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He's not dead?

After a while, Yu Meng realized that she had lost all her milk when she ran back.

When she looked over, there was actually a figure wandering around downstairs.

Yu Meng's heart began to race.

That man!

Almost unconsciously, Yu Meng rushed downstairs without even putting on her coat.

Is that true? Wasn't this an illusion? Was it really that man?

Those eyes were something she would never forget.

The man who had saved her that day.

Unfortunately, when Yu Meng rushed downstairs, there was no sign of the man.

He had already left.

In Yu Meng's heart, her curiosity towards that man deepened.

As the days passed, the crew's busy work made Yu Meng not have much time to think. He Mingxuan had come to visit her once, but because he had matters at home to handle, he just left after a quick meal.

After another day of work, Yu Meng went back to the hotel and fell asleep.

Late at night, she was awakened by the pungent smell of smoke.

After waking up, he saw thick smoke billowing in from the gaps between the windows, filling the entire room with flames that shot into the sky.

It's on fire!

Yu Meng calmed herself down for a few seconds. She got up from the bed, put on a coat and rushed to open the door. The corridor was filled with even thicker and more pervasive smoke.

Yu Meng tried several times to run outside, but the thick smoke kept pushing her back.

"Fang Rui!" She cried out in alarm and swallowed a mouthful of the smoke, choking her until she bent over and coughed.

Suddenly, he remembered that Fang Rui and the majority of the people in the crew were not there.

Her heart immediately sank.

He could only shout with all his might, hoping that someone would remember that there was a Chinese who needed to be rescued.

"Help! Help is coming! "

Yu Meng choked and choked, but she still shouted as loud as she could. The fire was getting fiercer and fiercer, and she felt her head go numb. She couldn't let the smoke from the corridor envelop her room any longer. She quickly decided to close the door.

At the very least, the cigarettes in the room wouldn't let her die so quickly. Yu Meng thought.

Leaning against the door, she looked out the window at the fire, which didn't seem to be abating but was growing stronger. Her body was covered in sweat and her consciousness began to blur. Her body also gradually became weak. Until he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Just when she was desperate to live. Suddenly, the door behind him opened.

A second before she fainted, she saw the man's eyes.

A hint of nervousness and haste appeared in those deep cold eyes. The black mask rose and fell on his face, as if he was breathing heavily.

Yu Meng slowly closed her eyes. The moment the man picked her up.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Yu Meng was once again choked, coughing and waking up from her stupor. She rubbed her head as she looked around in confusion.

She was lying under a rubber tree, on the soft sand behind her, in front of thick bushes.

Once she sat down, the man in front of her, who was still holding an empty cup, looked at her.

Yu Meng wiped the water off her face and looked at the cup in the man's hand, roughly understanding why she had been choked awake.

This was the direct and crude way of waking him up.

Yu Meng suddenly thought of something and turned her head to look. The fire in the hotel had already been extinguished.

All that was left was darkness. The entire building had collapsed like a pile of rubble, surrounded by police and ambulances.

"No, Fang Rui and the rest might be looking for me." Yu Meng struggled to get up, but she was too exhausted. Her mind went blank, and she fell to the side.

The man caught her by the arm.

The man helped Yu Meng to sit down, then he picked a mint leaf out of nowhere and placed it on the index finger of both of his hands, gently rubbing it against Yu Meng's temple.

Yu Meng did not move at all, allowing him to massage her as he pleased. She actually felt very comfortable.

She had not expected him to be such a gentle person.

"Thank you …" Yu Meng felt that she had been too rude just now. She shouldn't have even thanked him for saving her, but he was still in a hurry to leave.

"What's your name?" Yu Meng asked as she held out her hand, indicating that he could write on her palm.

She remembered that he didn't seem to be able to speak.

The man hesitated for a few seconds before writing a few words in English on Yu Meng's palm.

"D-i-e —"

Yu Meng reacted for a moment.

"Dee." After she read it out loud, she felt something was wrong. With a frown, she asked, "Isn't the Chinese translation 'die'?"

The man nodded.

"Is that your name?"

The man replied in silence.

"Why …" Yu Meng found it hard to understand. "To give such a dejected name …"

The man did not explain.

However, Yu Meng soon understood. From the looks of it, he must have suffered from a lot of injuries. Perhaps after experiencing the persecution of war, his heart had long since been broken.

"But I feel that perhaps it should be filled with hope." Yu Meng looked at the man and said, "What do you think?"

Yu Meng felt embarrassed as she finished speaking. How could someone like her, born in the peaceful era, have the right to comfort these people who had suffered so much? She didn't know anything at all.

"I just..." Realizing she was being rude, she quickly explained, "I just want you to be happy."

The man laughed softly.

Although his face could not be seen, from his slightly curled eyes, it could be seen that he was smiling.

Yu Meng was suddenly very happy.

"You …" She pointed at him. "Often around here?"

She began to think that it was no longer her imagination that a shadow had always seemed to appear while she was at work.

The man watched without batting an eyelid.

Yu Meng felt that this man was extremely strange. She didn't know if he didn't understand her words and didn't give her any response.

"You saved me twice." Yu Meng could only change the topic. "How should I repay you?"

If he needed money, she thought, she could satisfy him by eating and wearing whatever he needed.

However, Yu Meng had never expected that …

After the man finished listening to Yu Meng's words, he suddenly approached her and pressed both of his hands on her arms. The other half of his face was covered as he moved closer and closer to her.

Yu Meng's breathing quickened. Her eyes widened as she wondered what this man was up to.

"You …"

"Ugh …"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was blocked.

The man's kiss came, but through the thick mask, the warm breath condensed into vapor, moist and viscous.

He merely touched it briefly and then moved it away.

Yu Meng looked as if she had been struck by lightning. She sat there blankly, her body completely stiff.

She asked him what he wanted in return, but he kissed her.

What was this operation...

The man got what he wanted and left with his black coat.

He disappeared into the bushes without looking back.

For a long time, Yu Meng could not recover from the shock.

What had shocked her so much was not only this sudden kiss, but this kiss, too familiar to her.

And the smell of the man as he approached, his eyes as dark as a deep pool.

All of these images combined to form the image in Yu Meng's heart.

With this thought in mind, Yu Meng's hands and feet became cold, unable to let go for a long time.

He …

Didn't he die?

Yu Meng slowly raised her hand and touched her lips. The warmth from a moment ago had long since dissipated. However, that familiar feeling was something that she would never forget.

How could she have felt wrong after so many years?!

"Yu Meng!"

"Director Yu!"

"Where are you?!"

Not far behind the big tree, there came the sound of someone calling Yu Meng. When she turned around, she was with Fang Rui and the crew's friend. She probably didn't see him near the hotel, so she was worried that he had come looking for her.

Yu Meng held on to the tree trunk and forced herself up.

"I'm here!"

She shouted as loudly as she could, waving and shouting across the room.

"Over there!"

Fang Rui was the first to run over and help the weak Yu Meng.

"Why did you come here?!"

Yu Meng hesitated for a few seconds, but still didn't say anything.

"I ran out on instinct. I don't know where I went. I don't know when I lost my consciousness, but I woke up here."

"You really are a strange flower among a hundred flowers." Fang Rui pointed to the location of the hotel, then looked at the place they were at, shook her head and said, "Being this far, your instincts are truly persistent."

"In a life or death situation, a person's potential is limitless."

Suddenly. Fang Rui hugged Yu Meng.

Yu Meng was stunned.

"You …" She laughed and joked, "It's a good idea. There are so many people here. Can we move it a bit towards the back?"

Fang Rui sputtered viciously beside Yu Meng's ear. Then she bit her ear.

"AHH!" Yu Meng pushed Fang Rui away and rubbed her ears in pain, "If you're hungry, go eat some meat. Why are you biting me?

Fang Rui stared at Yu Meng with a gloomy face.

"I just don't feel good, let me vent on you."

"Who bullied you?" "No, who dares to bully you? It makes you feel bad."

"You."

"Me?"

"You scared me to death."

When Fang Rui didn't see Yu Meng among the people saved from the inn, she really almost collapsed at that moment.

Yu Meng suddenly smiled and leaned over to hug her.

"I'm cute! My life is mine!"

"As long as you love me."

The friendship between Fang Rui and Yu Meng was something that only the two of them could understand.