he yi drank the coconut that shang jing had opened in one breath, ran back to the toilet, and then went back to the sea to practice dog planing.
shang jinghui sat on the shore and watched him tossing and turning from a distance, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung up a little smile, and for the first time in his heart, he lamented in his heart that this child did not know where such a strong energy came from, and he would not be tired after playing all day.
he yi finished swimming, played with a few children on the beach for a while, and also picked up a lot of beautiful shells, and then he ran barefoot to shang jinghui, holding the shell in his hand and excitedly saying: "husband you see!" i've picked up so many treasures! four is not four beautiful? "
shang jinghui has seen many valuable treasures from childhood to adulthood, and naturally does not think that these few shells are rare, but he still smiled and said: "well, it is very beautiful."
he yi generously put the shell into the blanket on shang jingjian's leg, "send you!"
shang jinghui thanked him funny, saw that his hands and feet were soaked white, and his skin was wrinkled, so he wanted to continue running into the sea, and quickly pulled him and said: "don't go into the water today, i want to play tomorrow and continue."
he yi hadn't played enough, and in an instant he shrugged his head down, and pitifully discussed with shang jinghui: "i'll play for a little longer, just a little while, and i'll come back right away, okay?"
shang jinghui took his hand to show him and exaggeratedly threatened him: "after a little more soaking, the hand will be soaked."
seeing he yi frowning on his small face and looking unhappy, shang jinghui coaxed again: "aren't you hungry?" do you want to go to dinner? seafood is prepared for dinner. "
he yi was happy and asked with a drooling voice, "seafood?" what's there? i'm going to eat prawns! "
"then hurry back and change clothes, you'll be gone when it's late." shang jinghui deceived him in a serious manner.
he yi really took it seriously, ran back to the locker room to change his clothes with a cigarette, and then pushed shang jinghui's wheelchair back to run back, shouting happily while running: "go eat seafood!" "
the portions of high-end restaurant dishes are relatively small, and some seafood can eat not much meat after peeling the shell, considering the amount of he yi's meal, shang jinghui deliberately let people order more dishes, and also let the kitchen increase the portion, the result is still not enough he yi to eat.
except for a plate of vegetable salad with a bit of bitter taste, he didn't move much, and everything else was eaten by him, so he shouted that he was not full at all, and shang jinghui could only temporarily add two more pasta to him.
watching he yifeng eat both pasta cleanly, shang jinghui couldn't help but complain: "do you have a bottomless pit in your stomach?"
he yi wiped his mouth with a napkin and honestly replied, "no, i don't have a bottomless pit in my stomach."
after saying that, he suddenly saw other guests drinking red wine, and the dark red liquor looked beautiful in the goblet and felt very drunk, so he asked with his eyes shining: "husband and husband, is that drink delicious?" i want to try it. "
"that's wine." shang jinghui said.
"is it delicious?" he yi continued to ask.
shang jinghui took the napkin and wiped off the sauce that had not been wiped clean from the corners of his mouth, and pinched his face by the way, "do you remember the last time you broke into trouble after you got drunk?"
he yi thought about it seriously, but he didn't think about it, and asked with his innocent eyes: "which time?"
shang jinghui didn't bother to go through the old accounts with him, skipping the topic and saying: "you can drink if you want, but you can't get drunk, you can only taste two bites." "
this little guy is not drunk enough to be pestering, and if he is drunk, he is afraid that he will not be able to help but let people throw this trouble out.
he yi wanted to taste it very much, and immediately nodded his head in agreement.
shang jinghui then asked people to send a bottle of red wine to their room, and sat down with he yi in front of the coffee table on the balcony, watching the sunset on the beach and pouring he yi a glass of red wine at the bottom of the glass.
he yi tasted it with great interest and refused to drink it again, thinking that the thing was too bitter and spicy, so hot that he ran into the room and took a bottle of coke out of the xiaoice box, pretended to pour it into the wine glass, and also took it to touch shang jingjian's wine glass.
on the contrary, shang jingyun was aroused by the aroma of wine, and unconsciously drank several drinks alone.
he knew that his amount of alcohol was more than this, he was just drinking and playing, he didn't expect to accidentally get a little drunk, and then he remembered that he hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time, and the amount of alcohol was naturally no better than before.
he yi saw shang jingjian's eyelids fighting directly, and rushed to shang jingjian and asked, "husband, are you sleepy?"
shang jinghui closed his eyes and muttered, and then with some difficulty, he opened his heavy eyelids with some difficulty, and was about to turn the wheelchair back to the room, he yi pushed him inside, and smiled and said: "then let's go to sleep, i am also a little sleepy." "
shang jingqiang braced himself to wash up, sleepy and dizzy, lying on the bed and quickly falling asleep, and when he woke up again, he found that the room seemed to be on fire, the curtains in the bedroom were flying with tongues of fire, and the orange-red fire light illuminated the whole room.
he yizheng sat on his knees beside him in a panic and desperately shook his arm, and while shaking, he cried and shouted: "husband, you are about to wake up and get on fire, what should you do?"
seeing that shang jinghui finally opened his eyes, he yi suddenly cried even more fiercely, and asked in a panic: "my husband is on fire, what should i do?"
shang jinghuan couldn't lift a trace of strength, his headache was about to explode, his consciousness was not particularly clear, he was choked by the smoke and coughed a few times, he shook he yi's hand with great effort, and comforted him: "don't be afraid, go to the bathroom to find two towels, cough, wet with water, cover your mouth and nose, cough, remember to walk close to the ground."
he yi hurriedly did as he said, retrieved the wet towel and handed it to shang jinghui, and asked in a panic, "then what then?"
shang jing saw that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and felt that the fire was too strange, like someone deliberately put it, the smoke alarm in the room did not ring, 80% of it was destroyed in advance, and no one came to save them until now, i don't know if it was stopped.
there is also that he has always slept badly, a little wind and grass to wake up, but this time he slept as unconscious as a coma, and now he is still weak, obviously very abnormal, i don't know whether it is food or alcohol that has been touched.
thinking of this, he pushed he yi a little, and said in a dumb voice: "you go out first, cough, remember to call, cough, and ask someone to come in and save me."
judging from this fire, if no one had come to rescue them all the time, then he would definitely not be able to go out, and he could not be buried in the sea of fire with him.
"no, no, no! i'm going to be with my husband! he yi said without hesitation.
then he dragged shang jinghui off the bed and put him in a wheelchair, wanting to take shang jinghui with him.
"you can't use a wheelchair, there are batteries in it, and it's easy to explode when you hit a fire." shang jinghui reminded him.
"so what to do?" he yi asked helplessly.
"leave me alone, go fast, obey." shang jinghui persuaded him.
he yi refused to go on his own, forcibly pulled shang jinghui out of his wheelchair, kicked the wheelchair to a corner where the fire was relatively small, and then bent down to carry shang jinghui to the door desperately.
shang jinghui really couldn't lift his strength, and could only continue to try to persuade he yi: "let me down, cough, otherwise you won't be able to get out."
"don't! i'm going to take you with me. he yi's voice was stained with crying again.
shang jinghui knew that this child was so stubborn, he could not persuade he yi, he could only reduce he yi's burden as much as possible, reached out to help he yi cover his mouth and nose with a towel, and commanded he yi to avoid the place where the fire was fierce.
their bedroom was the innermost part of the whole suite, not close to the door, and the floor here was not suitable for jumping out of the window, and there was no way but the door.
the smoke caused the two people to cough and shed tears, the oxygen in the room became thinner and thinner, and shang jinghui felt that it was more and more difficult to breathe, and his consciousness became blurred.
he yi's small body could not support his weight at all, and every step was very difficult, coupled with the wool carpet and leather sofa in the living room, there was almost no place to get off his feet, and he could only take a detour.
shang jinghui felt that he was probably going to die here, but he yi was innocently implicated by him, which made him unable to die with confidence.
"leave me alone, let's go." shang jinghui advised again.
however, his voice was too small, covered by the noise of the fire, he yi did not hear it at all, and still stubbornly dragged him to the door.
he yi was so smoked that he could hardly open his eyes, and he was about to move to the door, but he accidentally tripped over something on the ground, and even the shang jinghui behind him also fell down.
he yi was pressed by shang jinghui and couldn't get up at all, but shang jinghui didn't even have the strength to turn over, and he could pass out at any time.
he yi looked up at the fire in the room, coughed for a while, and then whimpered and cried, crying and desperately asking: "husband, are we going to die?" "
"no, hold on a little longer and someone will come to your rescue." shang jinghui said in an angry voice.
he yi didn't hear it, and continued to talk to himself: "if i die again, i won't be a hungry ghost, husband, you promised me, you can't do without me, we will go to another world together." "
shang jinghuan's brain was wooden, he didn't understand what he was saying, and he used the last bit of strength to hand the towel in his hand to his mouth, reminding him: "don't talk, someone will come to save you."
after saying that, he fell completely into a coma.