"Jiang Wan, you should have died long ago."
Lin Shixue smiled and pulled out the oxygen tube, turned around and threw herself into Shen Anlin's arms.
The ventilator alarm sounded, and Jiang Wan saw her soul floating to the ceiling while suffocating——
I saw my mother being dragged into the lunatic asylum, and I saw my father jump from the 24th floor.
Open your eyes again,
It was a makeup mirror from an engagement party three years ago.
She touched her intact lungs and smiled brighter than the blood she coughed up in her previous life:
"Everyone, I'm back -
This time, it's your turn to go to hell. "
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
