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The door of the hotel was opened, and the cold wind mixed with raindrops suddenly rushed in, and the things on the table in the room were blown to pieces. This is the time when the typhoon is at its most violent.

Song Wen and Lu Siyu rushed out of the homestay, and Teacher Su followed behind.

The surroundings were pitch black, with heavy wind and rain, and it was almost blinding. The typhoon soaked through the clothes in an instant, and every step forward required great effort.

Probably because of the influence of the typhoon, the night tonight seems to be darker than in the past. The branches swayed and reflected, coupled with the raging fire not far away, it seemed that the gate of hell was opened.

At this time, they finally felt the power of the typhoon, the howling sea breeze, like howling ghosts, whistling wind, loud waves, violent explosions mixed together, hitting the eardrums.

Song Wen held Lu Siyu's hand tightly, and rushed forward along the road for a while. After dozens of seconds, they finally arrived at the cake house, only five meters away from the burning building.

At this moment, there was another loud bang from the building in front of him. With a bang, the flame suddenly ignited and rose several meters high, followed by another loud bang.

The burning flame rolled out like a wave, and the high temperature swept in, and the fire rushed straight into the sky, dyeing the world in front of them orange-red.

There seemed to be strange noises mixed with the flames, which sounded like shrill screams.

At this time, they were standing so close that they could clearly see that the fire was behind the cake house, and the fire was gradually spreading forward.At this time, the restaurant part in front had not been burned by the fire.

"Teacher Su, stay outside to meet us!" Song Wen shouted.

Teacher Su wanted to say something else, but Lu Siyu stopped him again and said, "It's dangerous inside, more people will make it more chaotic."

After hearing this, Teacher Su stopped.

Song Wen smashed the glass window on the side of the cake house with his elbow, and jumped in. There was no flame entering here for a while.

Lu Siyu followed, and he handed Song Wen a towel, which he instinctively took when he left the house.Drenched in the rain all the way, already completely wet, he reminded him: "Be careful of poisonous gas!"

Song Wen took it over and asked, "What about you?"

"I will pay attention to safety..." Lu Siyu stretched the sleeves of his wet coat to cover his mouth and nose.

Song Wen held his nose and looked around, identifying the direction in the thick smoke. It seemed that this place was not the same shop as the one they visited during the day, so he could only recall the location based on his impressions. He said, "The fire is too big. .”

Lu Siyu felt that the burnt smell at the scene made him a little sick, so he turned his head and listened: "I seem to hear crying..."

Then Song Wen also heard it, mixed in the wind and rain, it was the cry of a girl.At least that little girl is alive.

The two of them searched in the direction of the crying sound. The further they walked, the larger the fire area and the more flames around them.

The billowing smoke can easily make people confused, and the smoke gets denser as you go further.

The girl's cries became smaller and smaller, and the two walked to the door next to the back kitchen. The door had been damaged by the explosion, and it was tilted to the side, and further ahead was the raging fire.

Song Wen turned to Lu Siyu and said, "Wait here, don't go any further, I'll check the situation!" He shook Lu Siyu's wrist, and added two more words, "Be obedient!"

Lu Siyu did not stubbornly follow him in, but waited outside the door.

Song Wen kicked the door open and rushed in.

Now the typhoon is fierce outside, the wind and rain are blowing, the fire ahead is very strong, explosions continue, billowing thick smoke is pouring out from the building, Lu Siyu can feel the tongue of fire licking his cheek, and there is a sharp pain on the skin .

He stood at the door of the fire site, covered his mouth with his sleeve, held his breath, and counted the seconds from 1 to 90.

Burned by the flames and thick smoke, his eyes could hardly be opened, but he dared not close them, dare not miss anything.

This minute and a half was the most excruciating waiting that Lu Siyu had ever experienced, his chest seemed to be twisted continuously by a saw.Then he shouted into the fire: "Song Wen!"

Lu Siyu's voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of wind, rain and explosions. The flames were blazing, and there was no response at all.

The over-fired building is already crumbling and seems to be in danger of collapsing at any time.

Lu Siyu could no longer care about the harmful gas, put down his hand covering his mouth and nose, gritted his teeth, and put his hand on the door frame, his palm could feel the heat.

He suddenly regretted that he didn't rush in with Song Wen... But he knew very well that the fire was too big, and it was easy to lose his way inside. His physical strength could not last long, and it might become a drag. On the contrary, it is much safer.

Minutes and seconds passed, and his sanity was swallowed up, Lu Siyu suddenly felt as if he had returned to the moment when he was blindfolded 19 years ago.

Although he was in the fire scene, there was a terrifying chill in his heart. His whole body, his whole heart, was suffering extremely in this heat and cold.

Is he really an ominous person?Even Song Wen will be tired by him?

If something really happened to Song Wen, how would he face the word "future"?

The burning cake house seemed to be full of karmic fire from hell. Lu Siyu felt as if he was in the [-]th floor of hell. The flames engulfed everything, and the choking smoke burned his throat.

He opened his eyes and looked around in a daze, and then shouted at the center of the flame: "Song Wen!!" This heart-piercing cry was actually a bit crying, and a drop of tear rolled down his pale cheeks, scratching. Opened the burn marks.

The fire scene was silent for a while, and finally someone inside responded in a muffled voice: "Here we come! Your husband is not dead yet!"

Then Lu Siyu finally saw Song Wen break open the flame and run out from inside.Behind him, a burning beam crashed to the ground, and life and death seemed to be just a step away.

Lu Siyu could see clearly that Song Wen was holding a person with one hand. It was the girl they met at dinner. Song Wenkang was on his shoulders.

"Song Wen, you... are you okay? Are you injured?" Lu Siyu asked anxiously,

The violent tongue of flame just now burned Song Wen's wrist, and it was burning hotly, and the towel also fell in the fire.Song Wen coughed and shook his head, "I'm fine, but I only saved this girl."

The fire was too big, and the explosion was also very violent. Soon after he walked in, he found that the road was completely blocked by the fire, and there was no way anyone could be alive inside. Fortunately, he found the girl hiding under the table.

The two rushed out for a while, and came to the window where they entered. Song Wen stretched out his hands and handed the girl out. Teacher Su was outside, and hurriedly reached out to take the girl over.

Then Song Wen jumped out by himself, and pulled Lu Siyu out again.

The fire behind them became more intense, and there was another explosion. The roiling heat wave pushed them forward. Song Wen only had time to protect Lu Siyu in his arms, and the impact of the explosion pushed his back.

Song Wen knew that his back should have been ignited just now, so he rolled on the spot and extinguished the flame on his body. The sound of the explosion was so loud that he suspected that his eardrums were about to be shattered. For about ten seconds, Song Wen couldn't hear anything clearly. , and then he was pulled up by Lu Siyu.

Teacher Su also protected the girl, and when the heat wave passed, she continued to run forward.

Several people finally ran to a safe distance, and in just a moment, the flames were like monsters, swallowing the room behind them in one gulp, and then biting crazily.

When they arrived at a safe place, Lu Siyu dared to look back at the fire while gasping for breath. They had already run a long way, and they could still feel the scorching heat of the flames blowing in with the wind.

Lu Siyu stared blankly at the fire in front of him, the rain was still falling, and the cold rain ran down his cheeks and slipped into his clothes.

On this small island, there was a night of typhoon with wind and rain.The raging fire kept burning. After such a big fire and violent explosion, there was no possibility for other people in the building to survive.

After a while, Lu Siyu seemed to wake up, blinked his eyes, and dragged Song Wen into the villa.

The gate was closed, shutting out the wind and the fire outside, which was still burning and crackling.

The others rushed forward and asked questions in a hurry.

"Are you all right?"

"It was too dangerous just now...it scared me to death..."

Teacher Su was still holding the girl, stretched out her hand and pulled her pajamas down a bit, covering her legs, and carefully laid her flat on the sofa in the hall.

The two female students rushed over, the little girl coughed twice, and her eyelashes moved.

Uncle Wang took out a towel and quilt from the room, and wiped the water droplets and marks on the girl's face. Fortunately, the girl was not seriously injured except for some burns on her calf.

Lu Siyu saw some burn marks on Song Wen's wrist, and said anxiously, "Your wrist was burned!"

Song Wen held his wrist with the other hand and said, "It's nothing serious, just wait for you to help me get some medicine."

Uncle Wang hurriedly said, "I have some ointment for burns here, as well as gauze and alcohol..."

At this time, the little girl finally woke up, crying and raised her face that was dyed black and asked, "My mother... and Uncle Yang..."

The others fell silent for a moment.

With such a big fire and such a violent explosion, she was really lucky to be rescued, and the rest of the people probably had no bones left.Fortunately, during the recent holidays, only the proprietress and the baker should be there, so that more casualties were avoided.

Teacher Su sighed, looked at the girl with sympathy, and reached out to help her smooth her hair: "What a poor child."

The girl sat up, put her hands on her knees, and cried again.

Song Wen watched silently. The girl's father died before, and now her mother was burned to death, and the cake shop at home was destroyed. She doesn't know what to rely on in the future.

Qiu Lan wiped the marks on the girl's face with her hands, raised her head and asked softly, "Then... what should we do now?"

Chen Zui asked even more nervously: "Then the fire won't come over?"

Uncle Wang frowned for a while: "Right now...the communication on the island is cut off, so we can't call for help, and there is no fire station on the island..." In such a stormy night, there is no way to save the fire.

Lu Siyu had seen the injury on Song Wen's hand, and it was indeed not serious, so he finally calmed down: "The fire in the cake shop is burning badly, probably because there are a lot of inflammables and some explosives inside. It’s on a cliff, and there’s not much vegetation nearby, so it won’t affect too much, and the fire should go out by itself in a few hours.”

He was outside the fire scene just now and had already observed the surrounding situation. The fire would not spread.

Everyone looked back, and during the conversation, the fire had indeed decreased significantly as he said.

Then Lu Siyu looked at the girl and asked, "What happened last night?"

The girl was still crying: "Last night...at eight o'clock, the hotel's electricity stopped, and then we all went to bed early, I... I was asleep, and suddenly I heard a loud noise, And then the fire started..."

Lu Siyu asked again: "Didn't you sleep with your mother?"

The girl wiped her tears: "I have slept with my parents in separate rooms since I was six years old... My room is near the lobby of the cake shop. When I heard the explosion, I ran out and hid under a table , I called for help a few times, and was scared to cry by the fire, and then my uncle came to save me..."

Song Wen took out his mobile phone with his uninjured hand, and checked the time. It was more than three o'clock in the morning, and now they and the girl were in a state of embarrassment. He pulled Lu Siyu and said, "Let's do this tonight." , let's go back and rest for a while, pay attention to the fire in the cake shop, and deal with the rest tomorrow morning."

Uncle Wang looked at the girl and said, "Our female workers have also returned home from get off work, so this child..."

He is a man, and it doesn't feel right to take this girl.

Qiu Lan took the initiative and said: "This child should clean up with us first, let's sleep overnight, I have some clothes, I can change for her first." She was full of sympathy for this child who suddenly became an orphan.Jiang Jiang also nodded aside, agreeing with Qiu Lan's decision.

After confirming that the fire was getting smaller and would not affect this side, the people who were still in shock went upstairs.

After entering the room, Song Wen sighed and said, "Tonight, it's really an eventful night... You haven't suffered from stomach problems again, have you?"

Lu Siyu shook his head, worried about his injury and said: "I'll help you treat the wound now, give me some medicine..."

Song Wen covered his wrist to prevent him from looking again: "Little ancestor, I'm really fine, you should change your clothes quickly."

Lu Siyu could only obediently change the wet clothes first, and Song Wen also took care of it with one hand at this time, and turned on the air conditioner in the room.

After Lu Siyu changed his clothes, he hurried over and took his hand, and looked at Song Wen's burned wrist.

When Song Wen entered the scene of the fire, the flames were very strong. He blocked it with his hands, covering his head and face, and blisters formed around his sleeves, which turned black and red. Fortunately, he was wearing a suit just now. The thick denim jacket, the clothes got wet, and it played a protective role, so the rest of the body was not burned.

Afraid that Song Wen's wound would hurt, Lu Siyu first carefully wiped around the wound to disinfect it, then lowered his head while blowing, and carefully applied ointment on him.

The ointment was cool, but it still hurt a little when it was applied. Lu Siyu was already extremely careful, but Song Wen still hissed in pain.

After the ointment was ready, Lu Siyu helped him wrap the bandage, and carefully wrapped it around his wrist a few times.

After everything was done, Lu Siyu still felt a faint pain in his heart, and he didn't know how to express his feelings.Pulling Song Wen's hand and lowering his eyelashes, he gently rubbed his cheek on the back of his hand.

There was chaos just now, but now the house is quiet, and the sound of wind and rain outside is much quieter.

"It's really not serious." Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu, his hand was itchy from being rubbed by him, and his heart itched even more.

Lu Siyu raised his head to look at Song Wen, his beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

Song Wen couldn't help stretching out his other hand, and used the pulp of his fingers to help Lu Siyu wipe away the black lines left by the smoke and dust on Lu Siyu's face, and said what was in his heart: "You look like a A little tabby cat."

The cat looked obedient, so he stretched out his hand to rub Lu Siyu's hair, then hugged him and kissed him.

"I was very scared just now..." Lu Siyu still had some lingering fears when he remembered the thrill of being in the fire just now, and then he whispered: "It's good that you're fine."

After speaking, Lu Siyu got up to wash up, and brought a wet towel for Song Wen to wipe it off.

After finishing all this, Lu Siyu turned his head sideways and looked out of the window. The flame that was burning ferociously just now shrank and turned into a faintly visible mass. At this moment, he could see clearly that the center of the fire field, It should be the back of the cake house, the back kitchen and storage room.

Seeing that he was in a daze, Song Wen walked over to look at the scene outside, and said, "It's possible that the typhoon caused a short circuit in the wires, which ignited the stored laughing gas or the gas tank."

There is no gas on such a cliff, and it needs to be heated by ovens and gas tanks. The laughing gas is also flammable, and it is precisely because of this that it caused continuous explosions.

Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "I have a strange feeling...I think this incident might not be an accident..."

Song Wen looked at the gradually diminishing fire and said to Lu Siyu, "Whether it's an accident or not, your first priority right now is to have a good rest, and wait until dawn to talk about the rest."

It was only then that Lu Siyu went to bed again. By his side, Song Wen was a little tired, and fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.

At this time, Lu Siyu couldn't sleep a little bit, he rolled around repeatedly, thinking about all the details of coming to the island this time.

He felt as if he was holding the white bone in his hand, and he saw Yang Ling smiling and bringing them a huge birthday cake. Yan Min, all of a sudden, the flames shot up to the sky and reflected the sky and the earth.

Then he felt that he opened Wu Hongyou's book and turned to the last page...

Countless pictures were superimposed in his mind, pressing him down and making him feel a little short of breath.At some point, he finally fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept, and when he opened his eyes, he felt that he was awakened by hunger.Song Wen just got up and got dressed.

Lu Siyu woke up for a moment, and asked Song Wen, "Does the wound on your hand still hurt?"

Song Wen glanced at the gauze on his wrist, shook his head and said, "At least normal activities will not be affected."

Lu Siyu got up from the bed and put on his clothes. He admired Song Wen's recovery ability.Then Lu Siyu turned on his phone, and it was almost seven o'clock.

Seeing that he was awake, Song Wen opened the curtains and asked him, "Are you hungry? There are still tea eggs here, may I iron two for you?"

Lu Siyu nodded, feeling Song Wen's former wisdom in his heart.

The typhoon had passed outside, and the sky began to clear up, with only a drizzle of rain, crackling on the windows.

Looking out of the window, you can see a large expanse of sea water, which was still surging black waves yesterday, but now it has completely calmed down, looking submissive and docile.

The typhoon passed just like that, and not far away, where the cake house was, the dilapidated building was burned to blackness, reminding them that everything last night was not a dream.