Repaying With Marriage

The thick smell of gasoline drifted in from every permeable gap in the box, mixed with the deadly smoke. The darkness in the box instantly made the firelight on the first floor below the window even more dazzling. Su was filled with disbelief when it was reflected. In the pupils.

When I was nineteen years old, in that small hotel in Jiang City, I was surrounded by the frightened screams of the guests staying in the hotel, and the hysterical roar of the female hotel owner. At that moment, it seemed like countless hands that had been burned by fire were grabbing her. Her limbs and bones were imprisoned on her body, trying to drag her into the abyss of the past.

Shi Su covered her mouth and gasped hard in the damp scarf, trying hard to stay awake. However, due to the gasoline, the fire was too big and the smoke was too thick. She couldn't bear it even if she covered her mouth. What's more? It's Jing Jihan!

But she couldn't move a step. She looked at the fire outside the window, surrounded by thick smoke, and next to her ears was the wall pillar that was burned when she was nineteen years old. It fell on her. She was so shocked that she suddenly came back to her senses. Trying to regain some clarity from the memories that were about to collapse in his mind, he raised his eyes and saw Jing Jihan picking up the chair next to the table and slamming it against the glass window.

But even with such heavy force and the metal rod under the chair, the window could not be completely broken. No wonder he used a chair. The windows in this hotel obviously look classic in shape, but they are actually made of tempered glass!

boom!

boom--

As the second chair was thrown up, the tempered glass window that had only been shaken a few moments finally shattered into a small hole, but it did not completely fall apart due to the material of the glass.

There was an even stronger smell of gasoline in the air. Jing Jihan raised his foot and kicked open a larger space around the big hole in the window.

Jing Jihan pulled back his feet, probably because he felt too uncomfortable after inhaling the thick smoke, and then suddenly turned around, pressed the back of Shi Su's head with one hand and brought her to him, bending his head to cover her mouth and nose. On the scarf, it seemed that he was kissing her through this scarf, and it seemed that he was trying to breathe through it. In the darkness, through the firelight in the thick smoke outside the window, Shi Su saw her reflection in the man's eyes.

Don't be afraid. Jing Jihan let her go, his low and hoarse voice was close to her eyes, his hand caressed the back of her head, and he said in a deep voice: What happened seven years ago will never happen again, as long as I am here.

Shi Su tried hard to pull out his numb soul from the shadow of the fire that filled the sky when he was nineteen years old. His eyes gradually became clear, he nodded, and raised his hand to cover his face with the scarf.

But the moment she made a move, Jing Jihan put the scarf back on her face with a stern look on his face: Watch it yourself.

Shi Su shook her head and tried to break away from his grasp. Jing Jihan held her down and whispered a warning: Don't act nonsense! Protect yourself first.

No, you... the smoke is too big... Shi Su was choked by a damp scarf and couldn't speak, but the man held her hand firmly while looking back at the increasingly fierce fire outside the window. , then grabbed the chair on the ground and threw it hard against the window.

The window that was originally broken was finally broken open due to the violent impact of the chair.

But with the help of gasoline, the flames have already spread to the entire outer wall on the first, second and third floors. Let’s not talk about whether you can survive if you jump. If the fire touches the body, it will cause serious burns, and it will only cause fractures or even broken hands and feet. horrible.

Shi Su lowered her head and kept pulling hard on the overly strong woolen scarf. She didn't have scissors in her bag, but she had nail clippers. She used the nail clippers to cut and tear, and finally got off a small piece. She turned around to get the one on the table. Mineral water bottle, but secretly cursed when picking up the bottle.

Her woolen scarf was too thick. Just now Jing Jihan poured a bottle of water on it to soak it!

The fire has completely burned out, the temperature in the room has risen sharply, black smoke is billowing, and almost nothing can be seen.

Jing Jihan pulled Shi Su to his side without letting go of her hand, his sharp eyes locked on all the usable things in the large private room.

The surroundings were high in temperature and lack of oxygen. Shi Su covered her mouth and suddenly looked back at the tablecloth on the table where she had just dined, and shouted: Tablecloth! That tablecloth...

Jing Jihan thought of the use of the tablecloth at the same time as her. The moment she spoke, he pulled her over in the thick smoke and pulled off the tablecloth. With a crash, all the plates on the table fell off. They were usually used for The tablecloth made of waterproof and anti-scalding material on the dining table is just big enough to almost cover both of them.

But this is the third floor!

The two rushed to the window, looked down, and then looked at each other again.

The flames have jumped from the first floor to this floor. Whether to jump or not is a crisis. Shi Su can feel the hot air in the air through her woolen scarf. Seven years ago, she could grit her teeth and crawl through the fire that filled the sky. Come out, there’s nothing you can’t do today!

Isn't it the third floor?

A broken bone is a big deal!

Shi Su closed her eyes, and when Jing Jihan put his hands around her waist, the hair on her body stood up because of the severe pain that was about to come. However, the man wrapped most of the anti-scald tablecloth around her body, and at the same time, she He hugged her tightly and whispered something in her ear. She didn't hear it clearly, but she could only vaguely feel that it was three words...

The moment she was about to raise her eyes, she heard him sternly say: Jump!

The gasoline rushed to nowhere, and the flames exploded in an instant. The moment the two people suddenly jumped out of the window, a roar of fire rushed into the sky.

In the dazzling sea of ​​fire, Jing Jihan wrapped Shi Su in his arms and under the tablecloth made of anti-scalding material, and plopped——

The two landed at the same time and rolled in the opposite direction of the fire. The height of the third floor and the surrounding gray smoke made it impossible for their bodies to stop automatically.

She rolled over more than ten meters in the violent roll. But while rolling, Shi Su could clearly feel the moment she landed. It was Jing Jihan who had completely landed. She was protected by him, and he forced himself on her. She couldn't imagine how much he would be hurt if he was used as a meat pad at such a height of the third floor, because she was already in severe pain all over her body just by rolling like this.

After finally stopping, Shi Su forcefully opened the tablecloth wrapped around him: Cough...cough!

In the process of falling, he inevitably ate a mouthful of cigarettes. Shi Sulian coughed several times, resisting the uncomfortable feeling of his eyes turning black, and managed to take a breath, rolled over Jing Jihan, fell to the ground, and then Turning his eyes, he saw Jing Jihan lying on the ground with his back, his usually clear and sharp face pale.

Jing Jihan... Shi Su quickly called him: Jihan... how are you...

The man seemed to have opened his eyes, moved his hand gently, touched her fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice that she could hardly hear at such a close distance: ...I was not here seven years ago...today I will always be here from now on, it’s okay, don’t be afraid…”

Shi Su found that Jing Jihan's slightly opened eyes were a little distracted, and her red eyes were forced to look at his face. There seemed to be a loud sound of a car approaching in the distance. She didn't pay attention to it. She just tried her best to sit up and try to push Jing Jihan away. Han helped him up: Jing Jihan! Look at me! Look at me! Don't sleep! Jing Jihan!!!