Dong dong dong dong…!
Mao Sandao didn't hesitate and quickly climbed up the stairs of Jiao Qiu'er's house.
Room 302, the room number where Jiao Qiuer lives.
Standing in front of Jiao Qiu'er's house, Mao Sandao's heart accelerated rapidly.
He was almost racing against time on the road, but he roughly calculated that it still took about 40 minutes from the bookstore to here.
And Doukui is definitely faster than him.
He didn't know what was happening to Jiao Qiu'er now.
If Doukui was one step ahead of him, something would have happened to Jiao Qiu'er at this moment!
Mao Sandao's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt that his breathing had become extremely difficult.
He raised his trembling hands.
boom! Bang bang!
"Ball... ball?"
Mao Sandao's face was almost pressed against the door. He thought that this would reduce the sound insulation strength of the door.
Correspondingly, Jiao Qiu'er could hear his own voice in the bedroom.
"Football!"
Bang bang bang!
Mao Sandao pounded the door harder.
At this time, he was even more worried.
"Jiao Qiu'er, speak!"
Mao Sandao pressed his ear as close to the door as possible. He was eager to hear Jiao Qiu'er's movement from the bedroom.
Even if you can hear his snoring.
But apart from the sound of the goldfish swimming and diving in the fish tank, there was no movement from Jiao Qiu'er.
Mao Sandao's eyes widened. He didn't want to believe that something had happened to Jiao Qiu'er!
Bang bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Boom! Boom!
"Jiao Maiqi, speak!"
Mao Sandao slapped the door hard, and not only that, he also kicked the door hard with one foot.
But no matter how much he knocked on the door, kicked the door, or shouted, Jiao Qiu'er didn't get any response.
The resident in 301 opposite had moved out ten days ago, so he was not worried about the loud noise.
In other words, human life is at stake, and he no longer cares so much at this time.
Mao Sandao felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
Suddenly, he saw a fire hydrant box at the door.
despair!
He bent down and quickly pressed the opening and closing lock of the fire hydrant.
despair! despair!
Perhaps because he was too impatient, or perhaps the opening and closing lock of the fire hydrant box was broken after not being used for a long time. He pressed it several times, but the spring did not spring up as expected.
Ta-ta-ta! ! ! Ta-ta! despair……! !
Mao Sandao's face turned pale, and he pressed it several times impatiently, but the lock seemed to be broken, and the door of the fire hydrant never opened.
Grass!
Boom!
Wow...!
Mao Sandao seemed to be crazy and kicked the glass on the fire hydrant box, causing the glass to shatter.
He pulled out the fire extinguisher inside and smashed it on the door lock.
Bang!
The door shook violently.
Bang!
Mao Sandao slammed the door lock again.
The door handle was completely loose.
He held the door handle and could clearly feel that the door handle could move up and down.
Mao Sandao's heart dropped a bit.
Just a few seconds away!
Just a moment!
When the time comes, I can pull hard and I can go in!
Ball!
Don't let anything happen to you!
I'm here to save you!
You must hold on!
Mao Sandao raised the fire extinguisher above his head, preparing to give the lock on the door a final blow.
"You...what are you doing?"
A voice suddenly appeared, and Mao Sandao was startled. The fire extinguisher raised above his head froze in mid-air.
He turned his head mechanically and saw Jiao Qiu standing in the middle of the stairs with a confused look on his face.
He looked at the fire extinguisher above Mao Sandao's head, and then at the crooked handle on the door, with black lines all over his face.
"Are you sick? If you don't rest in the middle of the night, why are you breaking down my door?"
I don't know whether Jiao Qiu'er was restraining his anger or was shocked by the scene in front of him. His tone was rarely calm and calm.
"Qiu'er, you..."
Seeing Jiao Qiu'er, Mao Sandao couldn't believe it.
Is he... okay?
"Answer me first, do you have a brain disease? Why did you smash my door?"
Jiao Qiu'er frowned even more. He didn't understand Mao Sandao's behavior at this time.
Well done, why did this guy break down my door?
Crazy?
Or was your head covered in feces when you went out?
He couldn't figure it out, what was Mao Sandao's motive for smashing the door?
Looking at the living Jiao Qiu'er, Mao Sandao put the fire extinguisher in his hand on the ground.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that he was hallucinating from the intense heat.
Bang bang! Bang bang bang!
He slapped his face hard several more times and thought it was a dream.
After rubbing his eyes, Jiao Qiu'er was still standing in front of him. Only when his cheek hurt from the slap did he realize that this was not a dream.
Everything is a real scene.
Jiao Qiu'er is not dead!
He is still alive!
He is still alive and well!
"Great, great!" Mao Sandao quickly stepped forward to check on Jiao Qiu'er's body, "It's great that Qiu'er is okay! You really scared me to death just now!"
Mao Sandao suddenly felt a sore nose, then his eyes rolled with astringency, and he almost cried.
He always thought that he would never see Jiao Qiu'er again from now on.
Creak! Creak!
Jiao Qiu'er pushed Mao Sandao away, stepped forward and shook the loose doorknob, turned around and touched Mao Sandao's forehead and then his own forehead.
After comparison, it was found that Mao Sandao did not have a fever.
He said with a dark face: "There is something wrong with you, you broke my door. Please give me a perfect explanation!"
Mao Sandao scratched his head, not daring to tell the truth. After thinking for a long time, he hesitated and replied: "I...what, I had a dream. I dreamed...that something happened to you, so I came over in the middle of the night to have a look." you."
"Something happened?" Jiao Qiu'er's fat face turned even darker, "What happened to me in my dream?"
"It's just...um...that...that...uh...being stabbed with a knife..."
Mao Sandao felt that speaking more seriously, based on Jiao Qiu'er's IQ, the credibility might, probably, should, or probably be higher.
"Are you sure?" Jiao Qiu'er looked suspicious.
"Yes, sure!" Mao Sandao nodded heavily, trying to be as sincere as possible.
"Oh." Jiao Qiu'er rolled his eyes at Mao Sandao, "Can't you hope that I'll be better? You stabbed me with a knife and you just want me to die soon?"
"Ah, bah, bah, bah!" Mao Sandao hurriedly smashed it on the ground several times, "Don't say bad words, you are my brother, I always hope you are well, and I hope you are well!"
Looking at Jiao Qiu'er's look, Mao Sandao was already sure that he believed what he just said.
"You are trying to trick me to death. Don't think of yourself as such a great person." Jiao Qiu'er didn't bother to say anything to Mao Sandao. He took out the key from his trouser pocket and inserted it into the keyhole.
The key was inserted into the keyhole, but the door handle was so badly damaged that it damaged the lock core. No matter how Jiao Qiu'er twisted the key, the lock just couldn't be opened.
"It's over! It's over!" Jiao Qiu'er spread his hands forward, "It can't be opened!"
Mao Sandao curled his lips, feeling a little guilty in his heart. He comforted him: "The lock shouldn't be broken. How about... let me try?"
"No!" Jiao Qiu'er stretched out his hand to refuse, "Let's wait until daybreak. Then I'll find a locksmith. If you try it, you'll definitely fail it!"
Boom!
As soon as Jiao Qiu'er finished speaking, he heard a bang and turned his head, only to see Mao Sandao looking at him in a panic, holding the door handle that had separated from the door.
