you are a star

The light of the fire leaked out from the gap in the closed door of the cellar, and the smoke quickly diffused from the strands. Looking around, the cellar was shrouded in a layer of thick black smoke.

Jonan lay in the firelight.

The fire spread from her burning down jacket to the wooden board not far from her, and soon, everything related to wood in the cellar burned.

There were also some fragments of cloth and things she couldn't see clearly that were also burned.

The smoke quickly filled her body, and she pulled up the mask to cover up the particles in the smoke.

But she knew it wouldn't last long.

But other than that, she couldn't do anything, she couldn't move.

You can only stare at the door behind the fire, waiting for someone to come and put out the fire.

The persistent high fever made her vision blurred, tinnitus, convulsions, all kinds of uncomfortable symptoms were magnified, and even her brain was out of control...

She actually wondered, would Liang Feicheng come to rescue her?

He probably wished for her to die...

She smiled with red eyes, and tears fell out...

……

The fire in the cellar also alarmed Mr. Liang, he came out on crutches, followed by the bodyguards behind him with big black umbrellas.

"Master, please slow down."

"How could the cellar be on fire!" Mr. Liang was furious, his old face flushed with anger.

He stood under the umbrella and watched Liang Feicheng run towards the cellar. Behind him, none of Fan Qi, Su Yi and the others could keep up with his speed.

His gray eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he said in a deep voice, "Unworthy descendants!"

"Old man, do you want to stop the third young master?" Wang Shan asked behind him.

"Hmph," Mr. Liang trembled while leaning on his cane, and said sharply, "Can you stop him? You forgot how he disobeyed me three years ago!"

Wang Shan, who was [-] meters tall, lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

But in fact, he was not sure, even with Liang Feicheng's strength, he didn't dare to make a move easily.

Mr. Liang was so angry that he finally saw the group of people rushing towards the cellar, and was so anxious that he knocked on the floor with his crutches, "Call a few more people over, don't let him burn himself to death!"

How long will this unworthy descendant be ridiculous for that woman!
How could his Liang family give birth to such a thing!

There is an iron door outside the wooden door of the cellar. The fire has spread to the wooden door at this moment, and the iron door lock next to it has been licked by the flames. It is so hot that it can burn a person's skin!
The servant put out the fire with a fire extinguisher, but he didn't dare to touch the lock, so he hurriedly asked someone to fetch cold water.

"Get out of the way!" A cold and urgent voice came!
The servant turned around and saw the gloomy and solemn Liang Feicheng, and hurriedly backed away.

Liang Feicheng kicked open the iron gate, and the wind swept through his legs, and kicked open a crumbling wooden door behind him as well!

With a loud bang, the iron door hit the wall!

The cellar was pitch black, Liang Feicheng saw a group of figures curled up in the corner under the light of the flashlight!
"Jonan!"

But there was no response from Qiao Nan.

The fire inside hadn't been extinguished yet, so the bodyguards naturally didn't dare to let Liang Feicheng approach. The two of them stretched out their hands to stop him, "Third Young Master, wait until we put out the fire before you..."

"Get out!" Liang Feicheng pushed the bodyguard away with his blood boiling.

Liang Feicheng turned against the light and saw Qiao Nan lying on the ground, with half of his face covered under the mask and his eyes closed.

Like, a lifeless puppet lying there motionless.

The man's eyes turned black for a while, and the bottom of his usually calm eyes suddenly surged with a stormy sea, trying to tear his reason to pieces.

If it wasn't for the sudden movement of her fingers, he would almost go crazy!
"Jonan!" He yelled again, squatting beside her, and pulled her body into his arms.

She was hot, not sure if it was from the fire or because she had a fever.

Thinking of the possibility of the latter, Liang Feicheng's breath stopped.

Su Yi, who was running behind him, was a little dazed when she saw him hugging Qiao Nan, a chill and mania surged deep in her heart.

At one point, the way Qiao Nan was wearing a mask made her heart stop for a moment.

She naturally knew what it was like to wear a mask, so when she saw Qiao Nan who was somewhat similar to herself from a certain angle, she remembered the fact that no one would ever know a year ago.

The truth that made her fall into the abyss.

"Third brother, how is Qiao Nan?" She hurried over, ignoring the sprain on her ankle that she couldn't feel any pain at all.

After getting close to Qiao Nan and taking a close look, she dismissed the idea.

She must have just read it wrong.

Where in the world would there be such a coincidence.

Liang Feicheng's face was gloomy and cold, as if covered with a layer of frost that would last forever.

He took off Qiao Nan's mask, revealing her delicate and beautiful face like a cat.

fortunately……

He took a deep breath and didn't even have time to distract himself from answering Su Yi's question. He hugged Qiao Nan horizontally and stood up.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the torn wires on the ground, smelled the smell of burnt feathers in the air, and the veins on his forehead twitched!
How the cellar caught fire, the answer is already clear.

He strode out, looked down at the unconscious woman in his arms, whose face was as black as a tabby cat, wishing——

I wish I could just strangle her to death like this!
She dared to do such a dangerous thing!
Did she know that if she was a little careless, what he saw after entering the door was her body!

But if...

Liang Feicheng didn't dare to think, if the cellar hadn't caught fire, and if the butler hadn't told the truth out of desperation, when would he have found out that she was gone.

By that time, will she still be alive?
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the burning hot part of his left chest that almost tore him apart.

Unable to tell whether it was fear or anger, he quickened his pace, and his sharp voice broke out amidst the sound of rain: "Doctor!"

The rain washed against his handsome and slightly pale face, he strode towards the family doctor, and the person in his arms suddenly coughed a few times.

He looked down sharply.

Through the mask, Qiao Nan opened a pair of smoky red and cloudy eyes. The rain drifted into her eyes, and she looked at Liang Feicheng with blurred vision.

She knew she had succeeded.

The darkness hit her again, and after a while, she looked at Liang Feicheng, at the man she would always think of when she was on the verge of death.

Despair and pain intertwined in her heart.

Before falling into the darkness, her voice was rough and hoarse, and she said slowly and powerlessly, "Liang Feicheng, you asked me how much I owe you, but how much do you owe me..."

For a moment, Liang Feicheng felt as if he had been hit hard in the depths of his soul, and he was almost unable to stand still. The emotion that wanted to destroy him grabbed his heart like sharp claws...