atypical dependency

For the news that Wu Shuoqian suddenly brought, Xiao Yi had the illusion of being poured cold water on his head. He checked with the other party repeatedly, and he really saw Wu Shuoqian's face outside the yellow warning tape. figure.

The man was sweating nervously, his body was slightly arched, and he looked submissive. Xiao Yi communicated with the other party and found out that Xiao Heng seemed to have signed some kind of contract with that Tranistar in private, but when Xiao Heng went to ask for money, the other party seemed Going to break the contract and pretend nothing happened.

Xiao Yi naturally knew how his ruthless younger brother would react when he encountered such a situation. With a stern face, he wondered about various situations that the other party might encounter, while anxiously raising his eyes to look at the library immersed in the sea of ​​flames, he observed closely. With the situation.

About four or ten minutes after the fire truck arrived, Xiao Yi finally saw the firefighters rushing out one after another. In the middle, he also saw the heroic figure of Wei Zhuoyan rushing out frequently carrying the wounded.

He hurriedly rushed to the wounded pile to search, but Xiao Yi went back and forth several times, but he still couldn't locate Xiao Heng.

Finally, after Wei Zhuoyan transported out the wounded several times, Xiao Yi took advantage of the busy logistics and hurried to the other party's side.

Wei Zhuoyan was shocked when he noticed that Xiao Yi ran to the "front line", he pushed his big hand directly on Xiao Yi's shoulder to let him quickly retreat to a safe place behind, but Xiao Yi seriously explained to him that his troublesome younger brother was also involved in this incident Unexpected misfortune.

Over the years, Wei Zhuoyan had heard a lot about Xiao Heng's deeds and witnessed all kinds of troubles he brought to Xiao Yi with his own eyes. Now that he heard that the kid was also in the library, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Before he had time to explain the situation to Wei Zhuoyan in detail, Xiao Yi asked the other party to help him check Xiao Heng's situation when he went up to find someone again. The other party was his younger brother, and the only younger brother he cared about. If possible, he hoped that the other party could rescue the kid safely.

Wei Zhuoyan had never seen Xiao Yi's anxious and flustered expression through the gas mask, and Wei Zhuoyan was a little stunned for a moment.

But after all, he understood the other party's mood, he pressed Xiao Yi's shoulder tightly, patted Xiao Yi comfortingly, and told the other party that he would definitely do his best to search for his brother who likes to make trouble like a wild horse.

When Wei Zhuoyan was about to return to the scene of the fire, Xiao Yi grabbed the opponent's arm tightly again, and said anxiously and worriedly: "Listen well, do you understand if you come out alive?"

Looking at Xiao Yi's unusually formidable face, Wei Zhuoyan's eyes flashed with surprise.

"I have something to tell you—" The fingertips almost sank into Wei Zhuoyan's skin, and Xiao Yi clanged every word, "I'll be right here waiting for you to come out."

With a downcast face, Wei Zhuoyan nodded solemnly at Xiao Yi: "Don't worry."

After speaking, he patted Xiao Yi's arm again, then turned around and submerged into the burning library building again.

Watching Fang Ying go away, Xiao Yi didn't know how to describe his chaotic mood.

The rescue work continued in full swing, Xiao Yi waited restlessly outside, raising his wrist to look at his watch from time to time, deeply understanding what it means to live like a year.

After a while, although there were other firefighters coming in and out one after another, Xiao Yi never saw Wei Zhuoyan again.

Staring longingly at the pulsating flame that seemed to have a pulse, Xiao Yi wished that he could jump into the fire suit and rush into the fire to fight side by side with the opponent.

Just when Xiao Yi was counting the minutes and realized that Wei Zhuoyan hadn't come out of the fire scene for almost an hour, Wu Shuoqian suddenly rushed over from the group of ambulances that had gathered earlier with a look of joy on his face, grabbed Xiao Yi and He couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Brother Xiao——Brother Heng... he found it! It's all right! He's all right!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yisheng felt an uncontrollable sense of joy slipping through his heart: "What? Really? Where is he?"

"On the side of the wounded—"

After Wu Shuoqian finished speaking, he led Xiao Yi through the chaotic first rescue area to the rest area for the lightly wounded.

There, from a long distance away, Xiao Yi saw Xiao Heng, who was huddled by the side of the road wearing a large warm towel, with a sullen expression on his face as if the whole world owed him money.

Stepping over quickly, Xiao Yi immediately knelt down and stretched out his hands to touch Xiao Heng's shoulders. He checked his injuries from left to right, and hurriedly said, "How is it? Are you okay? Where is the injury?" Back and forth, Xiao Yi frowned, "Does it hurt?"

Taking the trouble to push Xiao Yi's hand away, Xiao Heng squinted at him coldly, and snorted cynically, "What are you doing?"

If this was normal, Xiao Yi would have avoided the limelight of the confrontation between the two without saying a word, because he knew that no matter what this kid said, he would always think of ways to make trouble for him.

But today is different.

Xiao Yi understood that he was far from having the usual patience and endurance to tolerate this kid's unreasonable troubles.

Hearing the other party's cold and perfunctory words, Xiao Yi immediately turned down.

The hand on Xiao Heng's face was also slightly lowered, and Xiao Heng, who was so cold and arrogant as a grandpa, was also startled.

"What are you doing to me?" Sen repeated Xiao Heng's words coldly, Xiao Yi controlled the emotions that were about to erupt, and his back molars ached, "What do you think, what is this doing to me?"

"..."

Wu Shuoqian looked at Xiao Yi, who was confronting Xiao Heng with a strong aura, and naturally felt creepy.

"What are you fooling around with by running out in the middle of the night? What are you supposed to do honestly? Can such a thing happen?!" Xiao Yi's voice rose in a straight line.

"When do I need to report my whereabouts to you?" Although Xiao Heng was intimidated by Xiao Yi's majestic expression, he still tried to support his position, "Besides, I was—"

"Do you know how worried I am?!" Xiao Yi interrupted him angrily, turning his head and pointing at the busy fire truck not far away, "I even went to ask someone to find you, do you think this kind of thing is a joke? ?!"

The first time Xiao Yi said the words "I'm worried about you" bluntly, Xiao Heng had the illusion of being struck by lightning and froze in place.

"Xiao Heng, Xiao Heng, I really don't know how you want to make trouble for me!" His eyes were burning, Xiao Yi said coldly, his face was livid, "What do you want to do after all these years? Ang? Kill yourself to protest against me!"

"..." Dumbfounded, Xiao Heng stared blankly at Xiao Yi's resolute face, and didn't think of rebutting for a long time.

"If you really hate me so much, just tell me straight up, there's no need to do this nonsense!" Stretching out his hand and pulling at his collar, Xiao Yi's eyes almost pierced Xiao Heng who was stupid in place.

The other wounded sitting not far away couldn't help casting curious glances at them when they heard the quarrel here.

Knowing that he lost his composure in public today, Xiao Yi tried his best to calm his emotions, while adjusting his breath, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it into the ends of his hair to tighten it slightly.

It was the first time Xiao Yi scolded him so directly, Xiao Heng squatted on the ground and lowered his head, unable to see his emotions clearly.

Xiao Yi straightened up, looked at the other party coldly and condescendingly for a while, and then said wearily to Wu Shuoqian who was waiting beside him, who almost didn't know where to put his hands and feet: "Boy, take him back."

Xiao Heng squatted on the ground without moving, and Wu Shuoqian smiled forcedly.

"I told you to take him back, don't you understand?" Xiao Yi's voice became a little deeper.

Wu Shuoqian shivered his shoulders, hurriedly and slowly squatted down beside Xiao Heng, carefully poked the other's arm with his hand in embarrassment, and said in a soft voice, "That, that...Brother Heng ...Let's go..."

"If I don't go back, what can you do to me." With his head down, Xiao Heng mumbled as if he was angry with someone.

However, as soon as the words were finished, Wu Shuoqian saw Xiao Yiqi's long body suddenly squat down, pulled up Xiao Heng's collar and abruptly brought the relatively thin boy in front of him.

Squinting a pair of shrewd and sharp eyes, Xiao Yi looked deeply into Xiao Heng's surprised eyes, and resolutely said, "If you don't give me a good time to go home, believe it or not, I will slap your face flat now?"

Completely overwhelmed by Xiao Yi's momentum, Xiao Heng was silent for a long time before remembering to reach out and viciously push Xiao Yi's wrist away.

He didn't intend to say anything to start a fire, so he gave Xiao Yi a sideways look, as if he was unwilling to dig out his ancestor's grave and have some deep hatred.

However, the confrontation did not continue. In the end, Xiao Heng turned around obediently and left the wounded shelter under the escort of Wu Shuoqian.

Watching Xiao Heng's figure go away, Xiao Yi stood there for a long time and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

As he yelled before, that kid really didn't accomplish anything except causing trouble for him.

The other party's "what are you doing?" was a really good question. He also wanted to know what this little bastard was doing to himself. He was just a stranger from the adoptive mother's family who had no blood relationship, let alone intimacy. Let it run its course.

But in the final analysis, he was still worried about Xiao Heng.

Not for anything else, just because the other party had sincerely called him "Brother" when he entered the house.

Over the years, he almost felt as if the situation at that time had never happened, and it was simply an extravagant hope for the other party to call him that from the bottom of his heart.

After contemplating for a moment, Xiao Yi returned to reality.

He hurried back to the previous logistics team eagerly, and after some inquiries, he realized that Wei Zhuoyan and Jin Yang still hadn't come out.

This time, worries flooded out of control. Xiao Yi crossed his arms and paced back and forth in the logistics team, wishing he could fly to the upper floor and take Wei Zhuoyan away abruptly.

This state lasted for another half an hour, but another terrifying explosion occurred on the third floor of the library.

This sound shocked Xiao Yi, who was still restless before, to the spot like a wooden stake. For a moment, time seemed to stand still, and he almost fainted immediately when he poked in the spot.

The flames above announced the victory coquettishly, Xiao Yi raised his head in despair, feeling that he was not far from going crazy.

Staring at the main hall on the first floor of the library with eyes dripping with blood, he seemed to be planning to grab a fire suit and rush in later.

However, as soon as this extreme thought took shape, a few stumbling figures of men limping and dragging outwards in pain appeared in the field of vision.

His vision suddenly brightened, Xiao Yi immediately followed several logistics team members and hurried towards the firefighters.

As he got closer, he saw several people moving out quickly with a body that was completely motionless.

The erected corpse-like body and face had been blackened by the smoke, and it lay limp and boneless among the crowd. Xiao Yi did some identification, and even though it was covered by the black smoke, he could still easily recognize the body with the back of the neck exposed. criss-cross scars.

"Zhuo Yan!"

With an exclamation, Xiao Yi felt his heart stop beating for a moment.