Youyou walked to the window, reached out and grabbed the curtain, searched the room, found a lighter, skillfully lit the curtain, and stood aside.
The flames rose quickly, and the curtain near the door was soon engulfed in a large fire.
"Youyou, what are you doing? You'll burn us alive!" Meimei snapped out of it, rushed forward, and pulled Youyou, who was near the window, in front of the sofa. Staring at the growing flames, her little face was full of shock.
"The bad guy won't let us die. Mommy said that if there's a fire, firefighters will come to put it out, and then they'll rescue us." Youyou took two steps forward, hearing footsteps outside the door, her little hand tightly clenched into a fist.
She couldn't be afraid; she had to find a way for her sister to get out. Only if her sister got out would there be a chance to tell Daddy she's here.
