The famous utensil of the superstar

Once the tight string was relaxed, Han Zhao couldn't wait for one more second, and hurried into a taxi, urging the driver to drive faster.

Because he left in such a hurry, he forgot to bring his mobile phone, and his heart beat uncontrollably. Thinking that Ye Cheng was waiting for him in that "home" full of memories of the two of them, he would never leave, he clenched his hands tightly. Fist, the whole body trembled slightly.

It was not difficult to walk on the road until ten o'clock in the evening, but there was a long queue of cars in front of the neighborhood.

Han Zhao was in a state of anxiety, the driver was confused, the cars in front turned around and turned back without knowing what happened, and the cars behind didn't know the situation and continued to move forward, directly blocking the road tightly.

At this time, I don't know who shouted, "The front is on fire, the cars behind should turn around quickly!"

Those words frightened the people around, and the crowd of cars instantly became chaotic. Han Zhao was so anxious that he threw down the money and wanted to get out of the car.

"Brother, didn't you hear that there was a fire ahead? It's useless for you to go there at this time, so take a detour as soon as possible."

Han Zhao didn't answer, got out of the car stubbornly, ran all the way forward, his heart was beating wildly for no reason, the vision became blurred as he walked forward, and he could vaguely see the billowing smoke from a building in the community .

That neighborhood is where Ye Cheng lives. Han Zhao's head buzzed, and the memory of being buried in a fire in his previous life flooded out again. He didn't dare to continue thinking, so he grabbed a bystander and asked eagerly, "Brother, Do you know which building and which floor the resident's house is on fire?"

"It should be the third floor of Building No. [-]. There are a lot of rich people living here. It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes to encounter this kind of thing. I heard that the gas leak in the kitchen caused an open fire. Such a big fire, I can't see it dying or burning to a half-mutilation."

He lived in Ye Cheng's house for more than half a year, even with his eyes closed, he could find the location of his house.

The third floor of Building No. [-]... kitchen gas leak...

Han Zhao's whole body was trembling. Even if he was killed in the flames, he was never as scared as he is now. Ye Cheng lives in Building No. [-], and he said in a text message that he wanted to cook for himself.

His heart hurt like it was exploding, and he took a few breaths violently, feeling like he was having a ridiculous dream.

"Firefighting! Why didn't you report such a big fire! Is there anyone inside!"

"Phone, give me the phone!"

Han Zhao heard a harsh and hoarse voice coming from his throat, and people around said in a hurry, "I have already reported it, but there is a big traffic jam ahead, and the fire truck is blocked. Now the traffic jam is diverting the traffic. It is such a big traffic jam." We can't save the fire!"

"Yeah, except for those on the third floor who couldn't get out, everyone else has already come out."

One sentence made Han Zhao unable to think any more. He couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything clearly. All he could hear was the crackling fire. to be burned.

Ye Cheng is still inside, his little fool is still inside...

He snatched the cell phone of the person next to him, ignored his yelling, and dialed Ye Cheng's number.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

The mechanical and slow sound made people's hearts fall into the abyss little by little.

Answer the phone!Ye Cheng, answer the phone quickly!

Han Zhao roared in his heart, but no one answered the phone. He didn't know what it was like when Ye Cheng called him and no one answered. At least at this moment, he regretted that he could hardly stand up. He deeply understood Ye Cheng's feelings, he hated himself for being so stubborn, if he had received his call earlier, if he had come to see him earlier, if he hadn't left him and left secretly...

But the reality is cruel, and there is never an if.

The open flames became more and more glaring, thick smoke filled the air, the roads on both sides were blocked, and the fire engines were delayed.

At this time, the security guard at the door saw a figure running in quickly, and he shouted "Don't go!", but Han Zhao who was standing there had disappeared.

The flames were raging, and the residents of the entire building were evacuated like frightened birds. When Han Zhao reached the second floor, he was already blinded by the thick smoke.

The memories of the previous life flooded in once again, the beams that kept falling, the room that was about to be burned, the screams one after another... and the heart-piercing pain when the body was swallowed by the flames...

Animals' instinctive fear of flames and the lingering nightmares of previous lives made Han Zhaoqin break out in a layer of cold sweat. It will spit out in the next second.

Han Zhao, you fucking coward!

He laughed crazily in his heart, and now he is staring at the direction of the stairs and climbing up step by step. Even though there is thick smoke in front of him and he can't see anything, he must not retreat.

"Ye Cheng! Cough...cough cough...Ye Cheng!"

He covered his mouth and nose and yelled with difficulty, but no one responded to him. The higher the stairs, the higher the temperature. When he reached the third floor, he was already blowing hot wind like a furnace.

Han Zhao felt pain all over his body, as if he had been thrown into hot water and boiled alive. His skin was bursting, and his muscles were also emitting a burnt smell... He knew this was an illusion, just before his death in his previous life. Memory fragments, but he can't control his thoughts, this feeling of being burned alive, he can't let Ye Cheng try it once.

He struggled to find the door, he had already inhaled too much smoke, his chest felt like a huge mountain, and the pain was unbearable when he took a breath.

"Bang bang bang!"

He kicked the door with all his strength, "Ye Cheng...are you inside! Answer me! Cough...Ye Cheng! I'm Han Zhao!"

In his desperation, he didn't even notice that he said "Han Zhao" instead of "Zhao Han", but at this moment he couldn't control so much, the anti-theft gate was scorching hot, and he was scalded as soon as he approached.

A door can separate life and death.

Han Zhao didn't dare to think about what had become inside, but kept calling Ye Cheng's name over and over again, as if he was in a demon.

The fire became more and more fierce, crackling sounds could be heard all around, and the oxygen was constantly being squeezed away by the carbon monoxide. Han Zhao's face was almost bruised, but he refused to leave stubbornly.

The thick smoke in front of me suddenly dissipated for some reason, and a large area of ​​sunlight shone in, and all areas were dyed with bright colors.

Ye Cheng sat on the fitness equipment and sweated profusely. When he saw him walking over, he jumped up happily, knocked him staggering, and said with a smile, "Old Zhao, I like you."

Han Zhao felt his eyes were sore, he opened his mouth, but the thick smoke choked his throat.

Ye Cheng didn't seem to mind that he didn't respond, so he glanced at him anxiously, scratched his hair in embarrassment, and asked him in a low voice, "Then do you...do you, even just a little, like me?"

Tears fell down, this sentence almost clumps up his internal organs, he opened his mouth vigorously, he knew that if he missed this time again, God would definitely not give him a third chance.

But his throat was so hoarse that he could only make single sounds of "uh" and "ah". He was so anxious that he tried to grab Ye Cheng's hand and nodded with all his strength.

But Ye Cheng didn't seem to be able to see his movements. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he turned his head in embarrassment and despair.

Don't go!

Ye Cheng!Han Zhao called him from behind, stood up and chased after him vigorously, but the large bright light and shadow quickly faded before his eyes, he could do nothing but watch Ye Cheng go further and further away, when Ye Cheng's figure disappeared completely, there was a thick smoke in front of him Diffuse, scorching hot, like hell...

Sometimes there is only a thin line between heaven and hell. If you miss the ladder, you can only allow yourself to fall into the dark [-]th floor of hell and never be reborn.

Han Zhao's strength was exhausted, he couldn't find Ye Cheng in the thick smoke, if Ye Cheng really couldn't get out, then he would rather die with him at his door, at least in this way they can get very close...

The memory of the flames in his previous life hit him again, but he remained indifferent and closed his eyes.

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, followed by the sound of glass exploding. Han Zhao was startled, and opened his eyes in disbelief. On the other wall amidst the thick smoke, a window that only accommodated one person was smashed. It smashed open, and in the shadows, a figure staggered and jumped down, and when it landed, it made a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"Cough cough...grass...cough cough cough...damn, I almost couldn't live...!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Han Zhao was stunned. He didn't care about the pain all over his body. He didn't even know where his strength suddenly came from, but he rushed over and hugged the man tightly in his arms. inside.

The man was startled, his hair almost stood on end, even though he had inhaled too much smoke and was about to faint, he still shot subconsciously.

Han Zhao was punched hard by him, mixed with the pain all over his body, he almost died, but he didn't relax his hand at all, "Ye Cheng...cough...it's me, Han Zhao."

Ye Cheng was completely stunned when he heard his voice, and he didn't have time to fight back, so he froze on the spot.

"How could you... um!"

The following words were blocked by a mouth that was so fierce that it almost devoured. Two people who were severely deprived of oxygen were in a place where an explosion might happen at any time.

The air is so thin, the chest and head are in severe pain, but the mouth did not come too late, and the wait was too long, Ye Cheng almost forgot to push him away.

At this time, the four tightly pressed lips leaked a little gap, and Ye Cheng was already dizzy due to lack of oxygen, but at this moment, a voice came from his ear: "I love you."

He couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion, and he couldn't even see Han Zhao's face clearly, but if this moment could become eternity, then he would be willing to die even if he died in the next second.

When the fire truck arrived, the fire had spread to the point of being uncontrollable. Fortunately, the two desperate guys still wanted to escape when they were in a daze. They fled downstairs at the moment of crisis. Hospital rescue.

Except for a slight burn, Ye Cheng didn't have any serious injuries, but because he inhaled the thick smoke, he fell into a coma for a day before waking up, but Han Zhao was more seriously injured than him, and he was close to the fire source, and his arm was burned off A layer of skin, and woke up the next morning.

It turned out that the house that caught fire was not Ye Cheng, but his neighbor who lived next door. He was washing vegetables in the kitchen far away from the fire source. He didn't know what happened in the living room. When he smelled the smell, the whole living room It was already full of smoke.

At first he tried his best to run out of the door, but because the fire in the living room was too fierce, the door was blocked by the airflow and could not be opened at all. He had no choice but to go through the window, but because of his status as a star, the security measures in his house were in place, and the window was smashed. It couldn't even be smashed open, and it was covered with a solid anti-theft net, which made it hard for him to fly.

The smoke was getting heavier and heavier, and finally the whole room could not be seen clearly. Ye Cheng was so anxious that he suddenly realized that there was a small window in the bathroom that was close to the corridor without a protective net. That's why Han Zhao saw it. scene.

Because of the fire, the media outside were blown up. All the newspapers and magazines were full of relevant reports, and the reporters even made the hospital a mess.

But Ye Cheng is not in the mood to think about these things now. Compared with the fire, what shocked him even more was Han Zhao who wanted to save his life even if he wanted to save him, and the three words he heard before he fell into a coma.

When Han Zhao opened his eyes, he really thought he had come back from the dead again. It was not until he saw Ye Cheng who was sitting on the side that he finally swallowed his heart and stared at him almost greedily. It seemed that Ye Cheng would disappear from his sight in the next second.

Ye Cheng's scalp tingled from seeing him, he was used to Zhao Han's inactivity, and he was also used to his expressionless face, when he suddenly met such a direct and hot gaze, he coughed dryly and found it difficult to breathe.

"woke up?"

Han Zhao said "hmm", looking at the intact Ye Cheng and those familiar eyes, his heart suddenly collapsed and turned into an extremely soft substance.

If people are too persistent, they will get into the horns of the dead instead. If there is no slap in the face, maybe they will not be able to get out of it until they die. Now that he has survived the catastrophe, he still dare not think about what will happen now if Ye Cheng made a slight mistake at that time, but Fortunately, the person he loves is still alive, and so is he.

All kinds of timidity and avoidance at the beginning now seem like a joke, and he suddenly no longer cares about it. Even if Ye Cheng can't accept the fact that he is Han Zhao in the end, at least he can't escape anymore.

Too many dark and obscure things in his previous life occupied his whole life, and he never got it, so he was even more afraid of losing it.

It seems that he seems to be invincible, but in fact he is inferior and cowardly emotionally, saying that he is not worthy of Ye Cheng, saying that he is afraid of deceiving the other party, in the end it is because he is a coward and cannot accept the "loss" brought by confessing everything .

But now, he suddenly understands that there is no "lose" more terrible than death. As long as they are still alive, there will always be opportunities. Feelings are not a single arrow. Ye Cheng has paid too much for him. Why doesn't he have the courage to give him more, or even pay? Everything in return?

This is his optimistic, strong, and extremely persistent Ye Cheng. I love such a good person deeply. Fortunately, he also loves me deeply, so what is there to be afraid of?

"Come here, I have something to tell you." Han Zhao licked his dry lips and waved to Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows, and sat down carelessly, but the position happened to be out of Han Zhao's reach, "That's right, I have something to ask you too."

Knowing that he was still angry, Han Zhao lowered his arms in frustration, and sighed slightly in his heart.

In fact, he knew what Ye Cheng wanted to ask himself, why did he leave him at that time, and what did it mean to give him a gift later, since he promised to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together, it’s nothing if he didn’t answer the phone...

All the problems are entangled with a knot, and this knot is nothing more than saying that he is "Han Zhao" or something.Han Zhao took a deep breath, knowing that no matter what Ye Cheng asked, he must be the first to confess this matter.

"Okay, you ask, I promise I will never lie to you in the future, no matter what you ask, I will tell you."

Han Zhao's words made Ye Cheng smile slightly, then he quickly lowered the corners of his mouth and said straight to the point, "Do you like me?"

Han Zhao didn't expect him to ask this in the first sentence, and immediately choked, his face turned red for the first time, "Ye Cheng, we'll talk about this question later, I have something very important to tell you, I actually... ..."

As he spoke, he tried to straighten up and wanted to hold Ye Cheng's hand, but Ye Cheng was unmoved, and sat in a place out of his reach, saying, "What detour did you make, I want to be honest."

Han Zhao smiled helplessly, and his heart was pounding. At this moment, he felt that he was not as good as a junior high school student. The confession to Luo Qiubai before could come easily, but now he has become a mute, holding back for a long time Unable to put out a P, he finally just nodded, "Yeah."

Ye Cheng's smile deepened, and he became even more embarrassed. He crossed his legs and stared at Han Zhao for a moment, his bright eyes shining brightly, "You told me that you are afraid of fire so you can't go into the kitchen to cook. Delicatessen, real or fake?"

"...really." Han Zhao slipped two words out of his throat with difficulty. If possible, he would never want to see an open fire again in his life.

"If you are so afraid of fire, why do you want to save me?"

Han Zhao raised his head, this time he was not escaping, his narrow and sharp eyes were locked on Ye Cheng, he did not answer his question but answered something wrong, "God has let me go once, so if I can trade my life for you I will go as many times as I want because I am dead..."

The following words were almost blurted out, but Ye Cheng suddenly waved his hand to stop him from continuing, his face was blushing almost bleeding, he fidgeted and turned around twice, and turned his head to the side with difficulty not wanting to meet Han Zhao's gaze, but in his heart Reluctant to part with it, he finally looked away, but his face turned even redder.

"You say that... what you said that day again."

Han Zhao couldn't speak in his stomach, and he was almost dying of anxiety. If he didn't tell the truth at this time, he would become a complete deception in the future.

"Ye Cheng...can you listen to me? I really have something important to tell you. I'm not the one you think..."

"To tell you the truth, you're just making up your mind. Who said you wouldn't be lying to me just now?" Ye Cheng interrupted him for the third time, with a very reasonable tone. If he put one leg on the chair at this time, With a tiger skin around his waist, he can completely play the role of the king of the mountain who persecutes women from good families.

Han Zhao's head hurt even more, and he finally realized that what he endured today was the fault of yesterday.

"Okay... what do you want to hear?"

"It's just ummm..."

"What... what?"

"It's just ummmm!"

"?"

Han Zhao really couldn't understand what it meant, but Ye Cheng's face turned even redder. In the end, he took a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision, strode up to Han Zhao, lowered his head and blocked closed his lips.

There are countless times in the movie that NG is a simple mouth, but now only when you meet the right person can you pass it once.

Han Zhao raised his eyebrows in astonishment. Ye Cheng's mouth should not be very jerky. He doesn't know any skills, but just licks and gnaws like a small animal. The broken hair on his forehead scratches Han Zhao very itchy. He knows his heart It fell completely, and it will never be restored.

Exhaled like a sigh, he raised his uninjured arm, hugged Ye Cheng's neck and regained the initiative, his lips and teeth were intertwined, this was the first time his mind was connected, the huge dizziness made Ye Cheng unable to stand Stop, gasping for breath.

Han Zhao's attack was fierce but gentle, and Ye Cheng bit him hard a second before he was suffocated.

"Hmm." Han Zhao was in pain, and when he looked up and saw Ye Cheng's moist and bright red lips, his eyes darkened instantly.

Ye Cheng's face was very red, but this time he didn't dodge shyly, but said slowly, firmly and persistently, "I love you."

Han Zhao's heart was severely injured by the sharp weapon, and he couldn't breathe for a while. Just as he was trying to straighten up and chase Ye Cheng's lips, he heard him say again, "Tell me."

"..."

Originally thought it was a confession, but it turned out... Han Zhao froze, and the expression on his face was really good-looking.

Ye Cheng smiled badly, and Han Zhao couldn't help but also indulged in a smile, "Well, I love you too."

A whispering voice drifted through the ward, and he raised his hand to touch his burnt and red side face and continued, "If you want to hear it, I can talk about it every day, but now can you listen to me finish what I just said?" ? My name is not Zhao..."

"Ha~" Ye Chengyi let out a big yawn in dismay, "Oh, I heard everything I wanted to hear, and I suddenly feel so tired. It must be that the carbon monoxide has not been drained from my body. I want to go back to sleep for a while, you Take a good rest too~"

"It will take less than 5 minutes. Can you listen to me? Ye Cheng? Ye Cheng!"

Han Zhao's voice sounded behind him, and finally turned into an exasperated voice. If he hadn't been injured, Ye Cheng had no doubt that he would immediately rush out and explain himself thoroughly.

But as long as you know that this man loves you too, and even gave up your life for yourself, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

As for whether his identity is Zhao Han or Han Zhao, does it matter?

Ye Cheng gave a smirk, and stretched his waist, making that guy keep a secret for the rest of his life and not say anything, and feel guilty about himself, it's really a good punishment.

Although he has a straightforward personality and usually has a hippie smile on his face, it doesn't mean he is a fool or deaf.Maybe Han Zhao himself didn't remember it. When the billowing smoke surrounded the two, he called his own name by mistake. He forgot, but he remembered it clearly.

Thinking of his previous evasion and concealment, thinking of the relationship that was originally gentle and lingering but suddenly shattered the next day he received the call, and the "Looking at Stockholm" that he has been ignoring and only remembering now, even he is afraid of fire. The aftermath of everything... everything finally came to the source and the answer.

He is Zhao Han and Han Zhao.

The news of Han Zhao’s death in the flames is still vivid in his mind. Ye Cheng doesn’t care about what happened, and he doesn’t want to hear from the man how he died, how he became Zhao Han and was admitted to a mental hospital, and whether he is even now. Still have feelings for Luo Qiubai...

These have become insignificant compared to the moment he appeared on the scene of the fire.

It doesn't matter whether he is a human or a ghost, a good person or a bad person, the important thing is that they love each other, and that's enough.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, shining golden light on the entire hospital corridor, and it was another new day.

The sun always rises, just like people who love each other always come together, which is great.

--【End of episode】--

The author has something to say: After a year, from January 2014 to April 1, nearly 2015 days and nights, I finally posted this article written in last year’s episode, and finally drew this article Full stop, it can also be regarded as an explanation to myself and all readers, and it has also fulfilled the promise made by Xuexue to never cheat. There are too many sorry to say, I am not a qualified author, I have committed the worst thing Mistakes, I’m also sorry for the readers who liked this article and me, I’m willing to take responsibility for the mistakes I made, I apologize to everyone here, I’m sorry, and of course I have too much thanks, thank you for being able to accompany me to this chapter. Girls who never leave, I love you, thank you.