Chapter 1103

Shen Chuhua slowly approached the car.

Looking beyond the broken window into the car, I saw a person lying down in the back seat of the car.

There was blood in the back seat of the car.

Shen Chuhua took a tight breath.

She had seen too many corpses and was no longer afraid, but this time was different.

Shen Chuhua walked even tighter.

She held on to the car door and nearly fell.

Zhan Beichen supported her behind her.

Shen Chuhua saw that Zhang Mengqian was wearing a moon-white cheongsam, her long hair was rolled up, and she was calmly closing her eyes.

It seemed to be asleep, and looking down, there was blood all over the moon-white cheongsam.

Shen Chuhua felt his blood congeal and trembled all over.

At this moment, she didn't even know if she should cry with her dream in her arms.

Her hand grabbed Zhang Mengqian's blood-stained hand.

The blood is sticky and slippery, so cold.

When Zhan Beichen saw Shen Chuhua's appearance, he felt very distressed, so he hugged her from behind, "Chuhua, tell me..."

Shen Chuhua was stunned for a long time, she found that Zhan Beichen's warm chest was burning her a little at this moment, she didn't want to be surrounded by warmth, she just wanted to be cold.

Because dreams are cold, yes, she is in a dream.

"I'm so scared, I don't want to dream, it's really scary!" Shen Chuhua let go of Zhang Mengqian's cold and slippery hand, turned around, looked around in a panic, and said, "Why would I have such a dream? ? Why? I don't want it!"

Zhan Beichen stood behind Shen Chuhua, his eyes were filled with deep distress, but there was no sadness.

Shen Chuhua knocked hard on the car door, and the door was broken, and Shen Chuhua's palm was bleeding from the broken part.

It hurts!

It hurts, it doesn't hurt to be injured in a dream, why is she in so much pain at this moment?She doesn't want it!

Shen Chuhua staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.

Zhan Beichen took her hand in distress, his hand also trembled a little because he felt sorry for Shen Chuhua.

He had never seen Shen Chu's paintings like this.

"Zhan Beichen, why don't you speak? Tell me, this is a dream, right?"

In the next second, Zhan Beichen hugged her forcefully, "Chu Hua, I'm sorry, Chu Hua!"

Zhan Beichen's words seemed to instantly bring Shen Chuhua back to reality.

Zhang Mengqian died.

She died on the way Zhan Beichen picked her up and returned to Zhan's house.

She was sitting on Zhan Beichen's conspicuous Steppunk, and then she was mistaken by Zhan Beichen's enemies for Zhan Beichen or her Shen Chuhua, so Mengqian died because of her and Zhan Beichen.

It would be great if she woke up earlier, if she woke up earlier and she went to pick up Mengqian, Mengqian might not die.

"No, this is a dream. Meng Qian won't just die like this, it's impossible!"

Zhan Beichen took a deep breath, and pressed Shen Chuhua's head into his arms, "Chuhua, my first painting, don't do this, people can't be resurrected after death, it's all accidents, it's my fault, it's all I made it!"

Shen Chuhua was stunned for a long time, then suddenly pushed Zhan Beichen away and rushed to Zhang Mengqian's side, hugging her in her arms, she cried until her heart broke.

Almost all the sadness in my heart collapsed at this moment.

Her best friend, the one who would risk her life, had died in her man's car.

In other words, Meng Qian died for her and Zhan Beichen.

"Meng Qian, wake up, don't leave me, okay?" Shen Chuhua cried hoarsely, "Wake up, wake up, okay?"

Zhan Beichen stepped forward to help Shen Chuhua.

(End of this chapter)

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