And the only photo of the little girl, although there are traces of burns from the explosion, but because she is small, she should have been subconsciously protected by the woman at the moment of the accident, so you can still see the desperate and frightened expression on her little face. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

So, it's really hard to accept to die in this way.

Nan Xian Ge sighed softly, and then took a pen and slowly wrote on the paper.

She read the information of the three of them for a long time, the man Ahern, a small businessman with a small capital, lived in Arlington, western Washington, and had a wife named Ashley, a highly educated intellectual woman, standing by profession as a counselor at a well-known university. The data shows that the relationship between the two husband and wife is good, at least their friends and parents think that they live a very happy life.

Amanda, on the other hand, has only her daughter megan, who died with her, and her dead family did not leave her anything of value, but she also lives in a wealthy area, and her profession is nothing more than a shopping guide in a clothing store.

looked thoughtfully at the woman's red-lipped and wild beautiful face on the information on the phone.

After a while, he chuckled and stretched his brows, burned the small pages of paper that had been filled with the possible ways of death, causes, and modus operandi, and flushed them down the toilet.

After Nan Xiange did these things, he called Yu to confirm the injury of the official seat and hung up, wrapped himself in the quilt after washing and bathing, closed his eyes but couldn't sleep.

Car accident, in fact, she also experienced it in her previous life.

Nan's driver drove her car, and she sat in the passenger seat, and they were preparing to catch An Ming's twenty-second birthday party that night.

Liu Su suddenly called her to stay at home and train for a long time, so because she was in a hurry, their car was fast, but there were not many pedestrians on the road, and she was thinking that she couldn't be late on such an important day, and she didn't care about speeding.

However, she was still late that day, the car was hit by a large truck that suddenly ran through the red light on the side, even if there was an airbag, the driver died on the spot, and she, but she didn't know whether it was because of God's mercy or really lucky to go against the sky, encountered a miracle, but the left arm was fractured, the root of the ear to the bottom of the face was cut by the glass, the left waist was also seriously pulled up, and the palms of both hands were cut by the broken glass.

But at that time, she was extremely lucky, and she was grateful to God, because she didn't die, she could still go, and she still had to go to An Ming's birthday party, she didn't want to be late, so An Ming would think that she didn't care about him.

It just so happened that the place where the car accident happened was not far from the hotel where An Ming held a party.

An Ming has a slight cleanliness habit, she is afraid that the blood will stain the gift and be disgusted by him, so she poured mineral water on her hands, washed the blood on it with cold water, and then used the sleeves of her clothes to wrap her hands tightly while the blood has not come out again, the time is too urgent, she is too anxious, so cruelly she didn't even clean up the glass shards embedded in her palms, so she gritted her teeth, cried in pain while wrapping her hands tightly with her clothes, and finally ignored the pain in her palms that did not stop like being embedded in life and bone marrow, and staggered step by step to the hotel that An Ming had settled。

Her face was covered with unwiped blood, not that she didn't wipe it, but she didn't dare to wipe it, the glass almost cut half of her face, the flesh and blood rolled up, and even the wind blew on her face and it hurt to the bone.

Along the way, everyone was surprised or exclaimed in disgust and yelled away from her, for fear of being hit by her covered in blood, and the dress on her body that had spent her whole half a year saving was even more tattered, fortunately she didn't like to wear high heels on weekdays, so she kept wearing flat soles, put high heels in the car and waited to get off the car and then put them on, otherwise I am afraid that she would not even be able to walk a step now.

Holding a beautifully packaged gift box, he rushed to the hotel in a mess with scars, but was stopped by the doorman.

"Miss, please show the invitation, otherwise you can't go in. The waiter stopped her, but because she was covered in blood, she didn't dare to get too close, but took out the walkie-talkie on her waist and told her about the situation here, and asked the other side to hurry up.

"Invitation?" "Obviously beautiful face, at this time covered with blood, so the movement of tilting his head in confusion is disgusting and terrifying.

Nanxian Song is really confused, Yiwu said clearly...... An Ming didn't contact her, so he asked Yiwu to contact him and tell himself that he must not be late for the birthday banquet here today, and just go in directly when he comes.

Ripple Mist...... I didn't mention that there was an invitation!

Then a large group of security guards surrounded her, it was already late, Nan Xiange was so anxious that she was about to cry, and her mobile phone was in the car again.

Just now, the moment she looked up, she saw a delicate and weak girl standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor.

Nanxian Ge waved at her excitedly regardless of her image, calling "Yiwu", wanting her to come down and pick her up.

But Nan Yiwu didn't seem to know that it was her at all, holding a glass of clear red wine, shaking it gently, looking down at the scene happening under her feet, as if enjoying a wonderful play, smiling maliciously, taking a sip of the wine in the glass from time to time, enjoying it to the extreme.

"Oh, what a stupid self!" Nan Xiange chuckled self-deprecatingly, reaching out his right hand to his face, his slender white fingers gently caressing his left cheek.

The cold fingertips gently swiped over it, and the face that was not his original face was aroused by the coldness of the fingertips.

It seems that the half of the face that the fingertips have crossed is the half of the face that was cut by glass in the previous life?

What a nostalgia!

Later, she went to the hotel anyway.

His face was still covered with blood, his waist was almost straight, and his hands were trembling with pain and he couldn't even hold the gift box.

An Ming was now in front of her, Nan Yiwu was standing beside him, the people he knew and she knew were standing behind An Ming and Nan Yiwu, and she, like an outlier isolated and isolated by the whole world, stood opposite them.

"Ah Ming, gift... Happy birthday to you......" After saying this, she fainted bloody as written in the novel.

Not for mercy, but for excessive blood loss.

There was no one to hold her firmly in her arms from behind, but hundreds of people on the field, allowing her to fall backwards and fall to the floor, bleeding from the back of her head, and suffering a moderate concussion.

So she didn't have time to see Nan Yiwu hiding in An Ming's arms in fright and trembling for a moment, nor did she see An Ming's disgusted expression when she looked at her who was covered in blood and embarrassment on the ground, and she was already distressed when she was in the arms of a beauty.

She woke up again in the hospital.

Or she should have been in the hospital at the beginning, but because she wanted to give a gift that was not late, she walked for more than half an hour, delaying the best rescue time, and then causing more serious injuries and almost not being rescued.

The first person I saw when I opened my eyes was the nurse on the ward rounds, and the second person was Ancher.

"Wake up? Putting the warm porridge in his hand aside, then putting the table equipped under the hospital bed on the bed, putting the porridge on it, only to look at Nan Xiange, who was half wrapped in his face, said coldly.

"Why are you?" Nan Xiange opened his eyes to see him, and then opened his mouth with difficulty, and every word he said would pull the wound on his face, causing unbearable pain.

"Heh, what, do you still think it's An Ming? Ancher gave her a cold look and sneered.

"......" Nanxian Ge wanted to retort something, but the injury on her face made her dare not open her mouth, so she had to purse her lips tightly and look at Anche stubbornly.

Seeing her pitiful appearance with a pale little face, Ancher ignored the distress in her heart for a moment, and sneered again.

In the end, he went to the side of the bed and helped her up, because her hands were bandaged, so he took the spoon and prepared to feed her in one mouthful.

Nan Xiange looked at the porridge brought to his mouth, frowned and turned his head sideways, and whispered under Ancher's suddenly gloomy gaze, "Straw." ”

After being used as a pawn by him before, Nanxian Ge's attitude towards Anche has long since lost the initial fear, but is alienated, indifferent and cold.

So speaking at this time, it is completely natural, no girl can accept that her lover's brother will use herself as a pawn to send herself to someone else's bed, and humiliate and insult her with all kinds of embarrassing words with others.

Ordinary as a song of the southern strings, will not accept it.

Looking at her impatiently, Ancher put the porridge down and went downstairs to buy a whole pack of straws.

"......" Nanxian Ge looked at Ancher's eyes at the time, and in an Internet phrase, it was probably the kind of eyes that "care for mentally handicapped children".

During the hospitalization, the only people I saw every day were the nurse and Ancher.

Nan Yan, Liu Su, Nan Xianyi, Nan Yiwu, An Ming...... Not even one came to see her.

At first, she could still deceive herself and comfort herself because they were too busy to take a break, and then she was hospitalized for half a month, and she only saw Anche who came to bring her porridge every day, and she accepted the unacceptable truth with bitterness.

"It's so indifferent for me to appreciate it!" Nan Xiange gently covered his hands over his eyes, feeling the faint itch of the eyelash brush in the palm of his hand when his eyes fluttered, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a perfect arc in the dark.

No matter what kind of self you were in your previous life, you were high or ignorant, ignorant or arrogant.

She has never denied the self that once existed, and it is precisely because of that period of ignorance, tragic deception and humiliation that she is ruthless and ruthless now.

Car accident...... In fact, when she appeared in the hotel, Nan Yiwu hated it! Why didn't she easily run over herself in the car accident she spent money on, let herself disappear forever on that road, and let herself disappear from Nan's home, from An's home, and from this world.

And the gift that I gave with my life...... Nan Yiwu said to An Ming that it took her three months to prepare carefully, saying that the carvings on the crystal were carved by her one stroke at a time, and that her hands had been raised for more than a month for that gift, but they disappeared in the end, and it turned out to be in her own place......

It's wonderful!