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[35] Hei Jiajing: I’m dead!?

Before dying, people probably have a revolving lantern.

Heing Jiajing felt that time was slowing down.

Looking at the car that was about to be turned into a pile of garbage in the car accident, calm and inexplicable recalled his life.

She is obviously a beautiful girl, but she was raised as a boy by her father, who is a gangster, since she was a child.

She is very good, good grades, teachers like her, girls like her, boys like her too.

But I don’t know since when, she started to get bored.

Why should she be raised as a boy?

Why can’t she wear makeup and wear beautiful short skirts?

In such a state of mind, the peaceful rebellious adolescence came.

She started wearing skirts.

She started putting on makeup.

She began to give up learning fighting and kendo.

Her relationship with her father became increasingly strained.

If it continues like this, she will probably eventually let her father down completely, and then be kicked out of the house, and her parents will have another trumpet to retrain.

A major illness changed all that.

Seeing with his own eyes his parents’ tired eyes full of bloodshot eyes in front of his hospital bed, the peaceful rebellious adolescence ended prematurely.

She began to try to return to her previous life, and regained her boyish character, and also discarded all makeup and short skirts.

Unfortunately, the seeds have already been planted.

Despite her efforts to get herself back on track, to no avail.

In the end, she gave up the qualification to inherit the family, came to this general Wu Gao alone, and became an ordinary teacher.

“Now that I think about it, I’m really a bastard. I left my father and mother who loved me and didn’t even have a chance to call them goodbye before dying. What a waste of life…

Sitting in his car, he smiled calmly and bitterly, left the steering wheel with both hands, and quietly waited for death to come.

But something weird happened.

As time passed, Heing Jiajing suddenly found that death did not come as she imagined.

“what happened?”

Hei Jiajing opened his eyes in confusion and looked around suspiciously.

Then his eyes widened suddenly, his eyes full of shock and wonder.

In her sight, her car was indeed crashing into the roadside.

But her speed at that time was obviously a high speed of more than 300 yards, but now her car’s speed seems to be not even 0.01 yards, as if it has been slowed down by tens of thousands of times!

…for flowers,

How is this going?

Time slows down?

Is this the illusion that time is slowing down before death?

Hei Jiajing’s pretty face was full of doubts, and she even forgot what she should do next.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from her side: “Hey! Why don’t you get out of here, you stupid woman? Or did you say you wanted to bury your car with you?

“This voice.

…”

Heijia Jingmei’s eyes widened, and she turned her head sharply to look.

A very handsome and familiar figure was sitting on the seat beside her, looking at her gently.

“Xia Yan!?”

He exclaimed calmly, his eyes full of disbelief and panic.

what’s the situation?

When did this guy get into her car?

Could it be that she is actually dead, and now it is just her own consciousness that is dreaming?

As an “ordinary” modern person, Heing Jiajing has never considered crazy issues such as superpowers.

So she has only one thought now.

“Did I make a mistake! I’m dead, but I still think about that Xia Yan?”