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I knew that I might die, but I didn’t expect death to come so quickly.

We had just returned to China, and I hadn’t even had time to bring A-Zhen home.

A sports car rushed over from the opposite direction. It was dark, and it didn’t have its headlights on. By the time I noticed it, it was already too late, and I barely had time to turn the steering wheel.

The cars collided with an earth-shattering noise. The front of the car was instantly deformed and caught fire. The window glass shattered from the heat and impact, and fragments from the front of the car flew everywhere.

A-Zhen and I turned toward each other at the same time.

He rushed toward me and stretched out those beautiful hands to try to protect me, but didn’t notice the shattered glass spraying toward him.

“A-Zhen—”

Disregarding everything, I pushed him down hard. I was so anxious that I likely used too much force, and his head hit the car door.

I pressed against his body and intended to ask him if it hurt, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I saw blood spurt out of nowhere and splatter all over his face.

His eyes were bewildered, and he looked back at me with almost concrete fear, his eyes going bloodshot from the corners to the tips. He reached out to touch my neck and wept miserably: “Mingcheng! Mingcheng! No – help, help, help.”

I wanted to comfort him, but found that I couldn’t speak.

And in the next moment, I saw myself from his eyes.

A piece of glass as wide as the mouth of a bowl had penetrated into my neck. Blood gushed out whenever I spoke, and half of my body was already dyed red. The half of my face by the window had already been cut and turned into a hideous, bloody mess.

I instantly covered his eyes.

“Don’t look at me…..don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid……”

The deformed roof squeezed us together like the lid of a coffin.

He held my neck and cried heartbreakingly, beating on the roof that was pressing on us with his bloody hands, calling for help.

But how could a person shake a block of iron? Even though he smashed his hands against the roof of the car, it was impossible to make the roof budge, let alone save me, who was about to bleed dry.

His fingers must have been injured. I tried to stop him, but I had no strength left.

I died.

He also knew I was going to die.

When I was alive, I was pathologically obsessed with him. Even when I made a wish to that evil god, I wished that my soul would return to him. But when it was time to die, I suddenly looked away.

I could ask for nothing.

As long as he could live well.

At the beginning of his life, there was no me.

Perhaps Wei Zizhen might have been able to live well without Wen Mincheng.

I used the last of my strength to smile and press my lips to his…..

It’s okay, A-Zhen.

Live healthily and well.

Perhaps someone else will love you after I’m gone. If you want to, go ahead. I won’t blame you.

Thank you for loving me for so many years.

Goodbye, Wei Zizhen.

Don’t be sad about me, and don’t forget me.

I can’t bear to die, I can’t bear to leave you.

I love you.

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I didn’t know who I was or where I was.

It was like I had no body. I couldn’t touch, and I couldn’t feel. I seemed to be in a space composed of light, shadows, and fragmented colors. Sound and consciousness were far from me.

I didn’t know if the world was nothingness or if I was nothingness.

But I felt something in a certain direction. There was a voice in my heart telling me to go quickly in just that direction.

A-Zhen…..

A-Zhen?

I spoke aloud the name of someone I didn’t know, and with indescribable eagerness, I rushed toward the direction in my heart without hesitation.

“Mingcheng?”

“Why didn’t you go to work today?”

Suddenly, there was a man speaking to me.

Just at this moment, I had a body.

Air penetrated my mouth and nose and rushed into my lungs. I felt my torso, my limbs, the cool air touching my skin.

I heard the sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, and smelled the fragrance of flowers.

I also saw the person who had spoken to me.

He stood not far from me. His features were elegant, with a tranquil beauty, and he looked at me with a soft gaze. He called me “Mingcheng.”

I remembered.

I remembered.

My name was Mingcheng, and his was Wei Zhizhen.

He was the one I was looking for.

I liked him at first glance.

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