Si Borong turned his head and stared at the direction Xu Xurong had left for a long while before saying something nonchalantly, "Xu Xurong is not bad."
As for the remaining sentence, he tried for a long time, opening and closing his mouth, but finally swallowed it, unwilling to say it.
As for why he was reluctant to say it, Si Borong also found it very strange.
"Xu Rong is good." Lu Qianwen replied in a very natural tone.
Thanks to his care over the years, he has been busy taking care of everything for me.
She can then devote herself to her work without any worries.
"I heard that Xu Xurong has never been married?" Si Borong suddenly asked.
Lu Qianwen withdrew her gaze and used all her strength to support Si Borong. As they walked, she said, "Well, when I was young, I had a girlfriend. We were about to get married, but she was suddenly diagnosed with a terminal illness and died not long after. Xurong couldn't get over that incident and never dated again. He adopted a boy from an orphanage, and he just graduated from college this year."
I was the one who introduced them to that girl.
Unexpectedly... Lu Qianwen sighed inwardly.
The topic turned to Xu Xurong, and Lu Qianwen spoke obviously more. Her tone was full of praise for him, but also carried a hint of sadness and regret.
Si Borong listened carefully, his eyes deepening, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he casually mentioned, "You praise him so highly. It seems you like him very much?"
Lu Qianwen's body stiffened, her pupils suddenly tightened, and she looked into Si Borong's eyes with an unfathomable expression.
Si Borong licked the corners of his cracked lips and waited anxiously for her answer, as if he was waiting for a death sentence!
Lu Qianwen sneered and said stubbornly, "Yeah, anyway, I like him more than I like you."
"..." Si Borong's heart ached for a moment, he sighed, and pretended to be magnanimous: "That's good."
Lu Qianwen glanced at him, said nothing more, and supported him as he continued to walk out.
Si Borong's legs were injured, and the weight of his entire body fell on Lu Qianwen.
He was born tall and strong, and when he leaned on Lu Qianwen, she looked particularly petite and delicate.
In order to stand more steadily, she kicked off her high heels and stepped barefoot on the ground covered with glass shards, her white and tender feet were bleeding.
But she seemed not to feel it, her brows didn't even frown, and she walked forward with a determined gaze, step by step.
The surroundings were still in chaos, with screams and cries mixed together.
The third explosion sounded again, and a hole was blown in the roof. The concrete chandelier on the ceiling kept falling down, hitting many people.
The overwhelming crowd rushed out and bumped into Lu Qianwen several times.
Si Borong's eyes flashed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Put me down. You can't get out with me."
It was still a long way to the exit and the intersection was blocked. Lu Qianwen was petite, so maybe she could squeeze out.
For the first time, Si Borong hated the fact that his house was too big and the corridor was too long.
Otherwise, Lu Qianwen would have to walk less distance.
"Si Borong, if you can't speak, just shut up!" Lu Qianwen scolded, her thoughts unwavering.
"Wenwen..." Si Borong had no choice but to call her by her nickname, very intimately.
Lu Qianwen's body stiffened again, her eyes suddenly sore, and she said stubbornly, "Si Borong, just give up! You haven't paid back what you owe me in this life yet, I can't let you die so easily!"
Si Borong shook his head. The little girl had grown up and knew how to take care of others, but it was a pity that she could never go back.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think, how nice it would be if time could go back.
Or, meet the people around you earlier.
So, would there be a different ending?
Lu Qianwen used her thin body to carry Si Borong forward, and finally moved to the door.
However, with a loud bang, the door beam suddenly collapsed.
"careful!"
Si Borong used all his strength to push her out. Losing his support, he staggered and fell to the ground, and the collapsed door beam hit his head.
Blood instantly dyed Lu Qianwen's eyes red.
"Si Borong!"
Lu Qianwen screamed, her voice broken, and her face lost all color.
She almost knelt in front of Si Borong, and her slender arms reached through the gap to grab him, panicking and helpless, "Si Borong, don't scare me, this is not fun at all, talk, talk, Si Borong!"
Lu Qianwen went crazy and pulled the door beam that was blocking her and Si Borong.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move at all.
Tears flowed uncontrollably again.
She knelt on the ground, not caring about the dust and dirt, and murmured with her eyes lost in thought: "Si Borong, you can't die. You owe me so many explanations. If you die, what will I do?"
After a lifetime of entanglement, Lu Qianwen hated Si Borong very much, but also loved him terribly.
Just when Lu Qianwen fell into despair, steady footsteps suddenly came from behind her.
When Lu Qianwen turned her head, she saw a familiar face, it was Yan Mingyu.
It turned out that after He Sijie caused trouble, Si Lijue was worried, so he sent a message to Yan Mingyu, asking him to come to the old house.
Unexpectedly, I was still one step too late.
Yan Mingyu made a gesture to his men, asking them to disperse and rescue people.
He walked forward and pulled Lu Qianwen up, "Madam."
"Don't worry about me, save Bo Rong!" Lu Qianwen said in a hoarse voice with red eyes.
Yan Mingyu nodded, "I'll have someone take you to a safe place first."
Lu Qianwen's attitude was very firm, her eyes fixed on Si Borong on the ground, "Help!"
At this moment, time is life. Yan Mingyu said no more and immediately started to rescue people.
With the participation of the W organization, the chaotic situation was quickly brought under control.
The door beam was removed and Si Borong was rescued.
Yan Mingyu felt his breath and said, "It's okay, he just passed out."
"That's good, that's good." Lu Qianwen's face was pale and her palms were full of cold sweat.
Yan Mingyu waved his hand and asked someone to carry Si Borong and the other injured people into the car.
Lu Qianwen wanted to follow, but when she turned around, she suddenly stopped, "Xu Rong is still in there!"
Her eyes were fixed on the ruined house. "Before the collapse, Xurong went to the dressing room to look for the old man."
"I'll send someone in to take a look."
After Yan Mingyu finished speaking, he personally led his men in.
Lu Qianwen was waiting anxiously outside the door.
In just two or three minutes, the festive birthday party turned into a living hell, with traces of blood everywhere.
shocking.
He Sijie took in the chaotic scene at the Si family. Her red lips curled slightly as she handed the binoculars to a subordinate beside her. Her eyes glared coldly as she asked, "Are all the invited reporters here?"
"We're here, live streaming now. Everyone on the internet knows there was an explosion on Si Jianhui's 80th birthday." The person behind him replied respectfully with a smile, "The cause was the illegal stockpiling of gunpowder."
"Very good." He Sijie smiled mysteriously, making people feel cold all over.
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