Chapter 67

Glaze

I don't know if there is a little girl in my arms who needs to be protected. Zhao Moyan is more calm than ever.

The water on the body evaporates quickly when the fire strikes.

Wet the sleeves in the sink and cover the little girl's mouth and nose.

When I wanted to soak the other sleeve, the water stopped. Maybe the wires or pipes below were burnt out.

Without much hesitation, Zhao Mo Yan rushed out with the little girl in his arms.

They are on the fourth floor. They can't take the elevator.

Wanton burning fire, red her face, the closer to death, her brain will be more calm.

She can't die.

If she died, what would her parents do? Her mother's crying temperament would make her cry for seven days and seven nights.

His father has nothing to do with her mother, but he can't cajole people. It's estimated that when he can't do anything, they will probably sit and cry together.

She had spare time to think about the way she was looking for life and death for Chu city.

There were cries everywhere. A couple next to each other hugged each other, crying and promising to each other. In case of death, don't drink Mengpo soup. Remember each other, they will be together in the next life.

The little girl sobbed in her arms, with the fire in front of her.

Zhao Mo Yan leaned against the wall, thinking about the possibility of going forward to survive.

The little girl in her arms was about to rush forward when she heard a few sounds of nature.

"Lin Zhigang, take people to transfer the masses first, search thoroughly, no one can be left behind!"

"Wang Wenhai, follow me!"

"It's the fireman's voice, the fireman's coming!"

The restless crowd seemed to have a backbone.

Crying father shouniang voice down, we all consciously toward the firefighters around the past.

Zhao Mo Yan looked down at the little girl in his arms and said with a smile, "don't be afraid, the hero is coming."

From her arms, the little girl timidly looked at the firefighters who ran to dredge the crowd. Her tone was tender but thought-provoking, "sister, why do they want to run here? Are they not afraid? "

Children's words strike people's hearts.

Zhao Mo Yan held her at the back of the crowd. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

There was a sound behind him. Zhao Mo Yan looked back and his pupils shrank. He could only bow down and protect the little girl in his arms. He closed his eyes and waited for the sharp pain.

Boom, the expected pain did not come, the body seems to be a warm embrace to protect, the ear a little painful stuffy hum.

The fireman next to him rushed over and said, "Captain, are you ok?"

Remove the shelf on the body, the man stood up and glanced at the two girls behind him. The oxygen mask was just given to the crowd, and his voice was a little hoarse by the smoke. "Go out quickly, hurry up!"

Zhao Mo Yan took a look at the shelf just pressed on him. It was a heavy billboard shelf, iron, with some sharp edges. With a low thanks, he picked up the little girl and left with the crowd.

The people who succeeded in escaping all huddled together, crying and laughing.

There are voices calling for family members everywhere. Some of them have not come out yet, kneeling on the ground to pray for God's blessing, and asking firefighters to save their families.

Zhao Moyan called her parents and said a few words casually. They didn't know she was in the fire and asked her what she wanted to eat in the evening.

Hang up the phone, continue to hold the little girl looking for her family.

The little girl's mouth has been shouting grandma, Zhao Moyan led her to find her grandmother.

Looking all over the crowd, without the little girl's grandmother, Zhao Moyan had a bad feeling.

Perhaps, her grandmother is still in the fire, did not come out.

The little girl tried hard to hold down her tears and asked, "sister, fireman, will my brother take my grandmother out?"

Zhao Mo Yan is silent, facing her clear eyes, dare not easily answer, for a long time, she squats down, line of sight with the little girl, answer her.

"They will try their best to save your grandmother, but we need to know that they are not gods."

Complicated words, the little girl can not understand, Zhao Moyan can only pray that the people inside and firefighters are safe.

The fire was put out and the scene was in a mess.

The little girl was looking forward to her grandmother.

Zhao Moyan closed his eyes. All the living people had been rescued. The firemen inside were cleaning up the scene and carrying out a charred body of the victim.

Zhao Mo Yan picked up the little girl and said, "elder sister, will you go to your parents first? You tell your sister where mom and dad are? "

The little girl sucked her nose and her eyes were crystal clear. "I don't have mom and dad. Grandma said Mom and dad went there for a long time

Far away, it will be many, many years before I see them

Zhao Mo Yan was dumb and suddenly didn't know what to do.

A ring fell from a corpse and rolled to their feet.

The little girl's face suddenly changed. She rushed up to pick it up and cried to Zhao Moyan eagerly, "sister, this is my grandmother's, it's my grandmother's!"

Next to the fireman pushing the body to look at the side, on Zhao Moyan's line of sight, eyes a little red, "I'm sorry, we can't save everyone."

The little girl is naive but not stupid. She looks at the fire fighter and Zhao Moyan, and then rushes to the body that just slipped the ring from above.

The cry of the child is very sad and shrill, and the crying heart is twisted.

"Grandma, I'm Liuli. Get up and have a look at Liuli!"

"Grandma, don't sleep. What about Liuli? How about getting up? Liuli doesn't eat the sweet cone any more. Liuli knows it's wrong. Don't be angry, OK

The world of little girls is dark. Zhao Mo Yan came forward to hold her, could not suppress the sour throat, some choked, "sister take you home?"

The little girl struggled in her arms, unwilling to leave her grandmother's body.

Zhao Mo Yan's palm was severely bitten by her, and the child's teeth were sharp, almost bleeding.

Next to her, a big hand took over the struggling little girl from her arms. Her hoarse voice brought some patience. "Your grandmother went to visit your parents. They live together now, and you can visit them in the future."

The little girl struggled, choked and sniffed, "really?"

Zhao Moyan watched the man wipe the little girl's nose with his sleeve, then nodded to her, "of course, but your grandmother certainly wants you to go later, because she hasn't dressed up the room there."

Cold and hard edges and corners, some dark skin smoked by the fire, it seems that it's a rough man. How can he say it like he was sprinkled with golden light.

The little girl believed him, sobbed in his arms and fell asleep when she was tired.

Zhao Moyan reached out to take the little girl from his arms. He stopped her with his eyes. His eyes swept the bite marks on her palm. His voice deliberately lowered, "there's a doctor over there. Go and bandage it."

Zhao Mo Yan took a look, did not care, "no bleeding, as well as things."

Xing Zhi looked down at her, but he didn't force her. All the bodies of the victims there had been transported together and waiting to be claimed. The little girl in her arms frowned in her sleep.

"Are you going to adopt this child?"

He just heard her say take the little girl home.

Zhao Mo Yan is tall, but thin. Standing next to Xing Zhi, he still looks a little bird.

Looking at the little girl in his arms, Zhao Moyan felt a little distressed, "if no one adopts her, she can only enter the orphanage."

Adopting a child needs procedures, but Zhao Moyan's conditions don't meet. Xing Zhi meditates slightly and hands the child to her, "leave me a contact information, and let me handle the procedures."

Zhao Mo Yan looked up at him, behind a mess, heart chaos grass.

Take glass back, Zhao father Zhao mother a look at her body embarrassed immediately panic, "you just went to Xingyue?"

Zhao Mo Yan pursed his lips, took the little girl back to the bedroom, took off her shoes and covered her with quilt.

Seeing that Liuli's face was covered with dust, Zhao's mother went to the bathroom and twisted a towel to Zhao Moyan, asking her to wipe Liuli's face.

After cleaning up, Zhao's parents followed her back to the living room, anxious and at a loss, "Yan Yan, what's the matter? The child in it? "

Zhao's father was also waiting for her to answer.

Zhao Mo Yan didn't rush to answer. His voice was so dry that he could hardly speak. He took the water from the tea table and drank it.

Before Zhao's mother could stop her, "that's the water left in the morning!"

The cold water slid down his throat into his stomach, and Zhao Mo Yan shivered coldly.

Briefly said the glass situation, Zhao Mo Yan omitted the fire in the thrilling. She summed it up in one sentence, but Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were terrified. There were videos of Xingyue fire everywhere in their mobile phones. The two of them could feel that kind of adventure. Now they know that their daughter is also in it, and that kind of fear makes people feel numb.

Knowing that Liuli had no father or mother, and that her grandmother was killed in the fire, Zhao's mother sighed, "what a poor child."

Liuli lives in Zhao Moyan's house for the time being. Xing Zhi hasn't found her for adoption, and Zhao Moyan doesn't have his contact information, so he has to put it down for the time being.

Zhao Moyan took the remains of Granny Liuli for her. When she was buried, she might not understand the meaning of life and death, but she would never see granny again. She cried and threw herself on Granny's tombstone and said that she didn't want to leave.

Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were sad. They accompanied Liuli here for a long time. They left the cemetery only when it was dark.

Since living in the Zhao family, Liuli has been extremely dependent on Zhao Moyan. It is probably afraid of separation and has no sense of security. It has to stick to Zhao Moyan in everything it does.

After a while, I ran out to find her.

Zhao Moyan is worried about this. Liuli sticks to her so much. What can we do when we start school.

On the eve of new year's Eve, Zhao Moyan received a phone call from Xing Zhi. His voice was much better than that of hoarseness in the fire, slightly low.

After the procedure is completed, Xing Zhi makes an appointment with her to give her the adoption procedure.

Zhao Moyan was a little surprised by his speed. He went through all the procedures by himself. Even her family didn't show up. He should have a lot of power.