He kept racing and kept racing, from the entrance of the hospital to the downtown area.
Keep going forward, and after exiting the bustling city with people and cars, you will find the deadly silent Hui District Avenue.
Because it was late at night, there were very few cars, and only dimly lit street lights stood lonely on the roadside.
Further ahead is the mountain road at the junction of the two cities. In the place where neither city cares about, the street lights disappear and everything is pitch black.
Just like his dead soul at the moment, the weak light belonging to Lin Qianqian was gradually becoming dim.
She was the only bright light he had in this dark world for twenty-six years.
Because of her, he wanted to start a family and have the warmth of a home.
What's ridiculous is that now even this remaining warmth is gone.
Even when he was chased and suppressed by Mr. Chai, when he was ostracized and ridiculed by others, and when he was scarred, he never became discouraged or... shed tears.
Crying is not something a man should have.
It shouldn't belong to him, Yan Mubei.
But why did he have the urge to cry?
It must be that the dead woman cried too sadly and infected him with her emotions, giving him the illusion that he wanted to cry.
Yan Mubei stared straight ahead, where there was only a circle of light illuminated by the car's headlights.
But it couldn't light up the depths of his soul, let alone awaken his grief.
Then his vision became a little blurry, as if it was melted by some liquid.
He raised his right hand numbly, touched the corner of his eye, and found some moisture.
When I put my hand down and looked at it, I saw two drops of something that looked like tears on it.
The man was a little stunned and couldn't believe what he touched and saw.
Just like that, he stared blankly at the crystal in his hand, slightly lost in thought.
He...cryed?
But why is he crying?
There was no way he could cry.
These are not his tears.
Toot toot.
There was the sound of a car horn, and at the same time a bright light flashed continuously.
This is the rapid exchange of the car's high headlights and low headlights, which is a hazard warning light.
Because he was too heartbroken, his movements and thinking became slow, and Yan Mubei raised his head blankly.
I saw a car hitting me head-on, very close in the blink of an eye.
He woke up and hurriedly stepped on the brakes, turning the steering wheel towards the side of the mountain.
The other party's car hit his body, and with a bang, he felt the door bulge in, and then the front of his car hit the foot of the mountain.
His body bumped forward involuntarily, and then bumped backward due to inertia. After a few bumps, his head fell on the deployed airbag.
Then his people lost consciousness and fell into endless darkness.
————★The dividing line of one-day addiction★————
Lin Qianqian finally had two peaceful days.
After Yan Mubei left that day, she cried so hard that she could not fall asleep until dawn.
Her pillow was soaked, and she slept with these tears.
She slept and slept until Yang Taotao came in with lunch for her and pulled her out of bed.
When I saw it, I was shocked: "Why does your face look so bad? And your eyes are swollen. Are you crying?"
Lin Qianqian didn't answer her words. She took two mouthfuls of rice and then fell down sickly.
Later, when Yang Taotao came again, he did not dare to annoy her and sat with her in a very loyal manner.
During this period, Jiang Siqiong brought Colin and Betty here several times, but they never had a conversation because she was depressed and unhappy.
Colin was very worried about his mother's condition and his face wrinkled.