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Xiang Yu woke up choked by the smoke spreading everywhere.

Xiang Yu opened his eyes and looked around blankly at his surroundings.

Sunlight shines through the windows outside, and is divided into different shapes by the window lattice. The air is full of floating dust, like the wreckage of a shattered aircraft in the universe.

Xiang Yu put his hands on the ground and stood up.

He touched the clothes on his body, he was a little confused, he was obviously sleeping in his father's martial arts gym just now, what kind of place is this?

Xiang Yu walked out of the room full of books, and outside was a wider corridor with oil paintings hanging on one side of the wall.

Xiang Yu walked over curiously all the way.

The air is full of slight floating smoke, bursting out from one direction.

Xiang Yu knew that there was a fire somewhere.

The gentle female teacher in the elementary school often educates the problem of fire prevention, and fire prevention should quickly escape from the safe passage.

Xiang Yu followed the faint smoke and stopped in a room.

The door of that room was closed tightly, like the closed clam shell of a river mussel.

But here the windows were open and that's why the smoke was able to spread from the room into the hallway.

Xiang Yu stood on tiptoe and took a look inside. The window was blocked by a thin cloth curtain. Xiang Yu struggled to pull the thin curtain open. Through the dim light, he could see a child lying inside.

The child was about the same age as him, but the hair that exposed the quilt was curly. Since he was sleeping on his side, half of his face was covered by the hanging hair.

A puff of smoke suddenly spewed out from the room, Xiang Yu coughed and pinched his nose.

His room was on fire!

Xiang Yu was clearly aware of this problem.

He quickly ran over from the window and tried to push the door open, but the door was very heavy, and it took Xiang Yu a lot of strength to hook the doorknob and push the door open forcefully.

There was no open flame in the room, but the smell of smoke in the room was very strong. I don't know where the fire started. Xiang Yu ran to the child's bed and patted his face.

The curly-haired kid didn't wake up.

The smell of smoke intensified.

Xiang Yu felt that the current situation was very dangerous. He tried his best to stand up straight, caught the arm of the child on the bed, and pulled him down forcefully.

The child woke up in the process of being pulled, but just gave him a weary look, and quickly closed his eyes.

Oops, he inhaled too much smoke and passed out!

Such thoughts flashed across Xiang Yu's little head.

Xiang Yu took his arm and forcefully pulled the child out of the room.

The smoke floating in the room is still very thick.

Xiang Yu looked around the corridor, and found that there was a corridor down the room.

So Xiang Yu changed the direction of dragging and dragged him down the stairs, dropping one of the child's shoes on the way.

After he had completely dragged the curly-haired child to a place without stairs, Xiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, fiddled with his head, and let him lean against the wall.

The child seemed to be in a coma, and Xiang Yu wasn't sure what was going on with him, so he patted his face hard, trying to wake him up.

After this series of tossing, the child finally opened his eyelids slightly, and the blue eyeballs were full of sleepiness.

His mind seemed a little unclear, Xiang Yu sat down and looked at him seriously, "Your house is on fire, where are your parents?"

The curly-haired child does not speak.

Xiang Yu said again anxiously, "Your room is on fire, you must put out the fire quickly."

The curly-haired child seemed to have just regained consciousness, blinked his eyes dully, and looked at him.

Seeing his slow look, Xiang Yu was a little anxious, and patted his head again, "You're not stupid, are you?"

He was a little heavy all of a sudden, and the child on the opposite side widened his eyes for a moment.

Xiang Yu felt a little funny, "You are not stupid, your house is on fire—"

Before Xiang Yu finished his sentence, he suddenly felt a heavy blow to the head, and his consciousness was blurred for an instant.

Not long after, there was still someone talking in confusion, "Where is the young master? Have you found it?"

"I found the monitoring, and was dragged out by Young Master Xiang Yu!"

"Uh, drag it out?"

"It's all my fault that Mr. didn't know where to buy cigarettes to help calm the nerves. I lit them in the young master's room, making the room full of smoke. The child can't think much. Maybe it's a misunderstanding."

"Ah, here! Found it!"

The servant hurried down the stairs.

The curly-haired little boy described himself as embarrassed, his collars were crooked, his shoes were lost somewhere, his face was flushed red, and he was holding a child in his arms.

The person in his arms closed his eyes uneasily, his eyelashes trembled unconsciously, his head was resting against the neck of the curly-haired child, and he seemed to be muttering, "It's on fire, Dad."

The curly-haired kid moved a bit, looked at the servant with his eyes, and pointed at Yu, "He fainted."

"on fire!"

Xiang Yu woke up suddenly, and almost bumped his head against the roof of the car due to excitement.

Shen Chong was sitting beside him reading a book, and when he heard Xiang Yu say this, his fingers trembled slightly.

Xiang Yu came back to his senses and was out of breath. He looked around anxiously and found that he was in the car.

"Did you have a dream?" Shen Chong's voice came from the side.

"I'm asleep?"

Xiang Yu wiped his face and found that his face was covered with cold sweat.

"I slept for ten minutes."

Shen Chong closed the book, watching the sweat dripping from his face.

Xiang Yu glanced out the car window and found that it was still bright outside. He suddenly felt that the car was stuffy, so he opened the door and got out of the car.

He had some lingering fears and didn't know why he had such a dream.

He looked at Shen Chong in the car, "Has Pu Yiran not come over yet?"

Shen Chong took the mobile phone and dialed the number again, but there was still no answer.

When Pu Yiran turned from that side, Xiang Yu was standing beside the car. She felt the vibration of her phone in her pocket and ignored it.

"Come on, stop hitting."

Xiang Yu suddenly saw Pu Yiran and yelled into the car.

Xiang Yu walked a few steps to Pu Yiran's side, and felt that the heroine's face was a little pale, as if he was out of blood. He stood beside her, and with a sneaky glance, he could see the traces of Pu Yiran's side face. First of all, "Are you okay? What's the matter?"

When Pu Yiran saw it was him, her body began to stiffen again. She tried her best to relax her muscles, and forced a smile, "It's okay."

The two of them got into the car, and Pu Yiran was sitting in the passenger seat. Seeing that Pu Yiran's expression was not good, the driver brother turned around and shouted in Shen Chong's direction, "Hey, master."

Shen Chong looked up at him.

"Chocolate. Do you have any more on you?" The driver brother shook hands and made a circle.

After a pause, Shen Chong took out a few chocolate balls from his jacket pocket and handed them to the driver brother.

"Hey, girl, eat some of this tonic." The driver brother handed it over to Pu Yiran, with a big brother's smile on his face.

Pu Yiran: "..."

Pu Yiran took it with a dull voice, "Thank you."

Xiang Yu touched Shen Chong's arm, and wiped the sweat around his neck.

He whispered, "Is there any brown sugar at home?"

Shen Chong turned his face to look at him, and Xiang Yu had a very serious expression on his face. After thinking about it, he was still not sure, so he gave the safest answer, "Probably not."

Xiang Yu said, "Then let Sister Fang boil some hot water."

Shen Chong put the phone in his pocket, "You don't need to burn it."

Xiang Yu's heartbeat was still fast, and he asked casually, "Why? Drinking more hot water is good for your health."

Shen Chong: "...Because there is a water dispenser."

Xiang Yu: "..."

Pu Yiran, who heard what they said the whole time: "...."

The driver brother smiled silly.