After rebirth, I sent scum to the crematorium

#051

After Qi Ningyu went out, Xing Yuchuan was still worried. He was afraid that he would be angry if he followed Qi Ningyu all the time, so he hesitated for a long time, and finally he got up and left.

He had never been to the company's warehouse. He drove around a few times before finally finding the right one. As soon as he arrived outside the community, he found that there was thick smoke billowing in the community, surrounded by a bunch of people outside.

He hurriedly stopped the car anywhere, jumped out of the car, grabbed someone and asked, "What happened?"

The other party was startled by him, and stammered: "There is a house inside, it's on fire."

Hearing "fire", Xing Yuchuan rushed in without any time to think, and someone beside him stopped him to persuade him.

"Young man, don't go! The fire engines haven't even arrived yet. I heard it's a warehouse there, and the fire is burning! It's dangerous!"

Xing Yuchuan suddenly pushed away the person who blocked him.

Warehouse, dangerous.

He uncontrollably thought of the picture in his dream again, and thought of the charred corpse he held in his arms.

——Ning Yu, you must be safe!

Xing Yuchuan rushed to the burning place at the fastest speed. Thick smoke and flames gushed out from the window and rushed straight up. You could feel the scorching heat several meters away.

He counted the house number, and his mind went blank for a moment.

It was the company's warehouse that caught fire.

"Ning Yu!"

Xing Yuchuan desperately ran towards the window, but he couldn't get close at all, so he immediately ran towards the door again.

"Ning Yu! Ning Yu! Are you in there?"

Smoke was also escaping from the crack in the door, and a wooden stick was tied to the doorknob, just blocking the door.

His heart sank immediately, he took off the wooden stick and hammered on the door vigorously, the scalded metal door panel scorched his hands instantly peeling.

At this time, some surrounding residents came to fight the fire, some with fire extinguishers, some with buckets.

But the door was locked, and they couldn't get in at all.

"Which one will unlock! Open the door first!"

"Whoever opens it, spray it into the window first!"

"I can't even spray it! Which one will work!"

Xing Yuchuan heard a few people quarreling, he glanced at the bucket carried by one person, and went directly to grab the bucket without saying a word.

"What are you doing!"

The man yelled at him, but he didn't hear him at all. He picked up the water and splashed it on the scalded wall. The water made a "squeak" sound on the wall, and soon turned into water vapor and evaporated dry.

He poured it several times, finished pouring the water in the bucket, and then threw the bucket away. There were no fire axes in the old community, so he caught sight of the fire extinguisher in someone else's hand.

The person he was staring at immediately stared nervously, "What are you doing?"

Xing Yuchuan went straight to grab someone else's fire extinguisher, picked it up and smashed it against the wall that had just been splashed with water.

The walls of the old house have been there for many years, and they have been alternately cold and hot for several times. After being smashed a few times, a hole was smashed out, and the fire inside burst out of the hole.

Xing Yuchuan turned around and asked, "Is there any water?"

A person behind brought a bucket of water, worrying that there was nowhere to pour it, so he quickly brought it in.

Today Xing Yuchuan was only wearing a shirt, and he didn't care too much. He took it off and went into the water, wrapped it in his hands, and stretched out the hole he made to open the door.

The people around were shocked when they saw it. He dared to stretch his hand into the fire, and it was almost fatal.

But Xing Yuchuan was still alive, and the door was opened by him, and his hand was withdrawn, even though the layer of clothes was burned red, he put the shirt on again as if he didn't feel any pain I'm about to rush in.

At this time, an old man next to him couldn't stand it any longer, he held him back and said, "Annual ring man, why are you so desperate! What's in it that's so valuable!"

Xing Yuchuan's mind went blank, he didn't think about anything, he only knew that he was going to save Qi Ningyu.

So, he shook off the uncle's hand, and several other people beside him also came to hold him, but three or four men couldn't hold him at all.

He stared at them coldly and shouted, "Let go!"

Several people subconsciously let go of their hands and stepped back, but he still wanted to rush in.

"Wait, here's a sheet."

Suddenly someone yelled that the bed sheet probably fell from a window upstairs, and it was more useful than Xing Yuchuan's thin shirt.

Xing Yuchuan listened to this sentence, he caught the bed sheet handed over by the man, then stuffed it into the bucket and passed it through again, then poured the remaining water in the bucket from head to bottom, and pulled away the bed sheet he had just used to smash it. Fire extinguisher for the door.

Everyone in the back watched this desperate man rush into the fire inside the door without the slightest hesitation.

"What is he going to save? What is more important than life!"

"I heard that there seems to be someone inside who hasn't come out."

"Who is it?"

"I heard it was a young man."

Xing Yuchuan rushed into the fire scene, the inside was so red that he couldn't even open his eyes.He could only use the fire extinguisher to spray on the feeling.

He wanted to call out Qi Ningyu's name, but there was no way to speak out.

What burned the most was the foam and cardboard boxes inside, which were also the most stuffed, but luckily they didn't fill the whole house, so he could still walk in.

He couldn't see clearly, and couldn't make a sound, and he didn't dare to rush too fast, so he moved slowly in, for fear of accidentally missing Qi Ningyu.

The water on the sheet he put on began to get scalded, sticking to his body as if soaked in hot water.

—— Ning Yu!Where are you?

——Give me some voice, please!

Xing Yuchuan couldn't help shouting in his heart.

Suddenly, he heard a "bang—" sound from inside, as if something hard had rolled to the ground.

—— Ning Yu!

Xing Yuchuan hurriedly rushed towards the direction of the sound, he was too hasty to notice, and was hit on the head by a robot that happened to fall down.

Immediately, he was dizzy for a long time before he stood up straight, ignoring the blood streaming down his forehead, and walked forward.

Finally, he saw the innermost door of the house, which was the bathroom of the house, but the house was not connected to water, and the bathroom was useless, and there were some sundries.

However, the door was closed at this time, but because it was a wooden door, the lowest part was already on fire.

The space inside was very small, and there were no windows, so it was already very dark, but now it was made even darker by the firelight.

Xing Yuchuan couldn't see clearly, but he was worried that Qi Ningyu was inside, so he didn't dare to spray the door with a fire extinguisher, so he tried his best to put out the fire around the door first.

Then, he tore off the sheet covering his body and went to fight the fire on the door.

When the sheet was on, he still felt it was too hot, but when he took it off, he felt how effective the sheet was, as if his back was directly facing the fire, it was as if he was being grilled on the fire.

But he only felt it for an instant, and then he put out the fire on the door, pushed the door halfway, found it stuck, and saw a leg in the light of the fire.

Xing Yuchuan cautiously poked his head in, finally covered his mouth with the sheet, and let out a hoarse cry.

"Ning Yu."

He hurriedly got in through the crack of the door, grabbed the leg, and suddenly felt that the touch was wrong. When he looked up, he found that it was a scrapped robot.

"Ning—cough, cough..."

He suddenly coughed, the smoke in the room was getting bigger and bigger, and all of it poured into the bathroom at this moment. When he wanted to go out again, the robots piled up outside fell down and blocked the door. Flames poured in.

But even if he doesn't open the door, the old wooden door won't last long.

——Ning Yu, have you gone out yet?

Xing Yuchuan found that the bed sheet had evaporated and dried up, and it was almost useless. His breathing became heavier and more uncomfortable.

—— Ning Yu!

—— Ning Yu...

Bang, bang, bang!

Xing Yuchuan suddenly heard three knocks on the wall, regular sounds.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three more beeps, the strength that Xing Yuchuan seemed to have exhausted just now was suddenly born again.

There is still someone in the house, if it is Qi Ningyu!

He immediately stood up, covered his mouth with a bed sheet, opened the door of the bathroom, smashed out the robots inside, and smashed the pile of robots blocking the road outside, and then he rushed out in flames, toward the sound of the sound of knocking on the wall just now. where it came from.

Qi Ningyu was lying behind a metal cabinet. He fainted at the door, and then woke up from the heat. When he found the fire, he immediately wanted to go out, but the door couldn't be opened, and the fire started again. He had no strength at all, and his mind was dizzy.

So, he picked up his mobile phone and called the fire alarm, and then found a place to hide.

But the foam in the room burned too fast, and within 2 minutes the whole house was on fire, and he was instantly surrounded by fire.

At that moment, he felt that he was going to die again, even if it was a few days longer than the last life, he would still be burned to death after all, as if this was his destined fate.

He didn't even think about who the person outside that door was, nor why he had to repeat the same fate.

He just thought, he's going to die again!

It really hurts to be burned to death.

He doesn't want to go through that pain again!

"Ning Yu!"

"Ning Yu—"

When Qi Ningyu was most desperate, he seemed to hear Xing Yuchuan calling him, but he no longer had the strength to answer.

He is so sleepy, he wants to sleep.

He didn't want to experience the pain of being burned to death again.

However, just as he was about to fall asleep, he saw someone rush into the fire.

"Ning Yu—"

Xing Yuchuan finally found Qi Ningyu behind the metal cabinet, between the cabinet and the corner of the wall, he rushed over and hugged Qi Ningyu, blocking the fire behind him with his body.

Qi Ningyu raised her hand slightly, glanced at Xing Yuchuan, and subconsciously called out, "Brother——"

He finally fell asleep again.

Xing Yuchuan firmly pressed Qi Ningyu into his arms, and remained motionless when he heard the sound of a fire truck outside.

It wasn't until the fireman came behind him and patted him on the shoulder that he carefully handed over Qi Ningyu. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound from his throat. Watching the firefighter rescue Qi Ningyu, he fell to the ground. Go down, there is no movement.

Qi Ningyu woke up again in the hospital. Xue Yuan was sitting next to his bed, playing a game. Seeing him move, he quickly put down his phone.

"Ayu, are you awake?"

Qi Ningyu sat up with support, feeling her throat was very uncomfortable, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "How did I get to the hospital?"

"The firefighters rescued you. Don't worry, the doctor said you're fine, because the medicine you took just slowed down your breathing, and you hid in a suitable place. It may be that your throat and mouth are affected. You'll be fine in two days." alright."

Qi Ningyu thought about it for a while, not sure if what he saw was a hallucination, and wanted to ask Xue Yuan, but felt inappropriate.

Xue Yuan stared at him, and said proactively, "Do you want to ask Xing Yuchuan?"

Qi Ningyu frowned, "So, is he really there?"

Xue Yuan nodded, and then said: "The doctor said that he suffered from heavy smoke inhalation and had multiple burns. He is still in a coma. Do you want to see him?"

Qi Ningyu turned to stare at Xue Yuan and asked, "Do you want me to see him?"

Xue Yuan lowered his gaze, then stared back at him suddenly, "Ayu, I wanted to hide it from you and say that he did this by himself. But the fireman who rescued you said that he protected you until the end. He fell down after handing you over to the firefighters. Ayu, I know, if it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to do it."

"Xue Yuan, you don't have to—"

Xue Yuan interrupted Qi Ningyu, "I know, I don't need to compare with him, all I need is your happy and indulgent side."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Qi Ningyu and put his arms around Qi Ningyu's waist.

"Ning Yu!"

Xing Yuchuan suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was not a place he was familiar with. He fixed his eyes and looked around, at a loss as to where he was.

At this time, a woman in a black suit came over, holding a black box in her hand, then walked up to him, and handed the box to him.

"Mr. Xing, please mourn."

condolences?

Xing Yuchuan suddenly lowered his head, stared at the black box, raised his hand to take it, and when he held the box in his hand, he suddenly understood.

——This is Ning Yu's ashes.

——Ning Yu, it’s gone.

—this is the last of him.

Xing Yuchuan subconsciously picked up the urn, stuck it to his heart, and then muttered in a low voice.

"Ning Yu, I'm going home with my brother."

"Mr. Xing, the exit door is over there."

The woman behind shouted, but Xing Yuchuan didn't seem to hear it. He walked straight forward and reached the door with the words "cremation room". He wanted to open the door, but he couldn't.

"Open the door."

Xing Yuchuan shouted angrily at the woman behind.

The woman answered him, "Mr. Xing, that's the door to the cremation room."

"Open the door, I want to go."

Xing Yuchuan didn't seem to hear it, and insisted on opening the door.

At that moment, the woman felt that what Xing Yuchuan was going to was the cremation room.

"Ayu, take Ning Yu home."

Xing Yuchuan suddenly heard Aunt Lan's voice, turned his head slightly, then fell silent again, hugged the urn in his arms, and walked out towards the exit door.

He took Qi Ningyu back to the house where they had lived together for 10 years, and brought Qi Ningyu back to their room, then he put Qi Ningyu on the bed, he lay down on the bed, hugged Qi Ningyu tightly, and covered her with the quilt to sleep.

From dawn to dusk, to dawn, to dusk.

Aunt Lan knocked on the door, "Ayu, go downstairs and have something to eat, Ning Yu will be sad if you are like this."

Xing Yuchuan heard it, but he didn't move, he hugged the urn even tighter.

His Ningyu baby will never be sad again, his Ningyu baby is only a handful of ashes left, how can he be sad.

He is the only one who is sad, he can no longer hold his baby Ningyu, and he can't hear baby Ningyu call him "brother" anymore.

Why didn't he take his baby Ningyu with him when he left?

"Ning Yu... Are you unwilling to take me with you even if you die?"

Xing Yuchuan's voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear it, his throat was as dry as cracked bark, he couldn't even cry.

Images of the past kept replaying in my mind.

At the age of 8, Qi Ningyu always woke up with nightmares in the middle of the night, so he coaxed 8-year-old Qi Ningyu and said: "The next time you encounter something scary, you call brother Superman, and brother will become a superman to save you. "

Until Qi Ningyu was 13 years old, he often heard Qi Ningyu yelling "Brother Superman" in his dreams, and went back to sleep quietly every time he finished yelling.

16-year-old Qi Ningyu was in puberty for the first time. Before the bed was separated, he felt the person in his arms get up before dawn. He thought that Qi Ningyu had gone to the bathroom, but she didn't come back for a long time.He was curious to see what the kid was doing, only to see him washing his underwear.

Then, he gave Qi Ningyu a physiology class for a week in a row. After the class, Qi Ningyu hesitated for a few days before coming to him and asking him, "Is it okay for boys and boys? Because I dreamed about a boy."

20-year-old Qi Ningyu put on a well-fitting suit, combed her hair neatly, stood in front of him like a tall and straight poplar, and said to him: "Brother, from today onwards, I will work hard to become your best A right-hand man, until you can't do without me."

He hooked the little white poplar that was full of his eyes into his arms, kissed fiercely, and then said: "I couldn't do without you."

The 25-year-old Qi Ningyu stood in front of his desk with an unsmiling expression, listed items one by one and said to him: "Last month your ex-lover broke up and gave him a house and an endorsement. This month you broke up again. ? It has already exceeded the highest expenditure in the past, you'd better bear with it and don't divide it."

He walked around to the table, pressed the serious Qi Ningyu on the table, bit Qi Ningyu's chin and asked dissatisfiedly: "Baby Ningyu, why aren't you jealous?"

27-year-old Qi Ningyu looked at him indifferently and said, "Go with you, I'd rather die."

Xing Yuchuan couldn't help tightening the urn in his arms again, he was tired and curled up, he circled the urn, and muttered hoarsely to himself.

"Ning Yu... I'm sorry, it's my brother who made a mistake. If I do it all over again, I will never make you sad again."

"Ayu, Ayu? Ayu—"

Aunt Lan's voice rang outside the door many times, and Xing Yuchuan finally heard it.

Aunt Lan said: "Someone from the police said that part of the memory card monitored at the scene has been repaired. I have something to ask you."

Xing Yuchuan was stunned for a long time before he understood the meaning of Aunt Lan's words, and he was stunned for a long time before finally getting up from the bed.

However, he didn't even drink water for two days, and he fell down when he got out of bed, hitting the floor with a muffled sound.

Aunt Lan couldn't come in, so she could only ask outside: "A Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Xing Yuchuan didn't answer, he got up slowly, went to the bathroom to wash his face, then raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was messed up, his eye circles were terribly black, and his face was full of stubble.

Ning Yu hates sloppy things the most.

So, he took a shower, washed his hair, shaved, changed his clothes, and tidied his hair before going out.

When he went out, he closed the door gently, as if worried about disturbing someone in the room.

When he got downstairs, Xing Yuchuan saw two police officers sitting in the living room.

Aunt Lan handed him a glass of water first, and he drank the whole glass in one go before heading to the living room.

Two police officers stood up and shook hands with him, and one of them said to him: "Although the fire was very serious, we still repaired a memory card in a surveillance system, recovered some data, and captured some pictures in it. The fire may not have been set by Mr. Qi himself."

Xing Yuchuan suddenly raised his brows, the police officer took out a tablet computer, clicked on a section of surveillance footage, and it was the section of the stairs.

He looked down, and there was already a fire at the beginning of the picture, but after a while, Qi Ningyu ran down the stairs. Although he couldn't see it in the picture, he could guess that Qi Ningyu should have run to the gate.

After a while, Qi Ningyu came back again, and he went to the bottom of the stairs, where there was a switch for the fire protection device, but the inside was already on fire, and Qi Ningyu couldn't get in at all.

Then, the railing of the stairs fell and blocked the way.

The police officer said: "It can be seen here that he obviously wanted to escape, and he was saving himself."

Xing Yuchuan didn't hear what the police officer said, he took the tablet subconsciously, held it tightly in his hand, and stared at the picture on the screen.

Qi Ningyu is indeed saving himself, every movement seems to say that he wants to live.

But when the fire started, it burned his trousers first, and then his clothes, and he tried his best to put out the fire.

But the fire grew bigger and bigger, and he couldn't put it out, and his whole body was burned.

Xing Yuchuan stared unblinkingly at the burning man on the screen who was constantly struggling. Although there was no sound, he heard Qi Ningyu's shout.

"Save me! Brother, save me!"

"I'm in so much pain! Help—"

"……love me!"

"Kill me! Brother, you killed me!"

"Mr. Xing? Mr. Xing!"

The police officers next to him suddenly called a few words, but Xing Yuchuan didn't respond, and one of them raised his hand and pushed.

Xing Yuchuan raised his eyes mechanically, revealing his staring red eyes, tears kept rolling down, but he asked as if unconscious: "What's wrong?"

"Don't look at it."

The police officer said to get the tablet in Xing Yuchuan's hand, but Xing Yuchuan suddenly grasped it tightly. He snapped his finger and immediately stained the tablet with blood.

He refused, saying, "Let me finish."

But the monitoring screen didn't reach the end. The screen flickered violently, and then fell into darkness.

Xing Yuchuan was stunned holding the tablet, as if he suddenly lost his goal, not knowing what he should do.

"Mr. Xing, are you okay?"

Xing Yuchuan shook his head, returned the tablet and said, "It's okay, I'll trouble you."

The police officer stared at him in surprise, and carefully reminded: "But, there is blood in your tears."

boom--

In the intensive care unit, Xing Yuchuan rolled off the hospital bed, and all the respirator and infusion tube on his body fell off.

He slowly got up from the ground, and the nurse outside rushed in when he heard the sound, and was startled when he saw his appearance.

"Mr. Xing, you can't get out of bed and go back to bed and lie down."

The nurse stepped forward to stop Xing Yuchuan, but Xing Yuchuan walked out regardless.

She couldn't help but say, "Mr. Xing, where are you going?"

Xing Yuchuan glanced at her, his eyes were red with tears streaming down his face, and then he said to her, "I'm going to find Ning Yu, how painful it is for him to be alone!"