"It's okay, it's okay, just wipe it clean and it will be fine."

Song Yanshu held her on his lap like he was coaxing a child, resting his chin on her shoulder, and carefully and patiently wiped every stain of blood.

Qing Wan raised her eyes to look at him, her gaze was silent and gloomy, and a little strangely indifferent.

"what happened?"

Song Yanshu met her gaze, the tenderness in his eyes was as warm as spring water.

It seems that he is always sincere and open-minded towards Qing Wan, and his love is overwhelming.

"You know everything Song Ya did to me before, right?" Qing Wan suddenly asked Song Yanshu.

The latter's expression froze slightly, and his eyes became panicked for a moment.

“I just know a little bit.”

He admitted quietly, but quickly argued anxiously: "Because Song Ya has been lying to me, I helped her cover up those things."

At the beginning, Dong Xi was bullied by Song Ya in every possible way, and was even forced to want to commit suicide.

He went to Jiang Mosui for help, but in the end he was blamed for being jealous and slandering Song Ya.

Later, Dong Xi, who was desperate, went through great pains to collect all the evidence that Song Ya bullied her and called the police directly.

But the next day after she handed all the evidence to the police, she was informed that her evidence was lost and the case could not be filed.

Song Ya looked at her as if she were a clown, and then spread the matter widely, making Dong Xi have no place to stand in the school and almost everyone disliked her.

Dong Xi always thought that it was Song Ya who did it.

But Qing Wan learned through 001 that all the things that Dong Xi had collected after enduring countless hardships and despair were crushed and thrown into the trash can just because Song Yanshu said "get rid of it" lightly.

He is just like his sister, mean and despicable. He is good at pretending to be elegant and calm while wearing a human skin. But in fact, he is arrogant, selfish and paranoid.

In Song Yanshu's eyes, except for him, everyone else in this world is a bunch of dirty and lowly bugs.

So whether it was dealing with Dong Xi or getting rid of his sister who was of no use to him, he could do it without hesitation and without any guilt.

But the mistakes made in the past will be polished into a poisonous arrow in the torrent of time, and one day when the sun is shining, it will hit you right between the eyebrows.

For example, at this moment, under Qing Wan's calm gaze, Song Yanshu felt cold in his hands and feet and felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"I, I'm sorry, I didn't know at the time..."

"Apologizing doesn't help."

Qing Wan lowered her eyes to interrupt him, pulled her hand out of his palm, and spoke in a calm tone that was frighteningly cold.

"Besides, I don't need your apology."

What I want is your pain and despair, just like what you gave to Dong Xi.

【The vehicle status has been modified. 】

【Pain shielding successful.】

001 The indifferent voice had just fallen when the driver in front suddenly let out a low scream.

"The brakes don't work!!"

In order to get Qingwan to the hospital as soon as possible, the car was driving very fast.

Now the speed was rising strangely again, and the brakes couldn't be stepped on, so the driver panicked instantly.

The steering wheel slipped and the car went straight onto the bridge pier.

Song Yanshu's face turned pale and he suddenly pressed Qing Wan under him.

With a loud "bang", the front of the car was completely destroyed. The scattered glass pierced into Song Yanshu's body like arrows, and Qing Wan was not spared either.

Because of the excessive impact, Song Yanshu's right knee hit the wreckage of the car's front end, and his leg bone was broken.

Sharp bone spurs pierced through the flesh, leaving the white bones exposed.

Song Yanshu broke out in a sweat from the pain and almost went into shock on the spot.

His face was as white as paper, his whole body was shaking, and his breathing was as rapid and broken as a broken bellows.

He struggled to open his eyelashes which were wet with sweat, and saw Qing Wan in his arms, who was covered in blood and even had a weak breath.

"Do not……"

Song Yanshu's tears suddenly fell. He hugged the person tightly and tried to struggle out.

But I can't do it.

The rubble squeezed around them was tangled and pressed upon each other, and the driver's life or death was unknown. He was also seriously injured and could hardly move or exert any force.

It can't be done!

How to do? !

What should he do? !

Song Yanshu checked Qing Wan's breathing again and again, and when he noticed that her body temperature was dropping, he became extremely desperate.

"Xixi, don't sleep, don't sleep, please, don't fall asleep."

He cried and begged continuously, and for the first time he felt so clearly what it meant to be powerless.

In the past, he played with people's hearts with ease and wantonly destroyed anyone who stood in his way.

He found it very interesting to see those whom he considered to be ants suffering and losing all their dignity.

Now that despair fell on him like a mountain, he finally tasted the taste of it.

It really makes people heartbroken and miserable.

Song Yanshu tried in vain to cover Qing Wan's wound. He was already at the end of his strength, but he didn't dare to close his eyes.

Come alone.

Please, save her.

Someone come and save her!

Perhaps his prayers were really heard by the gods, and a sound was finally heard outside the car.

Someone was desperately pulling at the deformed car door.

Just a second before Song Yanshu completely lost consciousness, the car door was finally pulled open.

He couldn't see the person coming, nor could he hear the voice, but he saw the man stagger and almost kneel in front of the rubble.

-

When Qing Wan woke up again, a week had passed.

Her sense of pain was blocked early on, so this long period of time was just like a nap for her.

But it was completely different for Jiang Si.

He had lost a lot of weight, and there was no light in his bloodshot eyes. He looked as lifeless as a corpse.

After seeing Qing Wan wake up, he didn't show much emotion. He just pulled the corners of his pale lips and kissed the back of her hand with red eyes.

Later she found out that the moment she was sent to the hospital and notified of her critical illness, Jiang Si had already prepared a grave for both of them.

He even carried a small and exquisite pistol with him, as if he would commit suicide without hesitation if anything happened to her.

Qing Wan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow after hearing this, and asked curiously: "What if I can survive, but you commit suicide?"

At that time, Jiang Si was hugging Qing Wan from behind, half lying on the lazy sofa in the sun.

It was a bright spring day with bright sunshine. He buried his head in the side of her neck and kissed her gently. He smiled lazily when he heard her words, and his hand that was inside her clothes slowly moved upwards, finally touching her heart.

"Baby, we're going to die together."

“There won’t be any surprises.”

Qing Wan was not surprised by his madness, nor was she surprised by his almost pathological control and anxiety over her afterwards.

In the past, they could barely spend half a day apart, but now, as soon as she disappeared from his sight, he would start to become anxious.

He may even suffer a hysterical breakdown and fall into delusions, replaying the scene of the car accident he witnessed over and over again.

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