that, he hugged Liu Weike and left anxiously. He had his legs crossed
He was weak and weak, and the wound on his knee was still painful, but he gritted his teeth and did not dare to slow down for a moment.
Lu Ying, who was standing next to Wei Zhongyu, choked with sobs. She looked at Gu Siyi and Liu Weike who were gradually walking away and murmured to herself: "I'm sorry."
She was still cowering with no sense of security, her two little fists clenched tightly. She was almost unscathed in such a dangerous situation just now, because Liu Weike protected her firmly at the critical moment.
In arms.
Lu Ying sobbed and tightened her grip on Wei Zhongyu's clothes, and said with tears in her eyes: "Uncle, I'll go with you. I'll go back with you."
Two days later, in a dark room, Rujing gradually regained consciousness. As soon as she opened her eyes, Song Zhixia excitedly grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, you finally woke up."
Song Zhixia had several scars on her face and neck, large bruises on her forehead and arms, and one foot was so swollen that she could hardly wear shoes. However, she was lucky to escape from the collapsed house.
Rujing's limbs were also injured to varying degrees, but the injuries were not serious. It was just that she had been in low spirits, and at this moment she could hardly even raise her eyelids. Her throat was thirsty and painful, and it was burning.
She was speechless.
She recalled the scene when she fell under the gap in the wall panel and Song Zhixia tried his best to save her, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist. She grabbed Song Zhixia's hand tightly and said in an extremely hoarse and low voice: "Thank you, thank you."
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Say thank you to me." Song Zhixia, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, couldn't help but laugh.
Rujing didn't say a word. She lay on the narrow bed and looked at the somewhat crude and cold room. Now, she had a chance to escape, but the June Snow who was trapped by her before was probably buried in the ruins.
She stared at her hands, then touched her arms and legs. She still really existed. Therefore, the woman before was indeed a dove occupying the magpie's nest, and she was the one who truly belonged to icv
Snow in June.
Rujing looked at her skinny arms. In the past, she hated the way she looked too thin and haggard, but now, she regarded everything about her as a treasure. She finally took back her own place.
"Where is your father? How is he?" She suddenly recalled Guimu's disgusted and confused eyes, and the joy that had just risen in her heart dissipated. Guimu must have been disappointed with her previous performance, she seemed to be in a state of confusion.
The innocent people could only sit in the corner and talk nonsense, but they couldn't do anything to help him.
The appearance of the Lu family brothers and sisters appeared in her mind. She gripped the bed board under her angrily, and her eyes turned bitter. It was because of them that she left Brother Sheng for four years and became what she is today.
appearance.
Song Zhixia looked at her abnormal appearance and thought she was overly worried, so she hurriedly said: "He is fine." She paused for a while and then said: "Dad is really strange. I clearly remember that he was seriously injured, but just now
When I saw him, he was unharmed."
Rujing climbed up, trying hard to support his thin and tired body.
Seeing her getting out of bed eagerly, Song Zhixia hurriedly grabbed her and asked: "Mom, where are you going? Why don't you have a good rest?"
"I want to go find Brother Sheng, I have to go find him..." Rujing answered in a daze, her voice weak and hoarse.
She broke away from Song Zhixia's hand and rushed out of the room. She walked in the unfamiliar corridor and anxiously opened one door after another, but she still didn't see the ghostly figure.
"Who are you looking for? You are so anxious." Zuo Shu walked up behind her and patted her shoulder gently.
Like a frightened bird, Rujing suddenly turned around, almost losing her balance and falling slightly backward. Zuo Shu grabbed her and said, "It seems like you haven't had a good rest and you can't stand still, so don't be brave."
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"Where is Brother Sheng? Where has he gone?" Rujing grabbed her shoulders and asked anxiously.
"You are looking for Guimu. He is very nice. He is drinking tea in the room right now." Zuo Shu looked at her with contempt and her tone was a little cold. "Come on, I will take you to find him.
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Rujing followed Zuo Shu, her mood gradually calming down. She was limping along, the wound on her leg cracked and bleeding, but she didn't seem to feel the pain until now.
