The door of the hotel was opened, and the cold wind mixed with raindrops suddenly rushed in, and the things on the table in the house were blown to pieces. Now is the time when the typhoon is the most violent.

Song Wen and Lu Siyu rushed outside the homestay, and Teacher Su followed behind.

The surroundings were dark and the wind and rain were blowing, making it almost impossible to open your eyes. The typhoon instantly drenched the clothes on your body, and every step forward took a lot of effort.

Maybe because of the influence of the typhoon, the night seemed to be darker than before, the branches shook to reflect the reflection, and coupled with the raging fire not far away, it was as if the door to the underworld had been opened.

At this point, they finally felt the power of the typhoon, the sea breeze whistled like a ghost crying, the whistling wind, the loud noise of the wave, and the violent explosion were mixed together, impacting the eardrum.

Song Wen grabbed Lu Siyu's hand tightly and rushed forward along the road for a while. After dozens of seconds, they finally arrived at the cake house, which was only five meters away from the burning building.

At this moment, there was another loud noise from the building in front of him. With a loud bang, the flame suddenly ignited and rose several meters high, followed by another loud bang.

The burning flame rolled out like a wave, the high temperature swept in, and the fire shot straight into the sky, dyeing the world in front of them an orange-red.

The flames seemed to be mixed with strange noises, which sounded like shrill screams.

At this time, they were standing so close that they could clearly see that the fire was behind the cake house, and the fire was gradually spreading forward. At this time, the front part of the restaurant has not been burned by the fire.

"Mr. Su, you stay outside to meet us!" Song Wen shouted.

Teacher Su wanted to say something else, but Lu Siyu stopped him again and said, "It's dangerous inside, and it's more chaotic if there are more people."

After hearing this, Teacher Su stopped.

Song Wen smashed the glass window on the side of the cake house with his elbow, and jumped in. There was no flames here for a while.

Lu Siyu followed, and he handed Song Wen a towel, which he took instinctively when he left the room. After being drenched in the rain all the way and completely wet, he reminded him: "Be careful of poisonous gas!"

Song Wen took it and asked, "What about you?"

"I'll pay attention to safety..." Lu Siyu stretched the sleeves of his wet coat and covered his mouth and nose.

Song Wen covered his nose and looked around, identifying the direction in the thick smoke. It seemed that this place was not the same store as the one they had come to during the day. ."

Lu Siyu felt that the scorched smell at the scene made him a little sick, he turned his head and listened: "I think I heard crying..."

Then Song Wen heard it too. Mixed in the wind and rain, it was the girl's cry. At least that little girl is alive.

The two searched in the direction of the crying, and the further back they went, the larger the area of ​​fire and the more flames around them.

The billowing smoke can easily make people confused, and the smoke will get denser if you go further.

The girl's cry became smaller and smaller. The two walked to the door next to the back kitchen. The door had been destroyed by the explosion, and it was slanted to the side, and there was a raging fire in front of it.

Song Wen turned back to Lu Siyu and said, "You wait here, don't go forward, I'll check the situation!" He shook Lu Siyu's wrist and added two words, "Be obedient!"

Lu Siyu did not follow him stubbornly, and waited outside the door.

Song Wen kicked, kicked the door open, and rushed inside.

Now the typhoon is fierce outside, the wind and rain are mixed, the fire in front is very big, the explosion is continuous, and the billowing smoke is constantly gushing out from the building, Lu Siyu can feel the tongue of fire licking his cheek, and there is a spicy pain on the skin .

He stood at the door of the fire, covered his mouth with his sleeve, held his breath, and counted the seconds from 1 to 90.

Under the burning of the flames and the thick smoke, his eyes could hardly be opened, but he did not dare to close them or miss anything.

This minute and a half was the most grueling wait that Lu Siyu had ever experienced, his chest seemed to be constantly twisted by a saw. Then he shouted into the fire, "Song Wen!"

Lu Siyu's voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of wind, rain and explosions, and the flames were burning without any response.

The overheated buildings are already crumbling and seem to be in danger of collapsing at any moment.

Lu Siyu couldn't care about any harmful gas anymore, put down his hand covering his mouth and nose, gritted his teeth and put his hand on the door frame, the palm of his hand could feel the heat.

He suddenly regretted that he didn't rush in with Song Wen... But he knew very well that the fire was too big, and it was easy to get lost inside. His physical strength could not last, and it might become a drag. Song Wen went in alone than the two of them. Rather, it is much safer.

Minutes and seconds passed, and his reason was swallowed by every minute, and Lu Siyu suddenly felt as if he had returned to the moment when he was blindfolded nineteen years ago.

Although he was in the field of fire, a terrifying chill surged in his heart. His whole body and whole heart were tormented in this scorching heat and cold.

Is he really an ominous man? Even Song Wen will be tired by him?

If something really happened to Song Wen, how would he face the word "future"?

The burning cake house seemed to be filled with the karmic fire of hell. Lu Siyu felt as if he was in the eighteenth layer of hell. The flames devoured everything, and the choking smoke burned his throat.

He looked around blankly with his eyes open, and shouted again at the center of the flame: "Song Wen!!" This heart-breaking voice was actually a bit of a cry, and a tear slid down his pale cheek, scratching Burning marks were opened.

The fire was silent for a moment, and someone inside finally responded in a muffled voice: "Come on! Your husband isn't dead yet!"

Then Lu Siyu finally saw that Song Wen broke the flame and ran out of it. Behind him, a burning beam fell to the ground, and life and death seemed to be only one step away.

Lu Siyu could see clearly that Song Wen was holding a person with one hand. It was the girl they had met at dinner. The girl seemed to be in a coma, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was wearing only a thin pajamas, almost being swept away. Song Wen resisted on his shoulders.

"Song Wen, you... Are you okay? Are you injured?" Lu Siyu asked anxiously,

The fierce tongue of fire just now burned Song Wen's wrist, and it hurt a lot. The towel was also in the fire. Song Wen coughed and shook his head: "I have nothing to do, but I only saved this girl."

The fire was too big and the explosion was very violent. Soon after he walked in, he found that the road was completely blocked by the fire, and it was impossible for anyone to be alive inside. Fortunately, he found the girl hiding under the table.

The two hurried out for a while and came to the entrance window. Song Wen stretched out his hands and handed the girl out. Teacher Su was outside and hurriedly reached out and took the girl over.

Then Song Wen jumped out and pulled Lu Siyu out again.

The fire behind him became more intense, and there was another explosion. The rolling heat wave pushed them forward. Song Wen only had time to protect Lu Siyu in his arms, and the impact of the explosion pushed his back.

Song Wen knew that his back should have been lit just now, so he rolled on the ground and extinguished the flames on his body. The sound of the explosion was so loud that he suspected that the eardrum was about to be shattered. For about ten seconds, Song Wen could not hear anything clearly. , and then he was pulled up by Lu Siyu.

Teacher Su also protected the girl, and when the heat wave passed, she continued to run.

A few people finally ran to a safe distance, but in just a moment, the flames were like monsters, swallowing the room behind them, and then biting frantically.

When they came to a safe place, Lu Siyu dared to pant and look back at the fire. They had already run far away, and they could feel the scorching heat of the flames swept by the wind.

Lu Siyu stared blankly at the fire in front of him. The rain was still falling, and the icy rain ran down his cheeks and slipped into his clothes.

On this small island, a stormy night of typhoons. The raging fire continued to burn. After such a fire and a violent explosion, there was no chance for others to survive in the building.

After a while, Lu Siyu seemed to wake up, blinked his eyes, and dragged Song Wen into the villa.

The door was closed, blocking out the wind and the fire, which was still burning and crackling.

Others swarmed up and asked in a row.

"Are you all right?"

"It was too dangerous just now... it scared me to death..."

Teacher Su still hugged the girl, stretched out her hand and pulled her pajamas down a bit, covering her legs, and carefully placed her flat on the sofa in the hall.

The two female students hurried over, the little girl coughed twice and moved her eyelashes.

Uncle Wang took out the towel and quilt from the room and wiped the water droplets and marks on the girl's face. Fortunately, the girl was not seriously injured except for some burns on her calf.

Seeing some burn marks on Song Wen's wrist, Lu Siyu hurriedly said, "Your wrist is burned!"

Song Wen held his wrist with his other hand and said, "It's nothing major, just give me some medicine later."

Uncle Wang hurriedly said: "I have some ointment for burns, as well as gauze and alcohol..."

At this time, the little girl finally woke up, raised her face that was dyed black while crying, and asked, "My mother...and Uncle Yang..."

The others were silent for a while.

Such a fire, such a violent explosion, she was lucky to be rescued, and the rest of the people may have no bones left. Fortunately, during the recent holiday, only the proprietress and the baker should be there, which prevented more casualties.

Teacher Su sighed, looked at the girl with sympathy, and reached out to help her smooth her hair: "What a poor child."

The girl sat up, crossed her knees with her hands, and began to cry again.

Song Wen watched silently. The girl had lost her father before, but now her mother was burned to death, and her family's cake shop was destroyed again. She didn't know what to rely on in the future.

Qiu Lan wiped the marks on the girl's face with her hand, raised her head and asked softly, "Then now... what should we do?"

Chen Zui asked nervously, "The fire won't burn, will it?"

Uncle Wang frowned for a while: "Now... the communication on the island is interrupted, so I can't call for help, and there is no fire station stationed on this island..." On such a stormy night, the fire could not be saved at all.

Lu Siyu saw the injury on Song Wen's hand, and it was really not serious. He finally calmed down: "The fire in the cake shop is burning so badly, it is probably because there are a lot of flammables and some explosives in it. Here It is on the cliff, there is not much vegetation nearby, and it will not spread too much, and the fire should be extinguished by itself in a few hours."

He was outside the fire scene just now and had already observed the surrounding situation, and the fire would not spread.

Everyone looked back, and between these words, the fire was as he said, and it has been significantly reduced.

Then Lu Siyu looked at the girl and asked, "What happened last night?"

The girl was still crying: "Last night...after eight o'clock, the electricity in the hotel went out, and then we all went to bed early. I...I was in my sleep when I suddenly heard a loud noise, Then the fire started..."

Lu Siyu asked again, "Didn't you sleep with your mother?"

The girl wiped her tears: "I have slept in separate rooms with my parents since I was six years old... My room is near the lobby of the cake shop. When I heard an explosion, I ran out and hid under a table. , I called for help a few times, I was scared to cry by the fire, and then my uncle came to save me..."

Song Wen took out his mobile phone with his uninjured hand and checked the time. It was past three in the morning, and now they and the girl were in a very embarrassed state. He pulled Lu Siyu and said, "Let's do this tonight. , let's go back and rest for a while, pay attention to the fire in the cake shop, and the rest will be dealt with in the morning."

Uncle Wang looked at the girl and said, "Our female worker has also gone home from get off work, so this child..."

He is a man, and it doesn't feel right to bring this girl.

Qiu Lan took the initiative to say: "This child will clean up at our side first, and sleep for a night. I have some clothes that can be changed for her first." She was full of sympathy for the child who suddenly became an orphan. Jiang Jiang also nodded and agreed with Qiu Lan's decision.

It was confirmed that the fire gradually became smaller and would not affect this side, so the people who were still in shock went upstairs.

Entering the room, Song Wen sighed and said, "Tonight, it's really an eventful night... Haven't you suffered from stomach problems again?"

Lu Siyu shook his head, anxious about his injury: "I'll help you deal with the wound now, give you some medicine..."

Song Wen covered his wrist to prevent him from looking again: "Little Ancestor, I'm really fine, please change your clothes quickly."

Lu Siyu could only obediently change the wet clothes first. Song Wen also took care of it with one hand at this time, and turned on the air conditioner in the room.

After Lu Siyu changed his clothes, he hurried over and took his hand, looking at Song Wen's burnt wrist.

When Song Wen entered the fire, the fire was very strong. He blocked it with his hands, covering his head and face, and blisters formed around the sleeves, turning black and red. Fortunately, he was wearing a The thick denim jacket, the clothes got wet, played a protective role, and the rest of the body was not burned.

Lu Siyu was afraid that Song Wen's wound would hurt, so he carefully wiped and disinfected the area around the wound, then lowered his head while blowing, and carefully put ointment on him.

The ointment is cool, but it still stings when applied. Lu Siyu has been extremely careful, but Song Wen still hissed in pain.

After the ointment was ready, Lu Siyu wrapped a bandage on him and carefully wrapped it around his wrist a few times.

After everything was done, Lu Siyu still felt a little pain in his heart, he didn't know how to express his feelings. Pulling Song Wen's hand, he lowered his eyelashes, and gently rubbed the back of his hand with his cheek.

There was chaos just now, but now the house is quiet, and the sound of wind and rain outside is much quieter.

"It's really not serious." Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu, and his hand tickled, and his heart tickled even more.

Lu Siyu raised his head to look at Song Wen, his beautiful eyes sparkling.

Song Wen couldn't help but stretched out his other hand, used the pulp of his fingers to help Lu Siyu wipe off the black streaks left by the smoke and dust on his face, and said what was in his heart: "Now, you look like a A little cat."

The cat looked obedient, so he reached out and rubbed Lu Siyu's hair, then hugged him and kissed him.

"I was very scared just now..." Lu Siyu remembered the thrill of being in the fire just now, and he still had some lingering fears, and then he whispered: "It's fine if you don't have a big problem."

After speaking, Lu Siyu got up and went to wash, and also brought Song Wen a wet towel to wipe it.

After doing all this, Lu Siyu turned his head and looked out the window. The flame that was burning fiercely just now shrank and turned into a looming mass. At this time, he also saw clearly, the center of the fire, It should be the back of the cake house, the back kitchen and the pantry.

Seeing that he was in a daze, Song Wen walked over to take a look at the scene outside, and said, "It may be that the typhoon caused the short circuit of the power line, which ignited the stored laughing gas or the gas tank."

There is no gas on such a cliff, and it has to be heated by ovens and gas tanks. Those laughing gas are also flammable, and it is precisely because of this that continuous explosions are caused.

Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "I have a strange feeling...I think this may not be an accident..."

Song Wen looked at the gradually dwindling fire and said to Lu Siyu: "Whether it's an accident or not, your first priority now is to rest well, and the rest will be discussed at dawn."

Only then did Lu Siyu go to bed again. Beside him, Song Wen was a little tired, and soon fell asleep in bed.

At this time, Lu Siyu couldn't fall asleep. He rolled around repeatedly, thinking about the details of his visit to the island this time.

He felt as if he was holding the white bone in his hand, and then he saw Yang Ling smiling and serving them a huge birthday cake. At one time he was facing the crying Li Ting'er, and at the same time he felt as if he was looking at the proprietress. Yan Min, all of a sudden, the sky is illuminated by the firelight.

Then he felt that he had opened Wu Hongyou's book and turned to the last page...

Countless pictures were superimposed in his mind, pressing him down and making him feel a little short of breath. don't know when, he finally fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept, and when he opened his eyes, he felt that he was awakened by hunger. Song Wen just got up and got dressed.

Lu Siyu woke up for a moment and asked Song Wen, "Does the wound on your hand still hurt?"

Song Wen glanced at the gauze on his wrist, shook his head and said, "At least normal activities are not affected."

Lu Siyu got up from the bed and put on his clothes. He admired Song Wen's ability to recover. Then Lu Siyu turned on his cell phone, it was almost seven o'clock now.

Seeing that he was awake, Song Wen opened the curtains and asked him, "Are you hungry? There are tea eggs here. I'll help you burn two?"

Lu Siyu nodded, feeling in his heart how wise Song Wen was before.

The typhoon had passed outside, and the sky was beginning to clear, with only a drizzle of rain cracking against the windows.

Looking out of the window, you can see a vast expanse of sea water. Yesterday, the black waves were surging, but now they are completely quiet, and they look submissive and tame.

The typhoon just passed, not far away, where the cake house was, the dilapidated building was burned to darkness, reminding them that everything last night was not a dream.