The thick smoke in the warehouse made people unable to open their eyes. Huo gently stood there and waited, as if he hadn't seen the familiar figure come out of the smoke for a century.

　　She called his name in panic. The water poured by the man had already been dried under the high temperature, and the billowing smoke choked her tears.

　　Finally, standing beside the iron gate, she touched the fallen body of Brody.

　　"Brody, don't scare me!"

　　She tried her best to drag him to a corner, far away from the fire that could devour everything.

　　In the dim light, the unconscious man was lying on her legs....