Chapter 147
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After Gong Yingxian was ready, Ren Yu began to dilute the ammonia discharged into the machine room with a fire extinguisher. As long as the ammonia concentration was low, a little spark was not a threat.
After spraying two bottles of fire extinguishers, Ren Yu was still worried. He took off his mask and tested the concentration of ammonia in human flesh. Some choked and some stimulated, but the concentration was not very high.
Gong Yingxian moved his humble tools to the door and left the wires to Ren Yu: "I said you would turn on the electricity. If you can't hold your breath, come and change with me."
Ren Yu said, "it's all right. I can barely breathe."
Gong Yingxian frowned and looked at Ren Yu. Although he was distressed, he knew that it must be broken as soon as possible. He said, "power on."
Ren Yi twisted the two wires into one strand and connected the power supply.
The electric wire in Gong Yingxian's hand began to flash sparks. The principle of this simple electric cutting machine is to use resistance to generate large current to realize continuous high heat energy to melt metal. However, the energy of this one made with the limited tools at hand is very small. It can be used to cut some plastic. When its end touches the aluminum alloy door in front of us, it can only melt a shallow pit the size of rice grain at a time.
But this is their only hope.
With this crude tool, Gong Yingxian tried to burn a hole through the door handle bit by bit.
The short 20 minutes passed quickly. They kept holding their breath and taking turns to take oxygen. Even if they saved their use, there was only 10% left in the air bottle.
Seeing more and more ammonia leakage, Ren Yi simply took off his rescue suit to block the pipeline. Originally, the temperature in the house was falling continuously. At this time, I'm afraid it was more than ten degrees below zero. After he took off his clothes, he was cold enough to shiver all over.
It was cold and lack of oxygen. This pain made him faint at any time. He ran back to Gong Yingxian, connected the tube of the mask to Gong Yingxian's air bottle, and took a hard breath. When the pure air flowed into his lungs, he had the illusion of being purified from inside to outside, but this sense of redemption was too short.
Gong Yingxian is still concentrating on melting the gate, and a circular gravure print has appeared on the gate.
Ren Yu took a few breaths and wanted to return the air bottle to Gong Yingxian. Gong Yingxian shook his head and whispered, "save it."
Ren Yu leaned against the gate and felt the strength of his body passing. He had inhaled a lot of ammonia. His throat was burning with pain, dizziness, nausea and coughing.
It's so cold. It's hard to die.
Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yu with red eyes: "hold me."
Ren Yi moved over and hugged Gong Yingxian from behind, trying to warm himself with the temperature of his body. Perhaps such embracing can not alleviate too many physical difficulties, but at least it has been comforted psychologically.
Gong Yingxian looked anxiously at the molten pit on the door, hoping to be faster and faster.
The cutting machine finally melted out a complete circle. Gong Yingxian said, "where's the hammer? Let's try."
Ren Yu brought a screwdriver and hammer. Gong Yingxian inserted the screwdriver into the molten pit and smashed it with a hammer. He smashed it dozens of times before he broke through a hole.
Ren Xuan exclaimed excitedly, "wear it, wear it... Cough, cough..."
"Ren Yi!" Gong Yingxian connected him to the air bottle, "breathe." His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was aching.
Ren Yu took a sip and was not willing to use it again. He shook his head: "don't worry about me. Let's hurry up... Cough... Time, I'll smash it. You continue to make this pit deeper."
Gong Yingxian shook Ren Yu's hand, then took off his rescue suit and forced Ren Yu to put it on.
"No, I can hold on."
"Put it on." Gong Yingxian grabbed Ren Yu's arm and said, "put it on. If you feel warm, I won't be cold."
Ren Yu's nose was sour and smiled reluctantly: "let's take turns to wear it."
Gong Yingxian gives Ren Yu the hammer and screwdriver. He continues to melt the metal with a cutting machine, while Ren Yu uses his remaining strength to smash it desperately. When they can't hold it, they take a breath of air until the air bottle is completely consumed.
Ren Yi simply took off his mask and continued to smash with his teeth. He could see the outside from the broken hole. Although there was still smoke outside, he knew that at the end of the smoke was the hope of living.
They kept coughing, their brains swelled to pain, their breathing became difficult, and the low temperature made their hands almost disobedient.
Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his hand. Ren's painful cries were blocked in his throat, and his tools fell to the ground one after another.
"Ren Yi!" Gong Yingxian grabbed Ren Yu's hand hurt by a hammer and gently breathed in vain, but his eyes were congested because he didn't know how to relieve his pain.
Ren Yu endured the pain: "no, it's okay, you continue."
Gong Yingxian picked up the screwdriver and hammer and continued to smash. Finally, a small hole was cut in the door. He quickly reached out and felt for the bolt.
Ren Yu looked at him hopefully.
Gong Yingxian's face seemed to be covered with a shadow. He trembled and pulled his hand back: "... Locked."
Ren Yu froze. The despair at this moment was like that he tried his best to climb up and was kicked down.
Ren Yu's knees softened and sat on the ground sliding against the door. Gong Yingxian also squatted down. He hugged Ren Yu and said in a trembling voice, "how are you?"
Ren Yi shook his head: "I'm a little dizzy and a little cold." He simply took off his mask. Anyway, it was useless at this time.
Gong Yingxian also took off his mask. He held Ren Yu's face and kissed him hard: "Ren Yu, you have to hold on, we will go out." Then he hugged him hard.
Ren Yi also hugged Gong Yingxian tightly: "it's so cold, you're also very cold."
A thin layer of white frost has formed on their hair. The low temperature makes all their physical functions run at a low speed, including thinking.
Gong Yingxian stuck to Ren Yu's face: "your skin is warm."
"You too." Ren Yu felt drowsy.
"Don't sleep. Talk to me."
"Feilan, feilan doesn't know what's going on."
"She should be better than us." Gong Yingxian held Ren Yu tightly and wished he could rub him into his body. "Today, originally, would have been a good day." Today is the day when he plans to confess to Ren. He has never confessed in his life. He has made a lot of preparations. He abides by the social customs that seem stupid and boring to him. He bought flowers, wrote cards, prepared gifts and wine. He waited for that moment with fear and shame. He vaguely knows that Ren cares about him and likes him most of the time.
He imagined many results, but none of them was that they were locked in a freezing jar at minus 20 degrees.
"Yes, it's an unforgettable day in my life." Ren Yu said to himself, "who knows, my life is coming to an end."
"It's impossible. I still have a lot to tell you. We still have a lot to do. We won't die here." Gong Yingxian bit his teeth. "Maybe someone will come to save us."
"We don't know... We're missing. Cough, there's no signal in it. Even if we know, it's too difficult to find someone here."
"There must be a way, there must be a way." Gong Yingxian is unwilling. He must not die here. He has unfinished missions in the past and has Ren in the future. He will never give up his future!
"It's cold." Poison gas and low temperature have made Ren Xuan confused, "Ying Xian, it's so cold."
Gong Yingxian held Ren Yu tightly. His superior brain had never been so dull. The cold made his thinking difficult. He hated fire so much, but longed for the warmth of fire at this time.
Wait, fire! "Fire..." Gong Yingxian said unconsciously.
Ren Yi coughed and smiled: "here, you can't light a fire... It's better to freeze to death than burn to death."
Gong Yingxian's eyes suddenly recovered Qingming. He struggled to get up: "I have a way."
"What?"
Gong Yingxian trembled and said, "there is also leaking ammonia outside. As long as the outside is lit, firefighters will come to put out the fire."
Ren Yu was stunned. He didn't know whether he was shaking or nodding. He murmured, "yes, yes."
Gong Yingxian picked up a hard core of toilet paper from the ground, and then connected the equipment to the power again. After the hard paper cylinder was ignited, Gong Yingxian threw it out of the freshly cut door opening.
When ammonia meets an open fire, it is instantly ignited in pieces. Those flames emit light blue light, which is like dark fires floating on the ground in the dark.
Gong Yingxian began to knock on the aluminum alloy door with a hammer. In the large-span freezer, such a sound can be transmitted far through the echo.
Ren Yu fell to the ground, his consciousness was gradually pulling away from his body, and some specious voices came from his ears. He couldn't distinguish what it was and didn't care. In the hazy, he instinctively looked for Gong Yingxian. He wanted to grasp Gong Yingxian's hand, no matter where he went, life or death, he wanted to grasp Gong Yingxian's hand.
Then he fell into a warm and powerful embrace, and he saw a pair of familiar and anxious eyes.
Ah, I got you.
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After Gong Yingxian was ready, Ren Yu began to dilute the ammonia discharged into the machine room with a fire extinguisher. As long as the ammonia concentration was low, a little spark was not a threat.
After spraying two bottles of fire extinguishers, Ren Yu was still worried. He took off his mask and tested the concentration of ammonia in human flesh. Some choked and some stimulated, but the concentration was not very high.
Gong Yingxian moved his humble tools to the door and left the wires to Ren Yu: "I said you would turn on the electricity. If you can't hold your breath, come and change with me."
Ren Yu said, "it's all right. I can barely breathe."
Gong Yingxian frowned and looked at Ren Yu. Although he was distressed, he knew that it must be broken as soon as possible. He said, "power on."
Ren Yi twisted the two wires into one strand and connected the power supply.
The electric wire in Gong Yingxian's hand began to flash sparks. The principle of this simple electric cutting machine is to use resistance to generate large current to realize continuous high heat energy to melt metal. However, the energy of this one made with the limited tools at hand is very small. It can be used to cut some plastic. When its end touches the aluminum alloy door in front of us, it can only melt a shallow pit the size of rice grain at a time.
But this is their only hope.
With this crude tool, Gong Yingxian tried to burn a hole through the door handle bit by bit.
The short 20 minutes passed quickly. They kept holding their breath and taking turns to take oxygen. Even if they saved their use, there was only 10% left in the air bottle.
Seeing more and more ammonia leakage, Ren Yi simply took off his rescue suit to block the pipeline. Originally, the temperature in the house was falling continuously. At this time, I'm afraid it was more than ten degrees below zero. After he took off his clothes, he was cold enough to shiver all over.
It was cold and lack of oxygen. This pain made him faint at any time. He ran back to Gong Yingxian, connected the tube of the mask to Gong Yingxian's air bottle, and took a hard breath. When the pure air flowed into his lungs, he had the illusion of being purified from inside to outside, but this sense of redemption was too short.
Gong Yingxian is still concentrating on melting the gate, and a circular gravure print has appeared on the gate.
Ren Yu took a few breaths and wanted to return the air bottle to Gong Yingxian. Gong Yingxian shook his head and whispered, "save it."
Ren Yu leaned against the gate and felt the strength of his body passing. He had inhaled a lot of ammonia. His throat was burning with pain, dizziness, nausea and coughing.
It's so cold. It's hard to die.
Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yu with red eyes: "hold me."
Ren Yi moved over and hugged Gong Yingxian from behind, trying to warm himself with the temperature of his body. Perhaps such embracing can not alleviate too many physical difficulties, but at least it has been comforted psychologically.
Gong Yingxian looked anxiously at the molten pit on the door, hoping to be faster and faster.
The cutting machine finally melted out a complete circle. Gong Yingxian said, "where's the hammer? Let's try."
Ren Yu brought a screwdriver and hammer. Gong Yingxian inserted the screwdriver into the molten pit and smashed it with a hammer. He smashed it dozens of times before he broke through a hole.
Ren Xuan exclaimed excitedly, "wear it, wear it... Cough, cough..."
"Ren Yi!" Gong Yingxian connected him to the air bottle, "breathe." His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was aching.
Ren Yu took a sip and was not willing to use it again. He shook his head: "don't worry about me. Let's hurry up... Cough... Time, I'll smash it. You continue to make this pit deeper."
Gong Yingxian shook Ren Yu's hand, then took off his rescue suit and forced Ren Yu to put it on.
"No, I can hold on."
"Put it on." Gong Yingxian grabbed Ren Yu's arm and said, "put it on. If you feel warm, I won't be cold."
Ren Yu's nose was sour and smiled reluctantly: "let's take turns to wear it."
Gong Yingxian gives Ren Yu the hammer and screwdriver. He continues to melt the metal with a cutting machine, while Ren Yu uses his remaining strength to smash it desperately. When they can't hold it, they take a breath of air until the air bottle is completely consumed.
Ren Yi simply took off his mask and continued to smash with his teeth. He could see the outside from the broken hole. Although there was still smoke outside, he knew that at the end of the smoke was the hope of living.
They kept coughing, their brains swelled to pain, their breathing became difficult, and the low temperature made their hands almost disobedient.
Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his hand. Ren's painful cries were blocked in his throat, and his tools fell to the ground one after another.
"Ren Yi!" Gong Yingxian grabbed Ren Yu's hand hurt by a hammer and gently breathed in vain, but his eyes were congested because he didn't know how to relieve his pain.
Ren Yu endured the pain: "no, it's okay, you continue."
Gong Yingxian picked up the screwdriver and hammer and continued to smash. Finally, a small hole was cut in the door. He quickly reached out and felt for the bolt.
Ren Yu looked at him hopefully.
Gong Yingxian's face seemed to be covered with a shadow. He trembled and pulled his hand back: "... Locked."
Ren Yu froze. The despair at this moment was like that he tried his best to climb up and was kicked down.
Ren Yu's knees softened and sat on the ground sliding against the door. Gong Yingxian also squatted down. He hugged Ren Yu and said in a trembling voice, "how are you?"
Ren Yi shook his head: "I'm a little dizzy and a little cold." He simply took off his mask. Anyway, it was useless at this time.
Gong Yingxian also took off his mask. He held Ren Yu's face and kissed him hard: "Ren Yu, you have to hold on, we will go out." Then he hugged him hard.
Ren Yi also hugged Gong Yingxian tightly: "it's so cold, you're also very cold."
A thin layer of white frost has formed on their hair. The low temperature makes all their physical functions run at a low speed, including thinking.
Gong Yingxian stuck to Ren Yu's face: "your skin is warm."
"You too." Ren Yu felt drowsy.
"Don't sleep. Talk to me."
"Feilan, feilan doesn't know what's going on."
"She should be better than us." Gong Yingxian held Ren Yu tightly and wished he could rub him into his body. "Today, originally, would have been a good day." Today is the day when he plans to confess to Ren. He has never confessed in his life. He has made a lot of preparations. He abides by the social customs that seem stupid and boring to him. He bought flowers, wrote cards, prepared gifts and wine. He waited for that moment with fear and shame. He vaguely knows that Ren cares about him and likes him most of the time.
He imagined many results, but none of them was that they were locked in a freezing jar at minus 20 degrees.
"Yes, it's an unforgettable day in my life." Ren Yu said to himself, "who knows, my life is coming to an end."
"It's impossible. I still have a lot to tell you. We still have a lot to do. We won't die here." Gong Yingxian bit his teeth. "Maybe someone will come to save us."
"We don't know... We're missing. Cough, there's no signal in it. Even if we know, it's too difficult to find someone here."
"There must be a way, there must be a way." Gong Yingxian is unwilling. He must not die here. He has unfinished missions in the past and has Ren in the future. He will never give up his future!
"It's cold." Poison gas and low temperature have made Ren Xuan confused, "Ying Xian, it's so cold."
Gong Yingxian held Ren Yu tightly. His superior brain had never been so dull. The cold made his thinking difficult. He hated fire so much, but longed for the warmth of fire at this time.
Wait, fire! "Fire..." Gong Yingxian said unconsciously.
Ren Yi coughed and smiled: "here, you can't light a fire... It's better to freeze to death than burn to death."
Gong Yingxian's eyes suddenly recovered Qingming. He struggled to get up: "I have a way."
"What?"
Gong Yingxian trembled and said, "there is also leaking ammonia outside. As long as the outside is lit, firefighters will come to put out the fire."
Ren Yu was stunned. He didn't know whether he was shaking or nodding. He murmured, "yes, yes."
Gong Yingxian picked up a hard core of toilet paper from the ground, and then connected the equipment to the power again. After the hard paper cylinder was ignited, Gong Yingxian threw it out of the freshly cut door opening.
When ammonia meets an open fire, it is instantly ignited in pieces. Those flames emit light blue light, which is like dark fires floating on the ground in the dark.
Gong Yingxian began to knock on the aluminum alloy door with a hammer. In the large-span freezer, such a sound can be transmitted far through the echo.
Ren Yu fell to the ground, his consciousness was gradually pulling away from his body, and some specious voices came from his ears. He couldn't distinguish what it was and didn't care. In the hazy, he instinctively looked for Gong Yingxian. He wanted to grasp Gong Yingxian's hand, no matter where he went, life or death, he wanted to grasp Gong Yingxian's hand.
Then he fell into a warm and powerful embrace, and he saw a pair of familiar and anxious eyes.
Ah, I got you.
After Gong Yingxian was ready, Ren Yu began to dilute the ammonia discharged into the machine room with a fire extinguisher. As long as the ammonia concentration was low, a little spark was not a threat.After spraying two bottles of fire extinguishers, Ren Yu was still worried. He took off his mask and tested the concentration of ammonia in human flesh. Some choked and some stimulated, but the concentration was not very high.Gong Yingxian moved his humble tools to the door and left the wires to Ren Yu: "I said you would turn on the electricity. If you can't hold your breath, come and change with me."Ren Yu said, "it's all right. I can barely breathe."Gong Yingxian frowned and looked at Ren Yu. Although he was distressed, he knew that it must be broken as soon as possible. He said, "power on."Ren Yi twisted the two wires into one strand and connected the power supply.The electric wire in Gong Yingxian's hand began to flash sparks. The principle of this simple electric cutting machine is to use resistance to generate large current to realize continuous high heat energy to melt metal. However, the energy of this one made with the limited tools at hand is very small. It can be used to cut some plastic. When its end touches the aluminum alloy door in front of us, it can only melt a shallow pit the size of rice grain at a time.But this is their only hope.With this crude tool, Gong Yingxian tried to burn a hole through the door handle bit by bit.The short 20 minutes passed quickly. They kept holding their breath and taking turns to take oxygen. Even if they saved their use, there was only 10% left in the air bottle.Seeing more and more ammonia leakage, Ren Yi simply took off his rescue suit to block the pipeline. Originally, the temperature in the house was falling continuously. At this time, I'm afraid it was more than ten degrees below zero. After he took off his clothes, he was cold enough to shiver all over.It was cold and lack of oxygen. This pain made him faint at any time. He ran back to Gong Yingxian, connected the tube of the mask to Gong Yingxian's air bottle, and took a hard breath. When the pure air flowed into his lungs, he had the illusion of being purified from inside to outside, but this sense of redemption was too short.Gong Yingxian is still concentrating on melting the gate, and a circular gravure print has appeared on the gate.Ren Yu took a few breaths and wanted to return the air bottle to Gong Yingxian. Gong Yingxian shook his head and whispered, "save it."Ren Yu leaned against the gate and felt the strength of his body passing. He had inhaled a lot of ammonia. His throat was burning with pain, dizziness, nausea and coughing.It's so cold. It's hard to die.Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yu with red eyes: "hold me."Ren Yi moved over and hugged Gong Yingxian from behind, trying to warm himself with the temperature of his body. Perhaps such embracing can not alleviate too many physical difficulties, but at least it has been comforted psychologically.Gong Yingxian looked anxiously at the molten pit on the door, hoping to be faster and faster.The cutting machine finally melted out a complete circle. Gong Yingxian said, "where's the hammer? Let's try."Ren Yu brought a screwdriver and hammer. Gong Yingxian inserted the screwdriver into the molten pit and smashed it with a hammer. He smashed it dozens of times before he broke through a hole.Ren Xuan exclaimed excitedly, "wear it, wear it... Cough, cough...""Ren Yi!" Gong Yingxian connected him to the air bottle, "breathe." His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was aching.Ren Yu took a sip and was not willing to use it again. He shook his head: "don't worry about me. Let's hurry up... Cough... Time, I'll smash it. You continue to make this pit deeper."Gong Yingxian shook Ren Yu's hand, then took off his rescue suit and forced Ren Yu to put it on."No, I can hold on.""Put it on." Gong Yingxian grabbed Ren Yu's arm and said, "put it on. If you feel warm, I won't be cold."Ren Yu's nose was sour and smiled reluctantly: "let's take turns to wear it."Gong Yingxian gives Ren Yu the hammer and screwdriver. He continues to melt the metal with a cutting machine, while Ren Yu uses his remaining strength to smash it desperately. When they can't hold it, they take a breath of air until the air bottle is completely consumed.Ren Yi simply took off his mask and continued to smash with his teeth. He could see the outside from the broken hole. Although there was still smoke outside, he knew that at the end of the smoke was the hope of living.They kept coughing, their brains swelled to pain, their breathing became difficult, and the low temperature made their hands almost disobedient.Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his hand. Ren's painful cries were blocked in his throat, and his tools fell to the ground one after another."Ren Yi!" Gong Yingxian grabbed Ren Yu's hand hurt by a hammer and gently breathed in vain, but his eyes were congested because he didn't know how to relieve his pain.Ren Yu endured the pain: "no, it's okay, you continue."Gong Yingxian picked up the screwdriver and hammer and continued to smash. Finally, a small hole was cut in the door. He quickly reached out and felt for the bolt.Ren Yu looked at him hopefully.Gong Yingxian's face seemed to be covered with a shadow. He trembled and pulled his hand back: "... Locked."Ren Yu froze. The despair at this moment was like that he tried his best to climb up and was kicked down.Ren Yu's knees softened and sat on the ground sliding against the door. Gong Yingxian also squatted down. He hugged Ren Yu and said in a trembling voice, "how are you?"Ren Yi shook his head: "I'm a little dizzy and a little cold." He simply took off his mask. Anyway, it was useless at this time.Gong Yingxian also took off his mask. He held Ren Yu's face and kissed him hard: "Ren Yu, you have to hold on, we will go out." Then he hugged him hard.Ren Yi also hugged Gong Yingxian tightly: "it's so cold, you're also very cold."A thin layer of white frost has formed on their hair. The low temperature makes all their physical functions run at a low speed, including thinking.Gong Yingxian stuck to Ren Yu's face: "your skin is warm.""You too." Ren Yu felt drowsy."Don't sleep. Talk to me.""Feilan, feilan doesn't know what's going on.""She should be better than us." Gong Yingxian held Ren Yu tightly and wished he could rub him into his body. "Today, originally, would have been a good day." Today is the day when he plans to confess to Ren. He has never confessed in his life. He has made a lot of preparations. He abides by the social customs that seem stupid and boring to him. He bought flowers, wrote cards, prepared gifts and wine. He waited for that moment with fear and shame. He vaguely knows that Ren cares about him and likes him most of the time.He imagined many results, but none of them was that they were locked in a freezing jar at minus 20 degrees."Yes, it's an unforgettable day in my life." Ren Yu said to himself, "who knows, my life is coming to an end.""It's impossible. I still have a lot to tell you. We still have a lot to do. We won't die here." Gong Yingxian bit his teeth. "Maybe someone will come to save us.""We don't know... We're missing. Cough, there's no signal in it. Even if we know, it's too difficult to find someone here.""There must be a way, there must be a way." Gong Yingxian is unwilling. He must not die here. He has unfinished missions in the past and has Ren in the future. He will never give up his future!"It's cold." Poison gas and low temperature have made Ren Xuan confused, "Ying Xian, it's so cold."Gong Yingxian held Ren Yu tightly. His superior brain had never been so dull. The cold made his thinking difficult. He hated fire so much, but longed for the warmth of fire at this time.Wait, fire! "Fire..." Gong Yingxian said unconsciously.Ren Yi coughed and smiled: "here, you can't light a fire... It's better to freeze to death than burn to death."Gong Yingxian's eyes suddenly recovered Qingming. He struggled to get up: "I have a way.""What?"Gong Yingxian trembled and said, "there is also leaking ammonia outside. As long as the outside is lit, firefighters will come to put out the fire."Ren Yu was stunned. He didn't know whether he was shaking or nodding. He murmured, "yes, yes."Gong Yingxian picked up a hard core of toilet paper from the ground, and then connected the equipment to the power again. After the hard paper cylinder was ignited, Gong Yingxian threw it out of the freshly cut door opening.When ammonia meets an open fire, it is instantly ignited in pieces. Those flames emit light blue light, which is like dark fires floating on the ground in the dark.Gong Yingxian began to knock on the aluminum alloy door with a hammer. In the large-span freezer, such a sound can be transmitted far through the echo.Ren Yu fell to the ground, his consciousness was gradually pulling away from his body, and some specious voices came from his ears. He couldn't distinguish what it was and didn't care. In the hazy, he instinctively looked for Gong Yingxian. He wanted to grasp Gong Yingxian's hand, no matter where he went, life or death, he wanted to grasp Gong Yingxian's hand.Then he fell into a warm and powerful embrace, and he saw a pair of familiar and anxious eyes.Ah, I got you.
