When the car finally reached that section, my mind became more and more nervous, my eyes searching out the window, trying to find the figure, but also afraid to actually see the scene I saw in the news pictures.

Qi Ran and Xiao Pan didn't talk anymore, probably everyone's mood became solemn here, just now along the way, Qi Ran had already told Xiao Pan that Qi Ran had a car accident and that the BOSS had arrived in advance.

"Eh, here, over there!"

After Qi Ran shouted, I also saw the figure almost at first sight, the figure of the boss, he was sitting alone on the side of the road, his head buried in his knees, there were vehicles speeding by him from time to time, he was still sitting motionless, he was like everything around him didn't exist anymore, he seemed so lonely.

My heart tightened, and a strong uneasiness surged in my heart, what was wrong with him?

The car stopped a short distance from the boss, and as soon as it stopped, I opened the door and ran towards him.

I ran to his side, squatted down beside him, I wanted to hug him, but before my hand touched him I stopped, I suddenly hesitated and timid, and when I saw that he was still not moving at all in front of my eyes, I suddenly felt scared.

"Boss!"

I shouted softly, tentatively.

He finally slowly raised his head, and I saw the sadness on his face.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief first, although I knew that he was just a soul without a body now, and he couldn't do anything before the forty-nine day deadline came, but I still couldn't help but worry just now, for fear that what was in front of me was just a phantom, and it would shatter when I touched it.

He's fine, I said to myself in my heart.

He suddenly grabbed me and buried his head in my shoulder.

"It's here, it's here. ”

His voice was choked, so heavy and sad, coming from my shoulder.

My heart was just as heavy, my head weighed a thousand pounds, but I still forced myself to turn my head and look at the road.

It was obvious that a large patch of water had been washed by water, and the water on the road that had not yet had time to evaporate, was reflecting patches of sparkling light under the sun's illumination.

Cars drove over the wet ground, leaving behind many wheel prints, and some of the people in those cars would look at me curiously, while others would look at me with blank expressions, and they probably wouldn't know what a terrible thing had happened on the road they were driving on not long ago.

I have to admire the efficiency of the accident handlers, the scene on the picture that I was afraid to see is now treated as if nothing had happened here, except for a place of water that was about to disappear, leaving no trace.

ONLY, WHERE DID TRACY GO? WHAT WOULD SHE DO? I LOOKED AT THE WATER ON THE GROUND, AND FOR A MOMENT I WAS IN A TRANCE, NOT DARING TO THINK FURTHER, BECAUSE THE ANSWER WAS COLD AND CRUEL, BUT ALSO HELPLESS.

Is this also the case with the accident that happened in this place twenty-one years ago?

Yes, I know I guessed correctly, and I felt that way when I saw that news image, when I thought about the way the boss disappeared when he saw the picture, and when I remembered the scene he told me.

THIS PLACE, THE PLACE WHERE TRACY HAD AN ACCIDENT, AND THE WAY SHE HAD AN ACCIDENT, TURNED OUT TO BE STRIKINGLY SIMILAR TO THE PLACE AND MANNER WHERE THE BOSS'S MOTHER, ZHANG YIRU, HAD AN ACCIDENT TWENTY-ONE YEARS AGO.