Before long, a strong smell of smoke came, and there was a commotion in the originally quiet screening hall.

"Fire I don't know who yelled, people began to get flustered, and they got up from their seats and ran out.

It's too dark inside. The lines are burned out. People standing on the edge of life and death run outside regardless of everything. In the dark, screams, screams, crying, one after another.

"Mom, I'm afraid!" Xiao Mimi was afraid to hide in her mother's arms. The bad smell made her uncomfortable.

"Mimi, it's OK. Mom is by your side."

Xiao's mother is a smart woman. At this time, people are in a mess, running around like a dead fly. It's easy to fall down and be trampled.

Don't say she is a thin woman with a child. What if something happens? She dare not squeeze, can only hold Xiao Mimi quietly sitting in the seat, waiting for help.

She took out the handkerchief, poured the remaining half bottle of water on it, and handed it to Xiao Mimi: "Mimi, take it, cover your nose and mouth with this."

That kind of airtight despair, that kind of suffocating feeling, that kind of throat tearing smoke, left a deep impression in Xiao Mimi's childhood.

Although, in the end, the fire was put out and the safe passage opened, they were rescued.

Since then, the fear of confined space appeared in her. She did not dare to take the elevator, go to the cinema, or even stay in the car with the doors and windows locked.

Now, how can she bear to keep her in this dark little room by herself. Sometimes, mental torture is more terrifying than physical torture.

Tired of crying, her consciousness was a little vague, and she kept reading: "Mom, I'm afraid. Mom, I'm scared. "

However, no voice responded to her, no voice comforted her.

In the conference room, all department managers went up one by one to make department summary, PPT display, Hua moyao sometimes nodded slightly, sometimes commented a few words. A morning passed quickly.

At the end of the meeting, when I looked at my watch, it was more than 12 o'clock. He worked too hard, then suddenly thought that Xiao Mimi was still closed in the dark room.

"Well, that's all for today's meeting. Thank you very much." Then he got up and left. The people at the back were relieved. The president was so workaholic that he didn't drink a mouthful of water after sitting for several hours.

As soon as Hua moyao returned to the office, he quickly looked for the key to open the door.

Sitting on the ground, Xiao Mimi can't wait to pick the crack of the door when she hears the door opening. As soon as the door is opened, she rushes out.

Her face was full of tears, her hair was torn in a mess, and she looked very embarrassed. She was as if she had been stimulated by something, panicked, short of breath, and only knew how to run out.

"Xiao Mimi!" Hua moyao saw that the lesson was too much, and she was so scared that she was a little out of order. She quickly walked over and held her.

"You let me go! Let go! I don't want to go in again! I'm not going in! " She struggled desperately, biting his hand, grabbing his arm, completely ignoring the image, as if he was going to throw her into the fire.

She was out of control. Hua Mo Yao held her tightly and held her in his arms.

"I'm not going in. I'm not going to lock you in." He whispered comfort in her ear. Seeing her like this, he was distressed.