Chapter 168

When nagging woke up, the first thing I saw was the scattered fire, and then the pungent smoke. He coughed twice and pushed the broken seat away from him.

Not dead, not dead yet. There was a rush of ecstasy in his heart.

"Boom" a huge noise, only shocked his ears numb, turned to look, the original rear of a car, has been blown to pieces. He was so scared that he got up from the ground. The explosion was still going on. This second was not dead, and the next second was not necessarily.

As soon as I look up, I can see that the cold face is lying on the driver's panel, his head is covered with blood, and he is still. During the brief fainting of nagging, I vaguely remember that after I fell down, until the last second, Leng Mian was still driving the subway stubbornly.

Nagging only felt cold all over his body, whether he was dead or alive. He grabbed him and dragged him out of the cab.

Damn it! Get stuck!

The driver's cab had been squeezed out of shape. He squeezed out of the half door and dragged the cold side, but he couldn't move it.

"Grass Grass Grass He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, tears were falling down, "cold noodles! Wake up! Damn it, run for your life! I can't leave you, wake up

But with his eyesight, he could not accurately estimate how much cold noodles had been injured. His face was very pale and his hands were frightfully cold.

"Ah --" nagging a wail, almost like crazy, pulling him hard.

"Nagging! Cold noodles Just then, a familiar, anxious voice came. When he looked back, he was so happy that he didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. Zhou Xiaozhuan, with several criminal policemen, was rushing out of a small door in the tunnel and running towards them!

"Come on Nagging and yelling, "cold noodles are stuck!"

The two policemen smashed the door and dragged the cold noodles out. Nagging at their solemn and young faces, I just feel that even if I die today, I will die without regret! Because it might explode at any time, Xiaozhuan and his family risked their lives and did not give up their last hope and came down to rescue them.

Laodao's physical strength had already been overdrawn and his injuries were very serious. At the moment, he was finally rescued. He was in the dark and fainted on the ground. Xiaozhuan and other police officers were terrified. They immediately carried two people and ran into the small door on the wall of the tunnel and ran into the passage.

Closing the door, the party ran up with all their lives. Just a few steps away, I heard a series of deafening explosions outside the door, which only made people stagger and the eardrum ache.

A tall criminal policeman with cold face on his back and Xiao Zhuan's nagging on his back continued to run to the ground. Leng Mian was still in a coma, and he was not aware of the explosion of the earth shaking sky. The nagging was probably a faint fan who gasped in Xiaozhuan's ear and asked, "is it OK, Lou?"

Xiaozhuan ran forward with his head buried in his head and said in a stuffy voice, "although you hit along the road, you slowed down a lot of the impact force, and finally hit the foundation. But the building, or slowly collapsed. Just now. "

"Grass." Nagging and powerless scolding.

"The quality of the building is too bad." Xiaozhuan replied, "fortunately, the crowd has been evacuated on the bridge, and there are not too many casualties."

"Well." The nagging answered and asked, "boss Are you OK with Xiaobai

Xiao Zhuan's tears suddenly fell down. Once the tears burst, they couldn't stop. He was so nagging, crying and running.

"It's OK!" He said obstinately, "they must be OK. Although the building collapsed, the bridge didn't explode. Qin team said that if the bridge didn't blow up, it showed that the boss had succeeded. The boss is such a tough guy, right? They must be OK. They must be Will come back! "

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underground.

Buried like a sealed grave.

Debris, broken columns, lime soil, fire light.

There is no place without confusion and depression. The repression of the breath of death.

Two men were lying on one side of the uneven slope with fire.

Neither of them moved.

Han Chen lies there. When he opens his eyes, the first thing he sees is collapse and accumulation. His eyes were so bloodstained that his eyelashes were not open enough.

Then he saw that R was lying not far away from him with his eyes open. In addition to the wooden block in his chest, there was a shot that Han Shen had shot him before. He's gone. And the remote control for the explosion fell in the middle of the two people.

Han Chen lies down, not moving.

He was in a trance. Trance, but it seems to see many years ago Su Mian. White schoolhouse, gentle shade, she stood under the tree, wearing a colorful skirt, eyes like stars, turned to look at him and smile.

Han Chen suddenly laughed. Slowly, a smile appeared in the corner of his lips.

He suddenly remembered that Su Mian had asked him a word after they met.

She said: Han Shen, why do you like me so much?

What did he answer then?

He said: get cheap and sell well. That's how I like you.

Like you, from such a young time. Men's real love, like a blazing and repressed fire, separation or reunion, how do you let me stop?Vaguely, he suddenly remembered that day in Jiangcheng.

That evening, the twilight room. He was smoking behind the screen, and he thought he had been looking for her for 1892 days. Why hasn't he found her? Why hasn't she appeared.

And then she just showed up in front of him. A clean uniform, a clean face. Completely like another person, but also familiar.

Later I realized that it was the only face he had ever loved.

A strong sense of weariness hit my heart again. His body was too tired to move. He could even feel that his injuries were continuing to overdraw his vitality. He wanted to close his eyes, so he closed them. Close your eyes, think of her quietly, think of them both this life. Even if there was no future, he never lost it.

……

Whistle.

Qing Zhai was like a ghost like whistle.

And so, gently, into his ears.

It was too low, too weak. He could not tell whether it was an illusion or a reality. Is he listening to her call has lost his will, or she is really there.

"Qu -- Qu --" one after another. It's hard to hear. In the darkness of the earth.

Han Shen's tears suddenly slipped from the corner of his eyes.

Then he slowly opened his eyes and began to climb with all his strength. Slowly, in her direction.

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the same whistles linger in this secluded and dark space.

It wakes up another person.

Another, a dying man.

He was covered in blood and lying under the foundation. He was in a long, chaotic coma, losing his life bit by bit until he heard her whistle.

He opened his eyes, slowly and gently.

To die or to live. Just in a moment.

She, or will there be no her?

He just lay there, listening for a long time, listening to her whistle.

Then he didn't move.

He closed his eyes.

So close your eyes.

……

People I love, people I love.

Your whistle is his courage.

It's also my determination to die.

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Su Mian's back was against the cold and hard door, and it was dark all around. There was no sound, no one else. She didn't know how long it had been and where she was now.

She just took the whistle and blew it again and again. Her voice was hoarse and her arms were numb with pain. She even felt that she didn't feel much, just blowing and blowing all the time.

Until the moment she couldn't blow.

She raised her eyes to the dark void. The tears had dried up, she thought, probably in the bottom of the earth. They are buried together and will eventually become the same pile of bones. Maybe they can be buried together.

In a trance, she suddenly heard a voice behind her.

Through the door, some voices came.

She couldn't believe her ears. The whistle came out of her hand. She turned around and looked at the darkness.

In the dark, someone's hand groped on the door, and there was a rustling and feeble voice.

In the dark, someone finally grasped the key. In a flash, Su Mian's whole world seemed to be stagnant because of it.

However, she heard the key turning. The door was pushed open.

She could not see the face of the man, nor could the man see her. She only heard the man say softly in a hoarse voice, "Sumian, I'm coming." Then "bang", suddenly fell to the ground.

Su Mian's tears almost burst out at this moment. She knelt down on the ground and hugged his bloody body.

"Han Shen!"

She was holding him and sitting on the ground, crying bitterly.

……

The best girl I've ever loved at my best age.

Regardless of the ends of the earth, regardless of the separation of life and death.

I'll come to you and get you back.

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