[APH Luzhong] Ivan Diary

Messed up, pale lips.

In the end, he could only repeat one sentence in his heart:

May Ivan be safe.

*

fire.red fire.scorching fire.Overwhelming fire.

"Hoo... hoo..."

The way forward was blocked, the floor collapsed, and there were many, many fires burning on it. If we couldn't get through, if we retreated, the floor here would also collapse.Please, stop shaking, move, it's hot.

Towels, do you have wet towels?Don't breathe in, you will choke to death, calm down, think about what you want to do!

The ceiling is also beginning to cave in, so dodge quickly and don't get hit.Burning planks fell, smashing the floor.Go back, keep going back, there is a box behind you, yes, it's a box, open it quickly, take that box, hurry up!

More logs fell from the ceiling, bigger and heavier, and the flames shot up high.

"Ah!!!" was a scream.

Shut up and don't breathe!Now, get out of here!Grab the box and step out with your feet.

"Boom!" The floor under his feet suddenly cracked, and his body began to lose weight.

No no no no!My foot was stuck by a wooden thorn, I couldn't move, it hurt so much, and there was a lot of blood.

"Ah——" The fire is burning!

"Help! Help! Help me! Help...cough!" A lot of fire!I'm dying!My legs - I'm dying!Help!help me!

"Ah!!!" It hurts!My legs hurt!My arm hurts!My face hurts too!There is fire everywhere!

I want to survive, I want to survive.Climb forward and escape from this hell!

"Help..." The last cry was full of blood.The lips were broken, even the tears were licked away by the flames, the nails were scratched on the ground and bleeding, the legs were numb, and even the mind was blurred, only the terrible red remained in the distorted vision.

Children, don't get burned by the fire...

Thinking in such a daze, then the red color turned into boundless darkness.

*

"Hey, how long do you want to watch? If you hesitate any longer, I will leave." Gilbert put his waist impatiently, looking at the tiled roof of Wang Yao's two-story house.The sun hung slantingly on the hill.

Ivan walked out of the alley and reached the middle of the street, but stopped again.

Wang Yao hasn't left yet.Ivan came to confirm this as soon as school was over.Although the door of Wang Yao's house is tightly closed, there are still some domestic garbage piled up at the door.

But the day of his departure is not far away, it is imminent.Ivan desperately needs to meet Wang Yao, at least to confirm his condition, whether he was beaten again.

"So——what are you thinking? It's been half an hour, and it's going to be dark!" Gilbert picked out his ears and spat in displeasure.He had had enough of this half an hour, obviously that kid Ivan asked him to come with him, but that guy was too timid to go to Wang Yao himself.

However, he doesn't seem to be doing well.Gilbert scratched his head.So complicated!Why is the first friend I made so troublesome!

Ivan wanted to look for him through the window where he saw Wang Yao last time, but that window was locked, and he didn’t know if anyone was inside, and even if someone was inside, he didn’t know who was inside——Wang Yao, Or Yakov Ostrovsky?

"Wait a little longer, I'll think of a way..." Ivan ran back to the alley to meet Gilbert.

"I'm so bored, my uncle has gone home!" Gilbert waved his hand and strode away angrily, "Why are you still so useless!"

"Wait, I figured it out!" Ivan suddenly pulled Gilbert back, "Mr. Gilbert, help me."

"Me?" Gilbert was a little confused.

Ivan nodded: "Just ask Yaojun out for me, just call him a classmate."

This seems to work, but why is it so unappealing?Gilbert was inexplicably angry: "Huh? Why did my uncle help you?"

Ivan tilted his head: "Because, isn't Mr. Gilbert already with me? Is it okay to just go back and do nothing?"

It makes sense.Gilbert thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was the case, but he became even angrier.No way, try it: "Cut! You owe me a favor!"

While scolding Ivan, he went to Wang Yao's house.Ivan kept smiling and said to him, "Thank you."

"Tuk-tuk-tuk!" Gilbert's hand knocked on the door very hard, as if he was venting his anger on it.

After a while, he increased his strength: "Bang bang bang bang!"

"Boom, boom, boom!" No one answered at all.Gilbert backed away in surprise, turning his head to say something to Ivan, but he froze.

Ivan ran forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nobody..." Gilbert shook his head hesitantly, but kept his eyes fixed on Ivan's back, "Hey, Ivan, what—is there? Did you smell anything?" He pointed to Ivan High behind.

"What?" Ivan frowned and turned around, wondering if Gilbert was teasing him again.Then he froze too.

There seemed to be something red fluttering on a row of roofs not far away. Ivan squinted his eyes and realized that it was not a flag. In the thin darkness, the red was clearly shining.

"Hey, what's going on over there? Do you know Ivan?" Even Gilbert's rough nerves felt that there was something wrong with that thing.

Ivan's face turned pale: "There...that's my home."

"Huh? What is your house burning? It stinks."

Ivan walked forward unconsciously. He looked back at Wang Yao's house, but his footsteps didn't stop. Instead, he started to run faster and faster.Gilbert was confused, and ran with him: "Hey, where are you going? Are you not looking for Wang Yao?"

"Fire!" Ivan threw the words at him without looking back.

"What?! Fire? Hey, wait..." Gilbert was thrown off by Ivan.

No, no, no, it can't be so unlucky, right?Ivan crossed the street in fear. People along the street poked their heads out of the windows and doors and talked a lot. Some people ran up like Ivan, calling for others to put out the fire.

"Boom!!!" The high-temperature flame blasted the glass, and the heat wave hit our faces!

"Ah—" The person who was accidentally burned screamed.Someone roared: "Damn it! Why is the fire so big! Hey! Help!"

Ivan was pushed forward by the crowd carrying buckets, and he himself tried his best to squeeze through the bustling crowd and rush forward.The person's head, shoulders and back blocked his view, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on in front of him, but there were more and more screams, the smell of smoke was getting stronger, and the fire seemed to be much bigger than he had imagined.Water overflowed from the bucket and splashed on Ivan's face.

Ivan's legs started to give way, and the crowd gradually dispersed, going to various fire places to fight the fire.The field of vision expanded, and it seemed that it hadn't expanded, because everything in front of Ivan's eyes was red.

"Hell" - that was all Ivan thought at the time.

"Wow——" Water was poured on the fire, and white steam was diffused, and the whole house was engulfed in huge flames, and it was crumbling.Someone escaped from a burning house carrying a person on their shoulders or holding a large box.Ivan's landlord knelt on the ground and howled and cried bitterly: "Which son of a bitch set fire to it?! My house! My money..." He was dragged away.

Where is sister... Nata...?

Ivan ran around mindlessly around the firefighters, shuttled among the rescued, expecting to see his familiar figure.

No, no, nowhere!His face paled.

"Go away, brat! Screw your head off!" A man pushed Ivan who was in the way roughly, and hurriedly poured a large bucket of water on himself, and then rushed into the burning house.

Ivan was pushed to the ground.He looked at the burning house, on which his house lay, as a man-eating beast, now charred and black.There were half-dead people being transported out with wet sheets, and Ivan almost thought that every corpse belonged to Sophia or Natasha.

Ivan slapped himself sharply to calm himself down.It suddenly became clear to him that no one would risk his life to save his family, only he could save his family.

Thinking of this, Ivan had no time to hesitate, he quickly grabbed the water from a person and was about to pour it on himself——

"Brother!" A weak, little girl's voice suddenly reached Ivan's ears.

Ivan seemed to have been redeemed, and his heart that had been tightly clenched suddenly relaxed.As soon as he put down the bucket, a girl rushed over and hugged him: "Brother!"

"Nata, Nata..." Ivan called his sister anxiously and fearfully, fearing that she would be taken away by the fire, "are you injured?"

Natasha cried and clutched her brother's shoulders, her little face was blackened with smoke, a section of her beautiful long hair was burnt off, and her skirt was also torn: "Brother, sister, sister... are still inside!" The terrified Tears clouded her face.

"Sister..." Ivan's lips turned white.

Crying, mourning, roaring, and fiery sounds are endless.Natasha shivered in her arms.

Ivan pushed Natasha away and poured the bucket of water on himself.Natasha began to scream heart-piercingly: "Brother!!!" Ivan dodged her hand and rushed to the fire.

Can't hear anything.My mind is full of my sister.

You can't leave your sister in that kind of place.

"Brother—" Natasha cried and knelt on the ground, "Don't go—"

*

So hot.Is this a volcano?Everywhere you look is red.

By the way, sister!Where is my sister?Turn the corner and go upstairs.

The stairs...the stairs are on fire, it's okay, jump over, hurry up: "Boom!" The stairs are crumbling, but Ivan can't control it so much, he climbs up the stairs as fast as he clings to the wall, and the flames are burning Zhang on his head