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Chapter 80 I Must Live

It was also a thunderstorm night, the sky was sometimes as bright as day due to lightning, and then fell into darkness after a while, and the bean-heavy rain fell, as if to wash the world with blood.

Inside the black Bentley, the teenager had low brows and eyes, with a dull expression on his face.

"Hanghang, we didn't forget your birthday on purpose, it's because we've been too busy lately, otherwise we wouldn't have gone on a business trip the day before your birthday." The woman with exquisite eyebrows and eyes that couldn't see the traces of time had a sorry smile on her lips. .

The middle-aged man sitting in the co-pilot frowned: "He's not a three-year-old anymore, can't he celebrate his birthday by himself?"

"What are you talking about..." The woman lowered her face: "We haven't celebrated our son's birthday with us for several years? The child is so old, have you ever attended a parent-teacher meeting?"

The man tugged on his suit and tie, seeming a little annoyed, but somehow he held back his temper and didn't speak.

In his opinion, boys just want to be self-reliant, not girls, and don't young people nowadays prefer to celebrate their birthdays with their friends?It's not a big deal at all, it's just that his wife deliberately apologized, which made him wrong.

Seeing that the man stopped talking, the woman looked away, and her eyes fell on her son again.

"Hanghang, you don't blame your parents, do you? We are all for you."

For you and for you, he has heard such words countless times since he was a child, and he has already become numb.

"It doesn't matter." He said lightly.

It doesn't matter, my son always says it doesn't matter, but it doesn't matter, why do you have to send them to the airport in the middle of the night?The son is duplicity. He has been like this since he was a child. He looks calm on the surface, but he is actually a very enthusiastic child. Let her go.

The woman sighed and told the driver: "Old Xu, drive slowly, the road is slippery in rainy days."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong light came in head-on, and a large truck crashed through the railing and rushed towards them from another driveway like crazy.

Fan Yihang didn't even have time to react, the car was hit and flew.

squeak--

boom--

What do people think about when they are dying?
When the originally delicately made-up mother embraced him with blood on her head and protected her body, there was only one sentence in his mind: "I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry I lied to you.

It's not that it doesn't matter, it's that I care.

How much he wished that his parents would not be so busy and could have time to celebrate his birthday with him, even if it was only for one day.

"Son, you must...survive..."

The mother had already fallen into a coma, and the voice of the father who was almost out of breath came from the co-pilot.

Fan Yihang burst into tears: "Dad..."

"Live...alive. Dad...I'm sorry."

The blood from the forehead dripped into the eyes, Fan Yihang broke down and shouted: "Dad!!!"

——Boom.

It was as if thunder was ringing in my ears.

Fan Yihang, who "witnessed" all this, rushed into the car madly with red eyes, but his "body" went straight through the distorted car.

In the face of all this, he can do nothing, nothing.

He touched his cheek on his body, and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or rain on his face.

It's been a long, long time... he hasn't been completely trapped in this nightmare that seems to haunt him.

The road in front of him suddenly began to collapse, and before he could react, the car had already fallen into the collapsed abyss.

"No—" He rushed over, and the ground around his feet began to collapse. He had to retreat, but after a few steps, his footsteps stopped.

Instead of going through this powerless despair and endless regret and self-blame again, it is better to "collapse" with them...

Fan Yihang stopped in his tracks, watching the cracks in the ground spread towards his toes with his eyes.

He closed his eyes, there was no fear in his heart, more, it was a kind of spiritual relief.

Dad, Mom, here I come.

……

"Fan Yihang! Help!!!"

The familiar voice was accompanied by thunder, and it didn't sound so real, but he was absolutely sure that it was his "strange" tablemate Luo Weiwei.

Always so happy, Luo Weiwei is as hot as a little sun.

However, from the voice just now, he couldn't hear any happiness, she seemed... calling for help?
"Fan Yihang!!!" Luo Weiwei screamed desperately, her voice even passed through the dull thunder, but Fan Yihang remained motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.

The homeless man looked suspiciously in the direction of Luo Weiwei's yelling, and was startled when he saw the man squatting next to the cement pipe.

How could someone...

Luo Weiwei couldn't call Fan Yihang and had to save herself.

While the homeless man was turning his head to look at Fan Yihang who was squatting on the ground, she rushed forward a few steps, and swung a heavy fist——

"Crack", her wrist was clasped by the homeless man.

"I hit Lao Tzu once, do you want to have a second time?"

Luo Weiwei's mind went blank, only three words flashed: It's over.

Looking at Luo Weiwei's disheveled face, the homeless man snorted triumphantly: "This time, don't even think about it... ah!!"

Luo Weiwei only felt that the grasped wrist was loosened, and the homeless man let out an "ah" and fell down in response, splashing a large splash of water on the spot. Luo Weiwei couldn't dodge in time, and even his face was stained with mud.

But she didn't care about these things, she stared blankly at Fan Yihang who was squatting on the ground without moving a moment ago, but now could knock people unconscious with a hand knife.

Fan Yihang in front of her made her feel very strange, he was clearly looking at her, but his eyes were out of focus, as if he was just a walking dead.

"Fan Yihang?" Luo Weiwei called out hesitantly, wondering if this guy was stupid in the rain.

Fan Yihang didn't respond, but looked at her almost indifferently.

Luo Weiwei blinked in astonishment: "What's wrong with you?"

"Hang Hang! Hang Hang!!!"

Fan Zengming's shout sounded from outside the fence of the playground, and Luo Weiwei quickly waved back: "Grandpa Fan! We are here!!"

At the same time, the tramp who fainted on the ground moved: "You..."

Luo Weiwei was so frightened that she kicked it, and the homeless man who finally woke up passed out again.

Fan Zengming ran in with an umbrella and saw the person lying on the ground. His first reaction was that Fan Yihang had fought with that person. After all, he had seen the "war letter" before, but he forgot to read the signature.

"You, you..." Fan Zengming was trembling with anger, he raised his hand to greet Fan Yihang's face.

Luo Weiwei quickly stood in front of Fan Yihang: "Grandpa Fan! Don't blame him! It was this person who wanted...to hurt me, so he knocked him out."

Fan Zengming was stunned: "What?"

"Call the police." Luo Weiwei said rationally: "We have to call the police! This person is a bad person!"

She didn't want to make things big, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to spread the word, and she didn't want Qin Luyuan and Ruan Yujuan to know that she slipped out in the middle of the night, but let such people wander around, in case other girls are unlucky to meet Woolen cloth?

In short, this hidden danger cannot be left behind, and the police must be called!

(End of this chapter)