"Miss, Yu Jie'er was killed by Ling Shao. I drove An Ziqing and her friend and it has nothing to do with you!" Tea immediately calmed her.
Li Xian raised his lips and smiled, but his eyes were filled with tears.
Turning to look at tea.
"Do you think I am like a monster now? Like a murderous devil?" Li Xian asked.
"No, Miss!"
"Why not! I've been naive and romantic before! I want to grow old with my beloved man! I have been by Ling Chuan for so many years, no matter how he neglects me, I don't mind! Why, that woman treats him that way, As long as she comes back, he can't wait to marry her! I really don't understand, how can I compare to An Ziqing?" Li Xian asked again.
"Miss, Ling Shao will find out about you sooner or later! An Ziqing is dead and will never come back again!" Tea said.
"Yeah! Finally dead! This woman can't die anyhow! Now she's finally dead!" Li Xian looked at the sky and said, "But I'm not happy at all! The feeling of killing someone is really not good at all! "
"Miss..."
"Tea, I became the bad woman I hate the most... the kind of very bad, very bad..." Li Xian said with a smile, but tears ran across his eyes.
"But I really like Brother Ling... I like it so much... As long as he looks at me more, I'm very satisfied..."
Tea lowered her head, "Miss will marry Ling Shao!"
An Ziqing knew this, and she slept for a long time.
She had too many dreams.
But when I woke up, I didn't even know what I dreamed about.
Sometimes she doesn't even know who she is anymore.
She remembered the dream very clearly.
Just the look of Jiajia's face covered in blood.
Jiajia always asks her, "An Ziqing, why don't you save me?"
"An Ziqing, this fire is so hot and so hot... Will you save me out!"
In the dream, Jiajia always complained that she didn't save her.
She cried and held Jiajia, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
She didn't have any precautions against Jie'er and followed her, and she was tired of Jiajia.
She really felt that she was useless!
She tried to open her eyes.
But in the dream, she saw Ling Chuan again.
His bangs, which he always combed high before, were casually placed on his forehead, his face was full of scum, but he didn't clean it at all.
He stood in front of a wooden coffin, lying on the lid of the coffin.
No one can pull him away.
He seemed to be dead, no anger at all.
He just murmured: "An Ziqing, come back, come back..."
He was whispering like crazy.
She was standing next to him in the dream.
But he can't see it.
She saw him pull out a pistol and pointed it at herself.
"Ling Chuan! Don't!!!" she yelled.
But Ling Chuan still shot.
Blood splattered the entire coffin.
Ling Chuan laughed, "An Ziqing, I will accompany you..."
"Ling Chuan!!! Ling Chuan!!! Ling Chuan!!!" she yelled eagerly.
I want to tell him that it's not her.
She is still alive! !
She is still alive! !
"Finally awoke." There was a very soft voice in his ear.
But it sounded like a ghost in the room.
An Ziqing sat up, stretched out his hand and hit it.
But he easily grabbed her wrist.
Lifting his eyes, he looked at her.
An Ziqing stared at him and gritted his teeth, "You arranged it, right!!"
"What's the arrangement?"
"Let Yu Jie'er lie to me! You caused the car accident!"
"It's not me, this time, you wronged me." (End of this chapter)