Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

Lin Qingxue felt dizzy and lightheaded.

My eyelids feel very heavy.

But some sounds came clearly into my ears.

It sounded like someone was asking about her situation.

"Doctor, we're friends with the patient. What's her condition right now?"

It was a girl, I think it was Zhang Xinyi?

"He is currently receiving an IV glucose solution. He has a minor bruise on his arm from the impact, but the cut on the side of his head requires further observation."

"Let's wait for the patient to wake up. She was most likely exhausted and frightened, and her physical condition was probably not good, so she fainted."

"Okay, doctor, thank you."

"Um."

...

After the doctor left, they continued chatting about something else.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and the ward door was closed.

All the noise disappeared.

Instead.

It was the metallic hum of vehicles colliding and rubbing against each other.

Lin Qingxue saw that she was sitting in the back seat of the car, the whole car was shaking, and a rumbling horn was coming from behind her.

Almost as if struck by a divine inspiration, she quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

The moment I stood blankly on the ground.

Boom!

A loud bang.

A surge of air came from behind.

A strong wind suddenly arose.

The recoil nearly pulled her into the impact.

But a splash of plastic from the car body hit her on the shoulder.

The dull impact knocked her outwards.

Once she regained her balance, she stood frozen in place, looking back.

A truck then rammed the car he had just been in, sending it flying over 100 meters away.

Car parts, radiating intense heat, were flying everywhere.

Amidst the rising dust.

I realized it too late.

Her heart was pounding.

A deep sense of lingering fear welled up in my heart.

Fortunately.

Luckily, I just got off the bus.

In the distant swirling dust.

Crowds continued to gather.

Medical staff carried stretchers to rescue those affected one by one.

She took a few steps back and looked at the convenience store across the street.

She saw the man's figure across the street from inside the car.

But when she looked over...

A figure had already walked straight across the road from the other side.

It's that person.

She opened her mouth, wanting to call out to him.

However, because his heart was beating too fast, he couldn't catch his breath and coughed repeatedly.

She saw the man staring intently at someone on a stretcher, but he didn't dare to approach.

Until medical staff took him to the outpatient clinic.

The man remained motionless.

She didn't walk over, but stopped where she was, bending down slightly to catch her breath.

Just the next second.

A commotion arose in the distance.

What followed was a dull thud.

She quickly looked up.

The man was standing next to the truck, his arm stained with a glaring red stain.

But the person seemed oblivious, continuing to bang on the car window again and again.

She tensed up instantly.

She hurried forward, stumbling slightly in her haste.

A hundred meters is still quite a distance.

She tried to shout, but because she hadn't recovered, she could only make some faint breaths.

Until crashing and shattering glass everywhere.

The man, his arm bleeding, brutally and roughly dragged the driver out of the car window and threw him to the ground.

She practically ran there, holding her breath.

Until I stood in front of that person, looking at his bloodshot eyes and his completely expressionless face.

Her heart was pounding even harder than it had been when she brushed past the truck.

Her lips parted.

Just as he was about to call out the person's name.

The scene suddenly changed.

She was in the car too.

The only difference is...

This time.

It felt like I was driving a car.

There wasn't much traffic in the lanes further away, and the four lanes were quite wide.

You can walk back from the other side; there are no obstacles in between.

A fine and some demerit points will suffice.

A thought instantly popped into her mind.

She seemed to be in a hurry.

Lin Qingxue saw herself holding the steering wheel.

He was using a different pedal than when he was learning to drive.

Her left foot was empty, which felt a little strange.

As I stepped down with my right foot, the vehicle surged forward.

The front of the car quickly drove into the lane.

We had only crossed two lanes.

Bang!

It seems like something bumped into my side.

The car looked like it had rolled twice on the ground.

Intense pain and dizziness struck.

Lin Qingxue could feel something being tightly held in her arms.

It's somewhat square.

It's like a book.

Another thought suddenly arose in her mind.

What kind of injuries will I suffer after a car accident?

Instead...

"If that person saw this, wouldn't they overthink it?"

"I knew I shouldn't have brought it out."

Her vision was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Warm liquid was flowing down my forehead.

A faint smell of rust permeated the air.

Suddenly.

Bang!Bang!

The car window next to me rattled and made a shattering sound.

Lin Qingxue opened her eyes with difficulty.

Amidst a bloody blur.

She saw a familiar face and that bloodstained arm.

The man's eyes looked different than usual.

No longer calm and indifferent.

The moment he met his own gaze, his eyes seemed to redden.

Lin Qingxue's eyelids felt heavy, and she slowly closed them.

I could only vaguely hear the car door being opened.

He was lifted out by a pair of large hands.

She subconsciously tightened her grip on the book in her arms.

Don't look...

She tried to speak, but no sound came out.

"Wake up!"

A familiar voice rang out.

Lin Qingxue felt her hands trembling as she touched her cheeks.

It had a slightly warm touch and an even stronger smell of blood.

"List..."

Her lips parted slightly, and she finally managed to utter a sound with difficulty.

But the remaining two words.

It was as if my throat was blocked; I couldn't shout out no matter what I did.

Consciousness gradually sank into a dim darkness.

Silence.

The beeping of the heart monitor filled my ears.

Bang!

Lin Qingxue suddenly sat up in the ward.

"Chan Kin-kei!"

She screamed, gasping for breath.

A blood-red hue was still reflected in his eyes.

His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

Looking at everything in the ward before me.

Lin Qingxue was stunned.

She slowly came to her senses.

My brain is still throbbing.

But she had no time to pay attention.

At this moment, all Lin Qingxue wanted to do was see that person.

She quickly glanced around.

The ward was brightly lit.

There was no one around.

Not here.

Lin Qingxue rummaged around the bedside table and found a cell phone.

She tapped the screen instinctively.

no response.

Her hand paused.

My head throbbed for a moment again.

At that moment, it felt like her brain was being torn apart from one side to the other.

Countless surging images emerge, collide, and converge!

Lin Qingxue covered her head with one hand and pressed the buttons on her phone again with the other.

I dialed the number I knew by heart.

Beep...beep...

The sound echoed in the quiet ward.

again and again.

Until the very last syllable.

The call was connected!

Lin Qingxue held the phone tightly to her ear.

There was no sound from the other end, only the faint sound of breathing.

His breathing was steady, as if nothing had happened.

This moment.

Lin Qingxue felt her throat tighten, and all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her chest, making her feel suffocated.

He couldn't utter a single word.

After a long while, she finally spoke in a hoarse, soft voice.

"Your hand..."

"Does it still hurt?"

......