Ling Han was caught under the bus. The surrounding pedestrians screamed and scattered, and the bus buffered forward for a while before stopping.

Jiang Yichen was pushed hard by Ling Han, staggered a few steps back, and fell to the ground. When he came back to his senses, there was no trace of Ling Han, only the shrill sound of brakes and the screams of the pedestrians around him.

All kinds of voices filled Jiang Yichen's ears. He struggled to get up from the ground and began to look for Ling Han's trace, but he only thought she was running away.

"Ling Han, Ling Han!" Jiang Yichen called Ling Han's name as he pushed away the crowd. His steps were a little flustered, and he had a sense of foreboding.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Jiang Yichen finally saw Ling Han's face across most of the road—her body was curled up in a strange posture, her face was blurred with flesh and blood, and only her eyes were still wide open. Bright red blood kept flowing from her mouth and nostrils, staining her clothes red......

Some people screamed loudly, some said something to him in a language that Jiang Yichen didn't understand, and some covered the child's eyes.

Jiang Yichen just stood dumbfounded, as if his feet were filled with lead, and he couldn't move.

The driver of the bus didn't care to comfort the passengers on the bus, and hurriedly got out of the car to check on Ling Han's condition. With just one look, he clenched his head in pain, "No!"

Someone called the police.

A few brave people stepped forward to drag Ling Han out from under the car.

"Don't touch her!" Jiang Yichen came back to his senses, pushed those people away violently, and spread his arms in front of the car, "Get out!"

"Shesalreadydead......" said a blond man.

"No!shesnotdeadshesjtaslee" Jiang Yichen said word by word with red eyes, "Shesyldonttouchher!aay!lease!"

The people around looked at Jiang Yichen with pity, and after a while, they all shook their heads and walked away. Only the panicked bus driver remained, apologizing vigorously.

Jiang Yichen didn't look at him, let alone ignore his apology, squatted down, and looked at Ling Han with red eyes.

"Stop making a fuss! Get up...... It's okay to scold me, just beat me, you get up quickly! How cold is it on the ground......" He trembled his hands and wanted to touch Ling Han's face, "I still have a lot to say to you, and there are still a lot of scenery that I haven't seen with you." I know you're mad at me, can you get up and hit me? I'll never fight with you again. ”

Police cars and ambulances arrived at the scene one after the other, they just glanced at Ling Han lying on the ground, then turned around and walked to the bus, and began to calm the emotions of the passengers on the bus. None of them were injured, most were just frightened.

Jiang Yichen was furious, he pulled a policeman who walked over beside him, and pointed at Ling Han who was lying on the ground, "Save her!

The policeman couldn't understand Chinese, but

He seemed to understand what Jiang Yichen meant, first shook his head, and then said in a regretful tone, "Rry, sir!shesdead." ”

Jiang Yichen shook his head like crazy, crying almost pleadingly, "Help her! she's not dead, she's not going to die!"

……

Ling Han's memory stayed at the moment when she was hit by a car, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already floating in mid-air. This is all too familiar, with a screaming crowd underneath, fearful, worried, or even indifferent. And she only felt that her body was very light and light, as if it did not exist.

"Ah......" Ling Han stretched out a hand, almost transparent, and then looked down at the ground, he was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes widened, but those eyes were already dim, "I'm ...... Dead again?"

She seemed to be receptive to this premise because it wasn't the first time. She even leaned closer, looked at her dead self, and shook her head repeatedly.

"It's not beautiful at all, it's scary...... "Why is it a car accident? Can't you just change the way you die?"

Belch...... In addition to dying of old age naturally, Ling Han really couldn't think of any kind of beautiful way to die. It's beautiful to be alive, isn't it?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little pity for herself. Why do you always leave so suddenly? I didn't prepare at all, the last time it was, this time it's the same.

Last time, she died in a car accident, and she didn't have time to look at the New Year's Eve lights, her parents, Tong Tong, or Ling Xue marrying a wife. This time, nothing had changed, and she had even died on the streets of a foreign country, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, speaking words she couldn't understand, and it was desolate.

Ling Han floated closer again, and she saw Jiang Yichen, who was squatting in front of her corpse and silently looking at her. Is he crying? The look on his face, is it sadness?

I saw that Jiang Yichen's eyes were red, and he was muttering something in his mouth, but Ling Han still couldn't hear it clearly when he got closer. His nails had sunk too hard into the flesh, oozing a little blood.

Ling Han looked at that face quietly, at this moment, she could finally stare at him openly and unscrupulously, without worrying about being disgusted and disgusted by him. He looked like he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden, which made her feel a little strange.

Ling Han stretched out her hand and wanted to touch Jiang Yichen's face, but her hand passed through his body, unable to touch his face and unable to hold anything. Only then did she feel that she was really dead, a dead person. She wanted to take another look at Tong Tong, say "thank you" to her parents, hug Ling Xue, and tell her that she was very happy to have her sister by her side. She couldn't help but be a little worried, if her parents went to Jiang Yichen's hometown, would there be any trouble, and whether the resentment between the two families would get deeper and deeper. If the news of his death reaches China, will they be sad and difficult to accept......

There are many, many things she is worried about, and there are many things she is worried about, but she is too late - it is said that the soul is only a few minutes out of her body, and Ling Han feels that her body is getting more at the moment

The lighter she became, the more transparent she became, the more blurred her consciousness, and she gradually couldn't see the people and things around her, couldn't hear what they were saying, and couldn't feel the temperature around her - she was about to disappear from this world forever, this world that she loved and hated, this world that she spent two years still couldn't make Jiang Yichen fall in love with her.

No matter how many complaints she had before, when it came to the moment of leaving, she was a little reluctant. Compared with hate, her heart is more of love for the world, she loves her parents, Ling Xue, Tong Tong, and Jiang Yichen, who makes her miserable. Yes, she loved him, even if he didn't have her in his heart, even if their marriage was just a transaction, but she was still happy, at least, she could stay with him. Even if...... At the last moment of her life, she still loved him, and she still pushed him away and saved him without the slightest hesitation.

Again, she would have made the same choice!

Ling Han's body was almost transparent.

"Goodbye, Ginger. She leaned into Jiang Yichen's ear and whispered, "Mom and Dad handed it over to you, Tong Tong...... I'll leave it to you, too. You're going to have to live well!"

……

"Wake up, classmates!"

In a daze, Ling Han felt in a trance that someone was shaking her body.

Don't...... Am I still alive? Ling Han was shocked and immediately opened his eyes. In front of me was a familiar face.

"Ginger...... Jiang Yichen?!" Ling Han's eyes widened, and he smiled and reached out to pat Jiang Yichen's head, "I'm really still alive!

"...... you" Jiang Yichen hid to the side, frowning, "Know me?"

"Huh?" Ling Han's hand froze in mid-air. What did he say? Of course I know him!

"But, this classmate," Jiang Yichen opened again, "did you go to the wrong classroom? This is my seat." ”

"Classmates"? "Seats"?

Ling Han looked at Jiang Yichen in a daze, a little confused for a while.

"Hey, Ling Han!" At this time, a voice came from not far behind Ling Han, "Your class is next door! Did you run to the wrong classroom? Why did you go to sleep in our class? You went to be a thief last night?"

Then there was a burst of laughter.

Ling Han followed the voice and looked over, it was a boy named Chen Feng, and Ling Han was a junior high school classmate.

"Sleep silly, aren't you?" he said with a smile again, "look at your stupid face." ”

Ling Han looked around, this is a classroom, yes, the classmates in the classroom are all from the class next to her.

What's going on? I ...... Did I travel back?

She hesitated, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Yichen in the face.

"Smack!" the pain in the palm of his hand was real.

"You?!" Jiang Yichen was a little dazed by this sudden slap, and opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

The surrounding students gasped at the same time, and they all stared at Ling Han with wide eyes, and the classroom suddenly became silent.

"Ah~ It turned out that it wasn't a dream. Ling Han suddenly laughed, laughed, and cried again, "I really."

It's back. ”

The classmates around her didn't know why, and they all looked at her with strange eyes.

Ling Han laughed and cried for a while, then grabbed the classmate next to him and asked, "What day is it today? Is it 2003? What is the month and day?"

"Uh......" The boy looked at Ling Han in horror and replied hesitantly, "Today...... Today is ...... It was September 2, 2002. Open...... It's the first day of school. ”

"Ling Han, what's wrong with you?" Chen Feng seemed to have discovered something, he walked up to Ling Han and touched her head, "Are you stupid to sleep? Or are you sick? Why are you asking such a stupid question? Also, you walked into the classroom of our class for some reason, covered your head and slept, I called you for a long time and couldn't wake you up." Are you alright?"

Ling Han stood up and shook his head, "I'm fine." Only then did she realize that she was still carrying a schoolbag behind her.

She walked out of the classroom next door in a trance, but her thoughts drifted far away—she had come back, but something seemed to have changed. It's September 2, 2002, and she shouldn't know Jiang Yichen at that time. That's right! The first time I met Jiang Yichen was at the orientation meeting a few days later.

"This classmate!" Just as he was thinking, Jiang Yichen chased after him from behind and grabbed Ling Han's arm, "You ......"

Ling Han shook off Jiang Yichen's hand like an electric shock, and she looked back at him vigilantly, "...... Why are you going to hit me?" After all, I slapped him inexplicably just now, and according to Jiang Yichen's temper, I should hold a grudge.

I didn't want to, but Jiang Yichen lowered his head and smiled, and handed over something, "Your meal card has fallen on my table." ”

Ling Han looked at Jiang Yichen in surprise, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"You...... Did you just laugh?"

(End of chapter)

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