Chapter 45: The Line of Life and Death

Xu Jue hugged Ye Rong with one hand, patted Ye Rong's face, and said urgently, "Ye Rong! Ye Rong! Wake up!"

Ye Rong still had the last bit of consciousness, and tried to open his eyes to look at the person coming, but when he saw Xu Jue's familiar and unfamiliar face, he couldn't help being a little stunned, and his first instinct was to look for another person. He murmured, "Where is Wen Yuan..."

Xu Jue has been worried since Ye Rong became ill, secretly followed them all the way, even Fu Wenyuan left him and stayed beside Ye Rong, just wanted to see him more.

Xu Jue didn't even know why he did this.

But no matter how much attachment at this moment, it is like a flame that has been doused by a basin of cold water, and even the ashes are washed away.

Ye Rong gasped again and tried his best to squeeze out a sentence, "Liu Ping... Liu Ping is..."

Xu Jue regained his composure from the daze, with unspeakable bitterness in his mouth, and said lightly: "He ran away, he was with the old man outside, let's get out of here, I don't know if they still have any more. How many bad ideas, you have to go back and tell everyone, otherwise everyone will not be safe."

Ye Rong nodded, biting the tip of her tongue to wake herself up, trying to push Xu Jue away to stand up on her own, but after repeating several times, her body collapsed, which made her injured right leg even worse.

Xu Jue pulled him up and let his arm hang on his shoulder and neck, his face was not good-looking, "I can't hold you with this hand now, you hook me and use your strength to walk away."

Ye Rong didn't want to be arrogant with him at this moment, and when he heard the words, he no longer resisted.

Although this wasn't a good moment for the mind, Xu Jue couldn't help but want to slow down the time a little bit, because this might be the last moment of tenderness for him and Ye Rong.

Emotionally, Xu Jue seems to have gone from wanton profligacy to being impoverished as if he died yesterday.

It's too late to know.

The two stumbled to the door only to find that they were locked from the outside.

To make matters worse, turbulent smoke came in from everywhere along with faint flames, and the two of them had no choice but to retreat in a hurry.

After groping and bumping around, he found that the windows everywhere were also sealed, and Ye Rong smashed it hard a few times, but it didn't move.

Ye Rong pulled the sheets off, and then instructed Xu Jue to pour the little water left in the broken thermos on the sheets that he had cut into several pieces, and quickly said: "You block your mouth and nose first, I'll find a way to close the window. Get it off."

Xu Jue couldn't hate Fu Wenyuan more than this moment for breaking his bones, making him unable to do anything. He could only watch incompetently as Ye Rongqing's veins burst and twisted the iron bars on the window with bottle rods and sheets. .

The fire was getting stronger and stronger, and he had already jumped into the back room, almost licking Xu Jue's trousers. He felt hot all over, and his hair was about to catch fire.

He stood behind Ye Rong and tried desperately to put out the flames, thinking that he could buy more time for Ye Rong.

The sealed window cracked a small gap, and the rain outside the window hit Ye Rong's face, and the vitality was in front of him.

He turned around to look at Xu Jue, but his pupils shrank, and he gritted his teeth and ran over and threw himself on Xu Jue while enduring the unbearable pain in his leg.

I saw that the solid wood beam that was burning in flames suddenly broke and fell on Ye Rong's legs.

Ye Rong screamed, the weight and temperature combined with double pain, making him almost faint in an instant.

Xu Jue also came back to his senses. If it wasn't for Ye Rong just now, the beam would have hit him on the head.

The crisis did not allow him to hesitate, so he quickly got up, ignoring the blazing fire to move the heavy wood with one hand.

Ye Rong was already numb from the pain, as if it wasn't his skin and flesh that was burned by the raging fire, he struggled as hard as a fish dragged ashore, but he was still nailed to the chopping board of fate, and it was difficult to escape no matter what.

He silently watched Xu Jue's hand scalded and festered, and once again saw that he had forgotten how to calm down like a child who made a mistake, so he could only cry and cry in pain.

Ye Rong pushed him away, grabbed his shoulder, and yelled at him, "Don't waste your energy, I can't get out!"

Xu Jue shook his head laboriously, and the movements in his hands had not stopped, sobbing: "Ye Rong, don't, don't be like this, please, please don't give up..."

Ye Rong has encountered such moments of life and death many times, and the more this happens, the more calm he becomes, and his heart is so strong that he seems to be a ruthless decision-maker who can count everything including his own life, just to seek the best solution. suitable solution.

At this time, he was still drawing a line with Xu Jue, and calmly said: "Listen, Xu Jue, I have opened the window, you can escape by just kicking hard, you just saved me once, I will also pay you back, and we are both clear, you don't have to have any burden."

Xu Jue didn't seem to be listening at all, pulling Ye Rong and not daring to let go.

But the fire didn't wait for anyone. Ye Rong understood the truth of hitting a snake and hitting seven inches. He imagined the process of the flames burning him to ashes, but his tone was unusually calm, "Xu Li is still waiting for you outside, your parents are waiting at home. You, your own younger brother is also waiting for you to find him, Xu Jue, are you going to die with a lifetime of regrets?"

Xu Jue was awakened by a stick, and the scale in his heart seemed to be shaking again. It turned out that at this moment, he realized how fragile and unstable his so-called love was.

He is not a lover, he is just an ordinary person, the obsession dissipates, and he even weakly dares not ponder whether the so-called death is worth it.

Ye Rong knew him too much, even more than himself. He didn't break his sway, but continued to say indifferently: "I don't love you anymore, it doesn't make sense for you to die with me, it just makes me feel that you are doing it yourself. Passionate, how disgusting I am for you, do you know it! Get out of here immediately! Don't let me die!"

After he finished speaking, he gave him a slap in the face with great relief, causing Xu Jue to stagger and fall weakly to the ground.

Xu Jue finally closed his eyes and got up in embarrassment. He turned his back and didn't dare to look at Ye Rong. He staggered towards the window, lifted his leg and kicked the wooden board behind the iron fence.

He turned around and saw Ye Rong, who was almost completely swallowed up by the flames. His whole body trembled unconsciously. The cold rain outside fell on his wound, causing a tearing pain.

But no amount of pain can compare to heartache, he couldn't help laughing at himself, how hypocritical.

At the last moment of his escape, he suddenly thought sadly that giving up Ye Rong would not be a lifetime regret.