After being dressed as cannon fodder, I tear up the script

The call time in the video resets to zero in a very fast reverse way.

Thinking that the phone was broken, he was about to stop to check, but when he raised his eyes, the car rushed into the entrance of the cave ahead.

There was a sharp wind blowing by his ears, and the novels and manuscripts left on the co-pilot were scattered in the car. Song Jingxi's consciousness was blurred for a short moment, but he felt that his consciousness was extremely clear.

The first half of his life was obviously only a short period of 20 years, but it seemed as long as a lifetime.

Fortunately, everything was resolved, and the things he was worried about finally disappeared.

"Xiao Xi?"

"Xiao Xi?"

When Song Jingxi opened his eyes, he suddenly saw many people standing around.

"Damn it!" He was so frightened that he sat up directly from the bed, leaning his back against the railing behind the bed, feeling the pain and cold, and then gradually woke up.

"Xiaoxi, it's great that you woke up!"