Drifting Towards You

Song Ziming didn't talk any more nonsense, turning his head to go ahead, but always paying attention to the distance between Su Xiangwan and himself, for fear that she would be behind.

The ‘bang’ was another loud noise, and the beams of the house had collapsed.

A huge beam slowly fell from one side, and suddenly stopped the two of them.

The entire house was on fire, and furniture and buildings continued to collapse.

Song Ziming's eyes also darkened a little: "Change the way."

Su Xiangwan didn't say a word, turned and walked in the other direction, Song Ziming's face became serious.

The fire was bigger than he expected. The gates were obviously not far apart, but were blocked by various buildings.

Su Xiangwan can no longer choose which way to go at this meeting, because there is no choice.

The entire second floor was crumbling, and the floor and jogging platform had begun to crackle and fall down. I believe it will not take long before it will fall completely.

At that time, I am afraid it will be even more dangerous.

Su Xiangwan's throat tightened, but he had to move on.

At this moment, another beam was faltering, Song Ziming's pupils tightened, and he saw the thick beam smashing towards Su Xiangwan.

Instantly put down the cold mother, and ran towards Su Xiangwan: "Be careful!"

Su Xiangwan didn't realize the danger and turned back subconsciously.

But at that moment, the person was suddenly pushed far away and fell to the ground, with one hand pressed into the shards of glass, his hand covered with blood.

Regardless of the pain, Su Xiangwan looked up.

The whole person was shocked.

A huge beam is hitting him, and that location...it should have been her...

Song Ziming snorted, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

Su Xiangwan also recovered from this meeting, and quickly got up and tried to move the beam away: "How are you? You bear with me..."

Su Xiangwan hurriedly moved the beam, but the beam was thick and heavy, let alone remove it.

She used all her strength, her nails were broken a few, and she couldn't move it half way.

"Song Ziming, how are you?" Su Xiangwan's tears burst into tears, she just felt that everything was like a dream.

She didn't get the slightest response, so she hugged Song Ziming's head and pressed her thumb fiercely among his people: "Don't scare me...you wake up! Song Ziming, wake up!"

The man in his arms remained silent, his eyes closed tightly.

There were still some blood stains on his face, and it was gray and black.

"Don't think that I will forgive you if you save me! I won't forgive you... won't forgive you! You wake up! You wake me up!" Su Xiangwan roared, his eyes scarlet.

She can't figure it out, and even more can't figure it out.

why?

Why would he save himself?

Is this really the man in the previous life who watched her struggling hard in Huowai, but was just sitting on the sidelines!

"Song Ziming...Don't die...Don't die!" Su Xiangwan patted his face vigorously, but never dared to sniff him.

Why would the people she hated in her heart lay down their lives to save her?

I don't know how long it took, Song Ziming slowly opened his eyes.

Upon entering the eyes, a small slap-sized face was full of tears.

Song Ziming felt that he was probably crazy, and in such a huge billowing smoke, he seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of her.

Seeing him open his eyes, Su Xiangwan burst into tears and smiled: "Are you awake? Awake?"

Song Ziming's face was pale, and he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Leave me alone, you go."

Su Xiangwan shook her head. At this moment, even she couldn't tell what her mood was.

She obviously hates him so much...wish he would die...