Chu Mucheng took out his phone to call An Xiaoyu, but... her phone was turned off! He jumped out of the car, shouting An Xiaoyu's name loudly.
"An Xiaoyu... An Xiaoyu..."
In the valley, only his echo could be heard, but there was no response from An Xiaoyu.
Leaning against the car door, Chu Mucheng closed his eyes powerlessly.
While driving on the deadly curve, there was a moment when he truly thought that if it all ended there, it would be a kind of liberation.
If living couldn't bring her to him, then dying together would be a kind of fulfillment.
Not asking to be born on the same day, same month, same year, but wishing to die on the same day, same month, same year, probably describes that sentiment!
At that moment, the blood in his heart surged, and the air seemed filled with restless elements, urging him to act quickly.
But in the end, he sadly realized that he couldn't do it!
