God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Chapter 625 Extra - I Love You

The flames raged like a ferocious beast, and countless tongues of fire licked all the buildings and objects like poisonous snakes, wrapping everyone tightly inside inch by inch.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep... Be good, if you're tired we can sleep later..."

The tall man spoke in a low voice. He tightly held the young man who was obviously having difficulty breathing in his arms. The worry between his brows grew heavier like a dark cloud.

"Ayan..."

The young man in the man's arms frowned. He looked at the beams of the house not far away that were crumbling due to the fire. His eyes seemed to be hurt by the fire, and his brain became much clearer.

"Go forward, quickly!"

The young man bit his lower lip fiercely, using the pain to stay awake:

"The beams over there are about to break. If we don't hurry up, none of us will be able to get out!"

Shen Yan was pleasantly surprised at his partner's sobriety, but also felt sorry for the other's vicious biting action, but there was no time for them to talk about this and that.

The moment He Yan finished speaking, Shen Yan hugged him and ran madly towards the stairs in front, crossing over the beam a few seconds before it fell.

Bang!

The beam fell to the ground, and the flames once again scattered around like hungry wolves. The already numerous flames became even stronger like poisonous snakes. The thick smoke made them cough continuously, but they still had to walk downstairs step by step with difficulty.

"Has Lu Ying gone out yet?" He Yan whispered, his throat hoarse from the thick smoke.

"...went out." Shen Yan paused for a few seconds, his eyes flickering.

——Although Lu Ying was out, the burns on his body...

Now it's enough to just stay alive.

He Yan was obviously relieved. He forced a smile and looked at the smoke-filled gate not far away. He endured the pain and said, "Then let's go quickly—"

"Ah."

Shen Yan interrupted him. His face, which always looked cold and pale, was slightly flushed in the firelight. Sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto He Yan's face like crystal pearls.

The sweat was heated by the high temperature, and the scorching heat seemed to leave a mark on his heart.

He Yan's heart suddenly beat very fast, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

He clutched the clothes on Shen Yan's chest tightly, trying to gain some sense of security from it.

Why are you panicking? Aren’t you about to go out?

"Don't be afraid," Shen Yan lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the forehead, as if a spring breeze was blowing, soothing the uneasiness in his heart.

"I won't let anything happen to you or the child."

This sentence was like a magic needle that calmed He Yan's restless heart. However, he soon noticed something strange in this sentence.

Myself and the child? What about Shen Yan?

Before He Yan could raise any questions, Shen Yan had already carried him to the gate and stopped.

The gate was tightly closed, like an insurmountable wall of steel. The cries of students being burned to death echoed in my ears, sobbing and complaining, it was chilling.

Shen Yan's eyes revealed a look of determination and ruthlessness. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked the door, again and again. Each kick was like a sledgehammer hitting He Yan's heart, deafening.

He Yan's questioning voice seemed so insignificant amid the sound of kicking the door. Instead, he was choked by the thick smoke and felt dizzy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Finally, before Shen Yan was completely exhausted, the door was kicked open.

He couldn't wait to run out with He Yan in his arms, but suddenly he felt as if an invisible big hand was holding him tightly from behind and he couldn't move.

Shen Yan's heartbeat suddenly quickened. He slowly turned his head and saw countless students who had been burned to charred corpses by the flames, twisting their bodies and holding on to him tightly.

Their faces, where no skin could be seen, and their cracked and charred mouths were wriggling like evil spirits as they tightly pinched their legs and shoulders.

He can't leave.

As expected, I shouldn't have any luck...

Shen Yan had never felt the impermanence of life and death as deeply as he did at this moment.

But He Yan cannot die.

Not only for their children, but also for the fire of resistance that always burns in He Yan's heart.

In just a few seconds, Shen Yan figured everything out. When he saw Lu Ying, who was badly burned outside the gate, he smiled at him.

Let's complete the game with Ayan.

Shen Yan said silently.

Outside the gate, Lu Ying looked at the piles of charred corpses behind Shen Yan, and opened her mouth, but no sound came out. What came out before the sound was the tears that kept dripping down her cheeks like pearls that had broken off the string.

He Yan finally realized something. He looked up in a trance and saw the charred ghosts grabbing Shen Yan's limbs. His eyes suddenly widened. He subconsciously wanted to say something, but Shen Yan put him down from his arms and pushed him out the door.

Even at the point of life and death, Shen Yan's actions were still gentle.

The charred corpses behind him tore towards him like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. Their charred, black hands dug into the man's handsome face like devil's claws, tearing it apart bit by bit.

"stop looking,"

Shen Yan looked at He Yan who was pushed to the ground and was struggling to get up. He forced himself to resist the pulling force coming from behind like a tide, and grabbed the pull rods on both sides of the door with his bare hands to block the charred corpses who were still trying to reach out and pull He Yan.

"Ayan,"

Half of Shen Yan's face had been torn into a bloody mess, the bright red skin tissue was twitching and trembling like crushed petals, and blood was gushing out of half of his body like a fountain.

"…I love you. I'm sorry."

boom--

Countless charred corpses clung to him like a thorn in the flesh. They wailed like evil spirits and tore at Shen Yan's limbs until he was completely torn apart and became part of the dormitory building.

"Do not!!!!"

He Yan's pupils turned blood red, and his screams echoed throughout the dormitory building, as if they were going to shatter it.

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"No no no no!!! Ah Yan!!!"

He Yan woke up from a nightmare, covered in cold sweat. His body was convulsing and shaking, as if he was being held tightly by an invisible hand and unable to break free.

The swelling of his legs caused by the late pregnancy made his eyes look as if they were soaked in tears, hazy and sad, but not even one-tenth of the pain of separation from his lover in the nightmare just now.

He Yan stared blankly at the lonely and dark room, groping for the cold and empty seat next to him with trembling hands, and tears soaked his cheeks like a flood.

"Ayan..."

“Ah Yan…Ah Yan…”

"I hate you," The baby fat on He Yan's face had disappeared, and his whole face became thin and slender, making his eyes look even bigger.

He lay down, curled up like a baby, hugged the pillow that originally belonged to Shen Yan tightly, and whispered word by word:

"…But I love you more."

As long as you are here, I will forgive you for lying to me.

But why can't you hear...

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