After kicking the slag attack, he was watched by the boss

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 a last bit of consciousness left, and tried to open his eyes to look at the person coming, but when he saw Xu Jue's familiar yet unfamiliar face, he couldn't help being a little dazed, and the first subconscious reaction was to find another person. Muttering: "Wen Yuan..."

Xu Jue has been worried since Ye Rong's illness, and secretly followed them all the way, even Fu Wenyuan left him and hid beside Ye Rong, just wanting to see him more.

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

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

Ye Rong panted again and managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Liu Ping... Liu Ping is..."

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

Ye Rong nodded, biting the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, trying to push Xu Jue to stand up on his own, but after repeated several times, his body became limp and tilted, and his injured right leg was even worse.

Xu Jue pulled him up and let his arms hang around his shoulders and neck, his face was not good-looking, "I can't hold you with my arms now, you hook me and use your strength to walk away."

Ye Rong also didn't want to argue with him right now, so he didn't resist any more when he heard the words, and the two half-crippled cuddled close to each other and fled for their lives.

Although this is not a good moment to be distracted, Xu Jue just can't help but want to slow down the time at this moment, and then slow down, because this may be the last tender moment between him and Ye Rong.

Emotionally, Xu Jue has gone from being extremely rich to being impoverished. He didn't know how to cherish before, and he will not be treated preferentially in the future.

It was too late to understand.

The two stumbled to the front door only to find that it was locked from the outside.

What's worse, bursts of turbulent smoke and faint fire rushed in from all directions, and the two had no choice but to choke and retreat in a hurry.

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

Ye Rong pulled off the bed sheet, and directed Xu Jue to pour the little water left in the broken thermos bottle on the several pieces of the bed sheet, and quickly said: "You block your mouth and nose first, and I will find a way to close the window. Get it out."

Xu Jue never hated Fu Wenyuan for breaking his bones more than at this moment, making him unable to do anything. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Rongqing used the bottle bar and the bed sheet to break the iron bars on the window with his veins exploding. .

The fire was burning more and more fiercely, and he had already jumped into the inner room, almost licking Xu Jue's trousers, he felt hot all over his body, and his hair was about to be burnt.

He stood behind Ye Rong and tried to extinguish the flames, thinking that he could buy Ye Rong more time.

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

He turned his head to look at Xu Jue, but his pupils shrank, and he gritted his teeth in an instant, enduring the unbearable pain in his legs, and rushed over to throw himself on Xu Jue.

In an instant, the solid wood beams that were burning with flames suddenly broke and fell on Ye Rong's legs.

Ye Rong screamed, the weight and temperature combined with double pain hit him, making him almost faint instantly.

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

The critical situation did not allow him to hesitate, and he quickly got up, ignoring the burning 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 were burned by the raging fire, he was struggling like a fish being dragged ashore, but he was still nailed to the chopping board of fate, no matter what he couldn't escape.

He silently watched Xu Jue's hand being scalded and festered, and saw him once again forgetting how to be calm like a child who made a mistake, he could only cry helplessly and painfully.

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

Xu Jue shook his head vigorously, his hands still moving, choked with sobs: "Ye Rong, don't, don't do this, please, please don't give up..."

Ye Rong has encountered this kind of life and death moment many times, and the more he gets to this kind of time, the more calm he becomes, his heart is so strong that he seems to be a ruthless decision maker, who can calculate everything including his own life, just to find the best suitable solution.

At this time, he was still drawing a clear line with Xu Jue, calmly said: "Listen, Xu Jue, I have opened the window, you just need to kick hard to escape, you just saved me once, I'll pay you back, and we'll settle the matter, so you don't have to bear any burden."

Xu Jue didn't seem to listen to it at all, he didn't dare to let go of Ye Rong.

But the fire waits for no one, Ye Rong understands the truth of hitting a snake seven inches best, he imagined the process of the flames burning himself to ashes, but his tone was very calm, "Xu Li is still waiting for you outside, your parents are waiting at home You, your own brother is 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, his obsessions are gone, and he is too weak to even think deeply about whether the so-called unswerving until death is worth it.

Ye Rong knew him too well, more than he knew himself, so he didn't break his vacillation, but continued to say indifferently: "I don't love you anymore. Passionate, how sick I am of you, do you know! Get out of here immediately! Don't let me die with regret!"

After he finished speaking, he gave him a slap in the face in a very relieved manner, which made Xu Jue stagger, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

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

He turned around and saw Ye Rong who was about to be completely swallowed by the flames, and he trembled unconsciously. The cold rain outside the house splashed on the wound on his body, causing a burst of tearing pain.

But no matter how painful it was, it couldn't compare to heartache. He couldn't help laughing at himself, how hypocritical.

At the last moment of his escape, he suddenly remembered sadly, wouldn't it be a lifetime regret to give up Ye Rong.