"Lianxiao, get up! Lianxiao!" In my daze, an anxious voice woke me up, and I looked up and saw Xiaofeng. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air.
"There was an arson case in this city last night,,,,,,"
It was that long dream again. In the dream, Siyu saw a fiery red world in front of his eyes, and from time to time there was the sound of collapse in his ears. Siyu stood blankly, her tears kept flowing, but only half of them were evaporated by the high temperature around her. Someone's name kept lingering in her mouth, but this name was also swallowed up by the manic sea of fire. Only the slight movement of her lips proved that she was praying hard.