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Hyun Chen walked to Duan Qiong's car door, bent down and knocked on Duan Qiong's car window.

Duan Qiong tilted his head, leaning back in his chair, without moving.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he looked like he was sleeping soundly.

Hyun Chen used some force to knock on the car window again, but Duan Qiong still didn't move. She didn't even show any sign of waking up.

Hyun Chen was a little puzzled, wondering if Duan Qiong had drunk alcohol, which was why he slept so deeply.

It's so cold, and you're bound to catch a cold if you sleep in the car without covering yourself.

He subconsciously pulled Duan Qiong's car door handle, only to find that the door was not locked.

Hyunjin opened the car door.

He could vaguely smell a sweet and fishy smell.

At the same time, a bad premonition came to my mind.

"Duan Qiong!" Xuan Chen called Duan Qiong's name.

Seeing that she was still motionless, Hyunjin walked forward and held her face, wanting to check on her condition.

As a result, when his hand touched Duan Qiong's face, the temperature he felt was no different from the temperature in deep winter.

Hyunchen's heart seemed to be frozen for a moment, and it just shrank.

"Duan Qiong!" Hyun Chen shouted Duan Qiong's name. He leaned over and hugged Duan Qiong's upper body, trying to drag her out of the driving position to see what happened. But when he touched Duan Qiong's waist, shoulders and skirt, he felt a sticky and cool touch.

Hyunjin raised his hands, and with the help of moonlight, he saw that his hands were covered with dark red blood.

Only then did Hyun Chen realize that Duan Qiong had committed suicide by cutting her wrists in the car.

At this moment, Hyunchen’s brain exploded.

The sound of tinnitus came from far away and finally echoed in my ears.

Tears welled up uncontrollably from my eyes.

He squatted down and held the already cold Duan Qiong tightly in his arms.

Tears flowed down Hyun Chen's cheeks and onto Duan Qiong's face.

Hyun Chen's mind was in a mess, he didn't know why Duan Qiong committed suicide.

The last time I saw her, she was fine, she just had pneumonia.

What exactly happened?

Why hide away and avoid being seen?

Why did you make such an extreme choice?

Why didn't he come earlier?

After a moment of confusion, Hyunjin tremblingly took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed 120 emergency number.

"Don't die. Please don't die." Hyun Chen closed his eyes tightly and hugged Duan Qiong tightly in his arms, trying to warm Duan Qiong with his own warmth.

I want her not to cool down so quickly.

Duan Qiong put all his strength on Xuan Chen, causing him to fall to the ground.

Hyunjin finally couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

He had never felt such pain before, just like he had never cried so wildly before.

The last time I hugged her, she was still warm.

The lively smile was deeply imprinted in his eyes.

The red lips and sweet kiss were unforgettable to him.

But now, she was lying in his arms, cold as ice.

Her face was as blank as paper.

She would never respond to him again, nor would she reject him again.

On the mountainside, Le Xi asked Bai Zicheng, "Did you hear someone calling Duan Qiong's name?"

Le Xi stretched her neck and looked around like a rabbit.

Bai Zicheng leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest. "Although I really want to say that you are neurotic, I think I heard it too."

"Yeah, it sounds like Hyun Chen's voice." Le Xi patted Bai Zicheng's arm, "What are they doing, are they arguing? Hyun Chen is shouting Duan Qiong's name so loudly."

"It's your business." Bai Zicheng felt that Le Xi sometimes really liked to meddle in other people's business.

"Of course. If there's a fight, someone needs to mediate it." Le Xi said as she was about to get out of the car.

"Hey! Why are you interfering in other people's business?" Bai Zicheng grabbed Le Xi.

Just at this moment, the sound of an ambulance siren was heard in the distance.

The sound came from far away and actually passed by Bai Zicheng's car and went up the mountain.