Chapter 116 (1/2)
Fu's mother, who was still in shock, saw Fu Siming rush into the fire and shouted ”son”, so she fainted in a hurry. The people around her quickly helped people aside.
At this time, the firefighters came. Lu Wanzhi took one of them by the sleeve, cried with tears and said, ”there are still people inside. Please help him!”
”Calm down first, we will try our best!”
Lu Wanzhi watched the fire eagerly. The whole villa was caught in a sea of fire and might collapse at any time.
At this time, she Yu Guang saw Qiao Anran and Fu Jingjing coming from a corner. They were both in a mess.
Seeing Lu Wanzhi, Qiao Anran immediately ran to her. Fu Siming was with her just now, so they should have come out together. But what about others?
Before she could ask, Lu Wanzhi slapped her in the face.
”What are you doing!” Fu Jingjing pushed Lu Wanzhi away and protected Qiao Anran behind. ”Don't bully my sister-in-law again!”
”Joan ran! You still have the face to ask! ”
Lu Wanzhi no longer regained his usual gentle self-restraint and roared at the woman, ”he was out of danger, but he thought you didn't come out and rushed into the fire! You broom star! ”
Joan ran was stunned for a moment. When she recovered, she was about to rush into the fire, but she was stopped by the firefighters.
”It's too dangerous to go in!”
”Let me go! My husband is still in there! ”
Looking at the villa with more and more fire, the woman cried and struggled desperately, but she couldn't get rid of the bondage anyway.
After a while, seeing her mood stabilized, the people let her go and continued to fight the fire.
Qiao Anran rushed into the fire while no one noticed her.
She never felt that she was not afraid of death. On the contrary, she cherished her life very much.
But when she thought that Fu Siming was still inside, she couldn't care about anything else.
When they found out, it was too late and the woman had entered the fire.
”Fu Siming! Fu Siming, where are you! ”
As soon as Qiao Anran shouted, she inhaled a big mouthful of smoke, choking her out of breath.
Fu Siming looked for his wife everywhere in the sea of fire. He couldn't find her everywhere. The thick smoke made it difficult for him to breathe
Just then, he heard a faint voice from a certain direction, as if someone was calling his name.
In the light of the fire, he saw Qiao Anran appear a few meters away from him. Looking at the direction she came, it was not like she didn't go out, but like she turned back to find him.
Fu Siming walked quickly towards her. The next moment he held the man in his arms. He was relieved and said, ”fortunately, you're all right.”
Qiao Anran cried and scolded, ”are you stupid? Don't you know how dangerous it is to rush into the fire! ”
”I thought you were still inside. I didn't think much.”
The next second, Fu Siming said in a deep voice, ”Why are you so stupid? Why did you come back when Mingming ran out? ”
”It's not because of you...”
It's not him. She won't come here to die.
Just for him, just because he is Fu Siming, her husband, her love.
After hearing this, Fu Siming's heart trembled. A woman who can ignore her life for him is really stupid, but he loves this stupid woman very much.
The fire became bigger and bigger, the decorative beams on the top of the villa began to fall, and the way in was almost sealed by the fire.
”Come with me.”
Fu Siming clenched her hand, groped for the direction of the kitchen, and pulled a piece off the curtain. When I got to the kitchen, I turned on the tap, soaked the curtain cloth, handed it to Joan dye, took off my coat, wetted it all and wrapped it around her.
”What are you doing?”
”The fire is too big and the smoke is too thick. Cover your mouth and nose with curtains and put on my clothes to avoid scalding.”
”What about you?” As Joan ran spoke, she felt a heat wave coming.
Fu Siming frowned, took her hand and said, ”cover your mouth and nose, follow me, and I'll take you out.”
The temperature from his palm made her feel very relieved. Even though she was in a sea of fire, she believed that as long as Fu Siming was there, they would be able to go out.
Joan ran clenched his hand and followed him. His back looks so resolute, giving her inexplicable strength.
They slowly looked for their way out in the fire. The smoke was getting thicker and thicker. Qiao Anran covered his mouth and nose with curtain cloth. Looking at the man's face getting worse and worse, he handed him the cloth in his hand.
”What are you doing?” Fu Siming scolded, ”take care of yourself. I'm fine.”