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heat.

Sweeping from all directions, like a match falling into a pile of wood, the eaves on the top floor suddenly started to burn. The strong wind blew up the sparks and fell to the nearby houses. The connected houses were ignited one by one, spreading around the square. A sea of ​​fire, Paradise turned into a melting pot.

The crowd was in a panic, pushing and running desperately, shouting "fire" or "help", but they were all swallowed by the roar of the flames, and the wooden rafters began to break, like several bones being trampled on.Roaring smoke rose from the fire, blacker than the night sky.

They were bumped forward by the surging crowd, and they couldn't even see the road under their feet. Yao Jianqi almost fell to the ground, but Yao An pulled him up and shouted: "Hold on to me!"

Yao Jianqi reached out and hugged him tightly, making them stick closer together so that no one would disperse them.

Hot tongues of flame swept over everyone's heads, like a hungry mouth eager to devour them.The wine jar fell to the ground on the other side, and Yao Jianqi resolutely covered Yao An's waist with his hands, his fingers were licked by the heat wave.

Yao An noticed that he shook violently and wanted to look back, but Yao Jianqi's hand climbed up to protect his head.

"Run," Yao Jianqi said.

Yao An gritted his teeth and nodded.

They searched for all the gaps and outlets in the wall, and every second was stretched infinitely. The front was always blocked, but more people stepped up and stepped on them regardless of the back.

Yao Jianqi struggled to raise his head amidst the pushing, and there was a faint light bridge on the upper left of the dark crowd.

"Not here!" He suddenly shouted, "Wrong! Not here!"

Yao An followed his gaze and looked out, his heart was shocked, he immediately reacted, put his arms around Yao Jianqi's shoulders, and rushed forward to the left with all his strength.

They shouted to the surroundings as they fled, but the crowd in panic had lost their hearing and reason, and they blindly or passively went to crowded places to survive.

Yao Jianqi suddenly choked on thick smoke and began to cough violently, his throat seemed to be on fire.Yao An covered Yao Jianqi's lips with his hands, lowered his body, and whispered in his ear, "Persist a little longer, just a little longer..."

They fought against the crowd with every step, shoulders were hit by countless pairs of shoulders, jaws were hit by heads, and faces were scratched.The nostrils were filled with the smell of burning, and it became more and more difficult to breathe as he walked.

Yao Jianqi held back his boiling cough and looked at Yao An.

"almost there."

Yao An seemed to know what Yao Jianqi wanted to ask, his face was illuminated by the red light of the fire, making one's heart palpitate.

Yao Jianqi hugged him a little tighter.

Yao An pushed Yao Jianqi into his arms, and was whipped by his body to move forward.They were almost at the exit, and Yao Jianqi could hear voices from outside, "fire fighting", "fire hydrant", "no water", his whole body was in pain, so was Yao An, if they weren't close to each other, they would kneel down.

Yao An suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly touched his pocket.

Still.

"Mommy mommy……"

A series of cries hit their eardrums. Yao An and Yao Jianqi followed the sound and looked over. A 5- or 6-year-old girl fell on the gravel floor and was crushed and bumped by tourists back and forth without a pair of footsteps stopping.

They glanced at each other, and the next moment, the direction they were traveling at the same time receded.

"Don't be afraid!" Yao An shouted to the little girl.

Stumbling all the way, it was more difficult than before, and finally squeezed to her side.

Yao Jianqi immediately helped the girl up, she had footprints of different sizes all over her body, he flattened her pleated skirt, and he and Yao An hugged her between them.

"pay close attention."

Yao An said to him for the second and last time tonight.

The smoke still billowed, the flames made the night sky seem like day, and the air was filled with the sound of burning wood.

The residents spontaneously took water from the tap water pipes to put out the fire, and used basins, buckets, and all kinds of containers, but for more and more fire points, it was just a drop in the bucket.Until the sharp whistle of the fire truck pierced the street, several water cannons sprayed at the burning houses, and the river water was pumped out, rushing towards the company fire.

Four hours later, the more than 50 houses in the isolation zone were all ashes and silent.

All kinds of groans lay on the stretcher, passing by the stagnant yellow faces on the side of the road, and behind them were the ruins of the former homeland and today.The reporter's camera was aligned, and the police were on the scene directing the evacuation. The homeless people carried their most personal belongings, boarded three buses one after another, and took them to an elementary school as a resettlement site.

The little girl was tired from crying, and she slept on Yao Jianqi's lap, wearing a short jacket, and he gently wiped the dust off her nose.

They sat on one of the half-burnt wooden purlins, the soil was black under their feet and around them, and there were broken corpses of earthen pots, bricks and pottery.

With a crisp and hoarse sound, Yao Jianqi raised his head and saw Yao An coming from behind the collapsed corner, with two shoes of different shapes on his feet.

"I borrowed a phone number to call back." Yao An walked up to him and knelt down.

Yao Jianqi stretched out his left hand, and brushed off the crumbs on Yao An's hair: "That's good."

Their mobile phones were lost and broken, along with their respective shoes.

"Don't worry about it, it will be dirty no matter how you shoot it." Yao An took his hand off and turned it over carefully.

The back of the hand that turned out to be porcelain white was slightly swollen after being burned, revealing the flesh color of the inner layer, like a large irregular powder spot with the shape of molten fire at the edge.

"Don't look." Yao Jianqi moved his fingers.

Yao An just stared straight at it, breathing tremblingly: "Is it going to be all right?"

"Didn't you apply medicine?" Yao Jianqi turned his hand, palm up, and cupped his chin.

Yao An's gaze turned to him involuntarily.

"I don't feel pain." Yao Jianqi said, "So you don't feel pain either, okay?"

Dawn faintly seeped from the sky.

Yao An and Yao Jianqi approached the local police, and when the phone didn't work, they used the loudspeaker to announce, and they waited for her parents at the police station.

The two couples were in a state of confusion, crying as soon as they saw the child, they rushed to each other in the chaos, and almost went crazy when they were forced to squeeze out. They searched all night until they heard the sound of the horn.

The girl wept in her mother's arms, wronged and dependent.The father kept bowing to the two of them to thank them, and he must make amends and leave their phone numbers.The two brothers refused repeatedly, and the policeman came out to say something, and then they gave up.

The family is traveling by car, and the cars parked in the hotel outside the disaster-stricken area are still there, and they sincerely want to send them back.

Yao An was going to agree, he was really worried about Yao Jianqi's burns, he should go to the nearest hospital anyway, but Yao Jianqi held him with his right hand and said to the girl's parents, "Thank you, our family is on the way .”

In the end, the kindness was dismissed. Before the girl left, she hugged each of them and said tearfully, "Thank you brother!"

Yao An and Yao Jianqi walked to the intersection, and watched the family leave before they kept waving. Before that, the policeman kindly brought them two pairs of local cloth shoes, which made them walk like they were walking on clouds. Coming like an artery.

At the same time, Yao An and Yao Jianqi saw the dusty self in each other's eyes, the sweaty and dry hair, face, neck, unthreaded jacket and trousers of smoke.

But their hands are still holding each other, with palm prints connecting palm prints, finger joints glued to finger joints, the tenderness is so inappropriate.

"Do you still remember..." Yao Jianqi said hoarsely, "What you said last night?"

Yao An was startled, looked at him, and remained silent for a long time.

After that, he took something out of his pocket, spread it out, and said, "Look."

Yao Jianqi lowered his head, and then he saw two identical silver locks lying on Yao An's palms, with a butterfly's belly carved out in the raised part in the middle, rolling a ray of light under the thin dawn.

Yao An flicked his thumb and turned one of them over. Four characters were engraved on the back of the lock.

Yao Jianqi's eyelashes moved slightly, and he raised his hand to open another one.

For the rest of my life, childhood sweethearts.

"Is this your wish?" Yao Jianqi stroked the dent of the writing with his hand, and there was a gentle fall in his voice.

Yao An said: "This is a daytime wish."

Yao Jianqi raised his eyebrows and looked into him deeply: "What about the night?"

Yao An's eyes flickered suddenly, and he didn't know when he became afraid of Yao Jianqi's direct gaze.

It is not night now, because the transparent daylight has fallen, and you can see the curled paper and the falling sparks, it is day everywhere, but the night gently holds one of his ankles.

"I hope you can like, kiss and hug frankly." Yao An said seriously, "No matter who he is."

Yao Jianqi's heart twitched, he took a breath and restrained his breathing: "Then do you know what my wish is?"

Yao An shook his head lightly and asked, "Yes..."

He hadn't finished asking, and he didn't need to.

In the sudden heat, Yao An opened his eyes wide and lost his voice in surprise.And Yao Jianqi got closer and occupied in letting go, licking the palate with the tip of his tongue, inducing the most instinctive response, tremblingly demanding the deepest hug.

They stood on the shattered bodies of the path, with blue smoke and dust floating around them. Behind the exposed muscles of the mountains, the advection fog came on the wings of swifts.

The one who kisses is kissing back.

This is my wish.