Forced to become his stand-in wife

What Qin Muyang said was the truth, but Ling Qiu didn't want to listen, all he could hear was the barking of the dog, as if it was crying, and it seemed that he was asking him to save it.

His emotions collapsed little by little, and he moved forward with his hands propped up. His spine was unbearable, and he limp on the ground again and again.

At this moment, Ling Qiu finally understood that the most powerless thing is not that he is trapped in life and death, but that he is helplessly watching his love for him and those he loves disappear before his eyes bit by bit, but he is powerless.

The palm of his hand was already bloody, but he was still pushing forward vigorously, as if he had lost his sense of pain.

Qin Muyang couldn't stand it anymore, he grabbed his hands and hugged him tightly, "Enough, it's dead! Burned to ashes! Can't you hear me?"

Ling Qiu felt that he was a torn fragment, pieced together in endless nightmares, making him unable to find himself, filled with pain and despair flowing through his body, desperately looking for an exit.

There was no light in his gray eyes, as if he had lost his life, Ling Qiu opened his mouth and wanted to bite Qin Muyang's hand forcefully.

However, Qin Muyang avoided this time, with a cold light in his dark eyes, he grabbed Ling Qiu's chin forcefully: "It's fine to bite me for a child last time, but this time you are for a dog?"

Ling Qiu's eyes gradually spread like ink dripping in water.

"what……"

"what……"

"what……"

His throat has lost his voice and he can't speak. He can only open his mouth and let out a broken cry, which is nothing more than crying blood and mourning.

The ear-piercing voice attracted the attention of the people around, and someone asked kindly, "What's wrong with him? Is he hurt somewhere?"

Qin Muyang didn't speak, and Qiao Ying on the side replied for him: "The dog he raised is trapped inside, and he wants to save it."

"How can we save such a big fire?"

"You are covered in wounds, isn't it a death sentence if you go in?"

"Hey, if the dog dies, it's fine, if people are fine."

"Yeah, isn't it just a dog?"

"It's fine if you die."

"I can buy it again."

"died"

Ling Qiu covered his ears tremblingly, Xiaoguai was not just a dog, it was to save him with its life, it was his relative, a straw in his despair, and the only light in his dark world.

"Ah" Ling Qiu hissed and screamed with his mouth open, only Qin Muyang who was holding him could see the despair in his eyes.

His heart shrank suddenly, and the hands that held him suddenly loosened.

Ling Qiu fell to the ground, curled up and hugged his head, whining continuously from his throat.

The pain in his chest needed him to do something to fill it up. He struggled hard to crawl into the fire, but just as he stood up, he fell to the ground again. Ling Qiu stretched out his hand and scratched the ground fiercely.

The fingertips were cracked and ground, the skin on the fingertips was worn away bit by bit, and the ten fingers were bleeding profusely, excruciatingly painful.There was already blood on the cyan slate.

The onlookers were terrified when they saw his appearance, "What's wrong with him? Could it be that he's crazy?"

"Get away!" Qin Muyang yelled at the people surrounding him, then bent down and hugged Ling Qiu vigorously, "Qiuqiu, it's okay, it's okay." The whole body of the person in his arms was cold and trembling , he heard a whimper coming from his mouth after getting closer.

All the veins in Ling Qiu's body exploded, his whole body seemed to be in a frenzy, Qin Muyang could hardly control him, his ten fingers were still scratching the ground, several glaring bloodstains appeared in his eyes.

Qin Muyang's heart constricted, and the veins on his neck protruded. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything to calm him down.

Ling Qiu's appearance is a bit similar to when he lost his child in the hospital, but it is more serious than that time.

He couldn't understand what kind of mood Ling Qiu was in. His pain was like a puddle of water. People who saw it felt it was very shallow, but they didn't know how deep it was until they actually lay down.

Qin Muyang circled his struggling upper body, and whispered in his left ear: "It's all right, Qiuqiu is all right, someone has already rushed to the fire."

The fire engine arrived, put out the fire at the exit in half an hour, and then lifted out a mass of charred things.

Ling Qiu's eyes trembled violently, and he stopped struggling all over his body. His empty eyes had no focus, and the bones in his whole body seemed to be unloaded one by one, finally limp limply.

The firefighter carefully placed the black object on the ground, then looked at Ling Qiu and said, "Is this your dog?"

The gloomy dark clouds weighed on his head, making people breathless, Ling Qiu paused for two seconds and then stretched out his hand to touch

There was a strong burning smell in his breath, and his whole body ached.

"You are injured, you should go to the hospital for treatment." Someone kindly reminded.

Ling Qiu stared blankly at the burnt black corpse in front of him.

He tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch it, but Qin Muyang hugged him tightly, and his outstretched right hand stopped in mid-air so that he could not touch it.

"Let go of me!" Ling Qiu roared silently, tasted a fishy sweetness in his sore throat, Ling Qiu clenched his teeth, and roared silently at Qin Muyang.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Struggling, Ling Qiu slapped Qin Muyang again.

Qin Muyang felt aggrieved, he had never lost face in front of so many people, so he picked up Ling Qiu and threw him beside the burned dog.

"If you want to see it, you should take a good look at it!"

Ling Qiu stretched out his fingers tremblingly, stroking gently, there was scorching heat on them.

His hands trembled violently, Ling Qiu wanted to touch it but didn't dare, he couldn't believe that this was his little boy.

Ling Qiu stroked the scorched dog's head, stroking it lightly, as if it was still alive.

The collar around the dog's neck had been burned, Ling Qiu touched the dog tag and looked at the words "Xiaoguai" on it, tears streaming down his face.

His heart was severely strangled, Ling Qiu curled up and hugged the dog into his arms.

The tentacles of his scorched body were hot, but Ling Qiu didn't let go of his hand. He touched it lightly, feeling like a knife twisting his heart: "Little boy, you silly dog!

His lips parted tremblingly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he tasted the salty taste of tears, which was more bitter than any medicine he swallowed.

Guilt overwhelmed him, if he didn't bring it today, it wouldn't have happened

Ling Qiu really hated himself, hated why he brought the dog out, and why didn't he tighten the leash a little bit.

Watching Xiaoguai come to save him with his own eyes, and watched it fall into the fire pit with his own eyes.

A heart seemed to be lingering, and he could hardly hold the dog in his arms tightly.

Ling Qiu gently stroked Samoyed's eyes, nose, and mouth, weeping uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, boy, I shouldn't call you stupid, you are so smart and saved me, but I still call you, do you really hate me?

"sorry"

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you, darling"

"In the next life, don't be a dog. Dogs are too bitter."