He regretted it after I was formatted

Today, all the things that belonged to Su Tong were piled up in this room, so that Su Tong would not have to investigate bit by bit.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, Yao Yao casually glanced at Su Tong lightly, indifferently and calmly, as if he had just done a small thing casually, without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yaobu ​​raised his eyebrows, "Now there's no need for that Qi Yuan to worry about whether to sell or not. It's such a laborious effort. As a mother-in-law, I decide for you."

The thick black mist was quickly noticed by others, and only then did someone realize that there was actually a fire here.

Soon there was the sound of fire trucks on the side of the road, and a large number of firefighters rushed to stop the fire, and nearby residents also heard the sound, and those who knew Qi Yuan hurriedly called Qi Yuan.

I don't know how long it took before Qi Yuan appeared staggeringly. He seemed to have not recovered from the huge blow. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him. In the next second, his legs became weak and he couldn't stand still. His horns trembled, his face twisted in horror, his pupils were dilated to the extreme, covered in fear and despair.

"No... no, no, how could it be, how could it catch fire suddenly, how could it catch fire, don't burn it, don't burn it, please, don't burn it."

"This is our home, this is his home, he won't find a place to come back to, don't burn it, don't burn it, is it because I said I'm going to sell this place, so I'm going to burn it? I'm wrong, I won't sell it I'm not selling it anymore, I'm not selling it anymore."

Qi Yuan's voice was desperate and hoarse, tears streaming down his face, this is his and Su Tong's home, this is their home.

Their home—gone, gone!

Is it because he said he wanted to sell the house, it must be like this, it must be like this, otherwise, nothing happened before, it must be because he said he wanted to sell the house, it must be like this, it is his fault, it is all his fault.

He was just angry, he didn't want to sell it, how could he be willing to sell it.

"Sir, calm down, sir." The people beside him hastily grabbed Qi Yuan.

"No, there are his things inside, all his things are inside, all his favorite things are inside." Qi Yuan violently pushed the others away and ran to the fire scene, wanting to rush in, with desperate pleading,

"Don't burn it, don't burn it, it's his property, don't burn it."

"Sir." The firefighters not far away noticed the situation here, and they immediately came over and held Qi Yuan down.

"Sir, with such a big fire, the inside is already in ruins, please calm down."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Qi Yuan struggled to break free from the shackles, watched the flames devour everything, and finally fell to his knees limply, with blood dripping from his eyes, almost crying.

Why, why did he collect all Tongtong's things today, and why it happened to be today.

He lost Tongtong, lost their home, and now he doesn't even have anything to commemorate Tongtong.

He has nothing.

Tongtong, will Tongtong blame him for not protecting the things he likes?

Qi Yuan suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, the veins in his arms were exposed, he suddenly pushed them away vigorously, and ran towards the fire scene at an extremely fast speed.