A fire broke out in the performance hall on the third floor of the Cultural Palace. In just two minutes, the flames spread from the backstage to the front stage.
Waves of heat accompanied by pungent smoke quickly filled the entire performance hall.
Panic, screaming, pushing, running away...
The hall was in chaos, with hundreds of people rushing frantically towards the narrow exit.
Qiu Xia looked at the crowded crowd helplessly. Because of the chaos, she couldn't get out for the time being. If she squeezed in rashly, she might even be trampled. She could only stay with Qu Mingjun for the time being.
Qu Mingjun is worthy of being a soldier. He has strong psychological qualities and can maintain order calmly in times of crisis.
Qiu Xia looked at the calm man beside her and didn't seem so scared anymore.
The thick smoke made her cough: "Cough cough..."
Qu Mingjun took out a handkerchief from his pocket, soaked it with water from the kettle, and handed it to her, "Cover your mouth and nose with this, squat as low as possible, and follow them..."
"Help~" An urgent cry for help disrupted Qu Mingjun's composure.
He turned his head when he heard the sound and saw Zhao Xueman, who was in a little white dress, falling to the ground after being knocked by the crowd, and the curtain not far behind her had been engulfed by flames.
The burning fabric fibers emitted a pungent poisonous gas and were falling down in large chunks, threatening to splash onto Zhao Xueman at any time.
Qu Mingjun desperately pushed away the crowd running towards him, went upstream alone, and ran to Zhao Xueman.
Qiu Xia's hand, which was stretched out to take the handkerchief, was frozen in the air, and in the end it was all in vain.
Looking at the man who ran towards another woman without hesitation, her eyes were still wet.
But she knew this was the last time.
As expected, a stampede occurred at the exit, and the cries of children and women could be heard continuously.
Qiu Xia stood behind the crowd somewhat woodenly. Perhaps because her heart was aching so much, her lungs seemed to be less painful.
She was pushed by someone and fell to the ground after losing her balance. The people who came over didn't notice her at all and stepped right over her.
Just as she was about to get up, a little boy in overalls was squeezed out from the crowd. Just as his small body was about to fall, Qiu Xia hurried to support him.
"Wuwu... Dad, where are you?" The boy's childish and panicked voice rang in Qiu Xia's ears.
He was holding a crushed windmill tightly in his hand, his face red from crying.
Qiu Xia did not hesitate. She immediately climbed up despite the pain and picked up the person from behind the crowded crowd.
When the boy saw Qiu Xia's face, his crying stopped abruptly, and he sobbed, "Auntie Orange."
Qiu Xia was stunned for a moment, then she took a closer look at the boy in her arms. Isn't this the child in Brigade Commander Qi's car last time?
Qiu Xia gave the little girl a comforting smile: "Your name is Mumu, right?"
"Well, Auntie, can you take Mumu to find Daddy...? Ahem..."
Qiu Xia immediately lowered her body to avoid inhaling too much smoke.
"Mumu, where is Brigadier General Qi? Did he come with you?"
"Who is Brigade Commander Qi?" Mumu didn't understand.
Qiu Xia said, "Brigade Commander Qi is your father," as she looked for another way out.
When Mumu mentioned her father, tears welled up again. "Dad went out for something just now. He said he would be here soon, but he lied... He didn't come... Woo woo..."
Qiu Xia pressed the child's face against her chest with some distress, "Okay, Mumu, don't cry. Auntie will take you to find your dad."
She guessed that Brigade Commander Qi must have gone out for something during the trip, but unexpectedly a fire broke out when he was about to come in.
Now the entrances and exits are crowded with people who want to go out, and he definitely won't be able to get in for a while.
I guess he must be more anxious than anyone else right now.
The fire was growing bigger and bigger and had already burned the seats in the audience.
There are still many people blocking the exit. If this continues, they will be burned to death or suffocated to death.
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