Heavy Soul

"I don't want to die." This was the last sentence Chen Changchun heard before he became unconscious. He fainted before he could think about the source of the sound. Chen Changchun fell on the severely deformed driver's seat, blood continued to flow from his forehead, and his tattered white shirt had already been stained red. At this time, the driver of the truck not far away opened the door tremblingly and stepped out. He looked sleepy at first and collapsed to the ground when he saw the car that he had hit on the side of the road, crying bitterly.