"I understand." Luo Qingchen nodded lightly and said, "Who is that Su Man...?"
"Teacher Wang's guess is correct. That Su Man is the relative of the female classmate who died in the desert three years ago." Lan Zhi pursed her lips and said, "She is her sister."
Lan Zhi used relatively simple language to describe the incident. Since only boys in the class wanted to save her sister at that time, she originally wanted to let the boys in the class go.
But she doesn't want to let go of those girls who love vanity, those girls who clearly distinguish between rich and poor.
But those people have graduated, and she has no place to take revenge.
And just in time, another group of people from the photography department were going to the desert. She hired a group dressed as an expedition team to take them into the desert.
The map was fake. The route she took was completely different from the planned route, and their location was not at all in the outer circle of the desert.
Instead, he was detoured by Su Man and brought to the center of the desert in no man's land.
"Have you found Su Man?" Luo Qingchen said in a daze, and all that appeared in front of her eyes was Mu Lichuan's figure.
Her heart seemed unable to settle down.
"Su Man surrendered the next day." Lan Zhi snorted coldly: "She said she regretted it. It was her inner demon that she wanted to bury with her sister."
"There are quite a few people buried with her sister." Luo Qingchen sneered and said, "She was really... heartbroken and crazy..."
"Yes!" Lan Zhi said with a choked voice as he wiped his tears: "Even the ancient trees can't come back..."
After a long time, Luo Qingchen let out a long sigh, her thoughts seemed to be completely out of control, her hands were shaking more and more, and she couldn't even hold them.
Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Lan Zhi patted her shoulder gently and said, "What's wrong with you? Could it be... Could something have happened to Young Master Li..."
Luo Qingchen has been avoiding her questions. If Mr. Li is good, there is no way she will not answer her.
Could it be...
"Lan Zhi, I won't tell you anymore." Luo Qingchen stood up suddenly and looked at her and said, "Don't worry, Mu Lichuan will be fine..."
"Qingchen—"
Rushing out of the cafe, Luo Qingchen almost ran to stop a taxi.
She couldn't hear clearly what Lan Zhi behind her was saying to her. She only knew that all she could think about was Mu Lichuan's figure, which she couldn't get rid of.
They didn't encounter a small lake, they had no water, he lost a lot of blood, how did she survive...
When all doubts form a person's focus, that may be an answer.
The answer that made her heart feel extremely painful...
I don't know how I entered the hospital, how I got on the elevator, or how I pushed past Mu Lichuan's ward.
All she knew was that she wanted to see him.
It was a feeling that no one could know except me.
However, when he staggered into the ward, there was no one on the bed.
She felt her legs soften and she sat down directly on the ground. I wanted to stand up, but found that I really had no strength at all.
But my head... is as clear as a mirror in the middle of the night, so clear...
"Why are you sitting on the floor?" A voice as cool as water and as endearing as the water sounded from behind her.
The next second, she seemed to be picked up from the ground by the young man behind her.
In a flash of lightning, she suddenly grabbed his hand and looked at the wrist wrapped in thick gauze.
Just this moment, crying loudly... (To be continued)