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Chapter 155 I Don't Need Your Care The Most ([-])

When the simple house collapsed, Wan Qing could only feel that her heart was on fire. The feeling of worry was so strong that even the blazing flames couldn't stop her pace. She only thought of Qiao Jinfan inside, inside, This thought stuck in her chest like a sharp sword, and just when she wanted to rush in, the house collapsed again with a loud noise.

"Come on, help!"

A sharp and panicked voice came from one corner, but Lai Xue's face turned pale, and she ran out from the old fisherman's house on the other side as if she had seen a ghost.

After the simple house exploded, it quickly caught fire and collapsed. Just as Wan Qing's heart sank along with her, Lai Xue's voice sounded like an alarm bell. Only then did Wan Qing realize that half of the roof of the fisherman's old house was on fire. A wooden stake for drying clothes was crackling and burning.

"Come on, help me, save me, help me~"

Lai Xue seemed to be frightened by the situation, and when she stumbled out, a layer of black had already been applied to her white face, and the smell of burnt hair filled the air, Wan Qing was suddenly full of hope asked:

"Are they in there?"

Wan Qing grabbed Lai Xue's arm fiercely, Lai Xue was obviously taken aback, she didn't think about what happened to Wan Qing, but her face was panicked and nervous, she shook off her arm and was about to find someone to save her.

"Help, come quickly!"

Lai Xue yelled hysterically, but it was no match for Wan Qing's strength and roar:

"Is Qiao Jinfan in there?"

After Lai Xue yelled twice, seeing that no one came over for a while, she was intimidated by Wan Qing's frightening expression:
"He passed out, passed out~"

Lai Xue kept nodding her head, and then shouted for help at the top of her voice, when someone not far away heard the movement and rushed over with doubts.

Seeing that the door of the old house was already on fire, Wan Qing couldn't care less. At this time in September, the weather is still very hot, and the fisherman's house has an old-fashioned thatched roof, but it is very cool in summer. Mars, however, was out of control.

Wan Qing didn't have time to think about it, she looked at the quilt that was hung on the rope made of discarded cables, she tore it off, and then threw the quilt into the basin with mud on one side , pressed hard, the quilt was completely soaked, Wan Qing struggled to pull, lowered her body, and pressed the quilt on her body, the soaked quilt filled with the smell of sweat and mud immediately covered Wan Qing's body. Also got soaked.

Lifting her head and grabbing the towel that was on the side of the basin, she flicked it in the water and pulled it up again. Wan Qing wrapped the towel around her face, only her eyes were exposed, and then covered with the quilt, she was already facing the crackling water. The house drove past.

There seemed to be countless footsteps behind her, and Lai Xue's sharp urging voice, but as the fire burned her face, she couldn't hear clearly.

"Then who went in?"

"Hurry up and get water, go and turn on the water pump~"

There were mixed voices behind him, but no one really rushed forward. After all, it was not his own life, let alone the life of his relatives.

And Lai Xue's voice gradually became blurred, but Qiao Jinfan was in Wan Qing's mind, you can't be busy, you can't~

"Qiao Jinfan~"

The muffled voice, before shouting out, the stinky smell of sweat from the towel and the steaming smoke have already blown towards the face, roasting on the face, the real burning pain.

It was completely different from the feeling of seeing the simple house collapsed just now. Wan Qing seemed to have forgotten that she was in danger, but she was surprisingly courageous. She calmly looked for Qiao Jinfan's shadow, as if she was sure that he would be fine, as if she believed that the next glance would bring him back. will see him.

At this time, Xia Wanqing had already forgotten that she was in danger, but acted on instinct without hesitation.

"Qiao Jinfan~"

The main beam of the house was already on fire, and those burning spines, some of which were just made up of thin wooden sticks, sparks fell one after another. Fortunately, the smoke was not very large, Wan Qing saw the tall figure leaning on the indoor stone table in the firelight, He was lying there motionless.

"Qiao Jinfan!"

Wan Qing was nervous but calm, a piece of wood fell and nearly hit her, but she didn't seem to feel it, she just carried the quilt on her back and walked quickly towards the person who fell by the table.

The few poinsettia plants that had been placed in the corner had already burned with the fiery flames, and bursts of smoke were rising. With the wind blowing in, Wan Qing's drunken eyes could hardly be opened.

bang~
A piece of wood happened to fall on the stone table, and rolled down, Wan Qing was startled, covered with a quilt, and lay on the unconscious man.

"Qiao Jinfan, Qiao Jinfan~"

After Wan Qing anxiously called out twice, perhaps agitated by the drenched quilt and the water on Wan Qing's body, the man under her moved. Wan Qing put her hand on the ground and carefully lifted the quilt , but saw the face of the man below him.

It wasn't Qiao Jinfan, it was Mo Lingtian!

What about Qiao Jinfan?At this moment, Wan Qing's heart was beating like in heaven and hell, Qiao Jinfan was not here!
"Qiao Jinfan, Qiao Jinfan~"

Calling from all directions in the evening sky, she who was originally bold and calm suddenly became panicked.

But the fire in the room was flickering, but there was no sign of Qiao Jinfan. Wan Qing gritted her teeth, and watched Mo Lingtian, who had a wound on his forehead, slowly opened his eyes, but still stretched out his hand and pulled out his hand. arm.

"Wake up and come with me!"

But Mo Lingtian's handsome face, when he opened his eyes, looked slack, Wan Qing smelled blood, obviously Mo Lingtian was injured elsewhere.

"Let's go~"

Mo Lingtian quickly found his reason, his voice seemed weak but firm, at that moment, Wan Qing saw an instinctive concern in his eyes that were always full of sarcasm and indifference, hurry up!
If with Wan Qing's hatred and resentment towards him, and his indifference and hurt to her for the past three years, she could really just let it go and turn around and leave.

However, she slapped Mo Lingtian's face fiercely with her hands, not allowing him to close his eyes again, but said in a stern and cold voice:
"Mo Lingtian, wake up and follow me!"

At that moment, Wan Qing didn't know how frightening and cold her gaze was in the flames. She only knew that her head, body, and through the quilt were all hot. If it was too late, Mo Lingtian would die, and she would also die Escape the flames.

(End of this chapter)