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Lu Bozhou could neither hear her voice nor see her presence.

No matter how noisy it was outside, Lu Bozhou ignored it and simply sat quietly beside the coffin.

It seems that if we do this, Jiang Mian will still be here.

Finally, the door to the memorial hall was opened by funeral home staff.

Lu Bozhou was a beat slow in his movements, but he slowly stood up and walked towards the door.

A woman in a black dress quickly walked up a few steps, almost jumped up on the spot, and slapped Lu Bozhou hard across the face.

Snapped--!

A crisp sound rang out, particularly jarring and clear in the empty memorial hall!

But that didn't seem to be enough, and Gong Yan slapped him again!

"Are you fucking crazy?" Gong Yan's voice was hoarse, each syllable sounding as if it would pierce her throat and draw blood.

My eyes are red and swollen, and the whites of my eyes are almost completely covered by blood vessels, so you can't see the whites at all!

"You won't let us in? What do you want?" Gong Yan's voice was rough and cold. "You haven't hurt us enough?!"

Lu Bozhou raised his lifeless eyes and stared intently at Gong Yan.

Gong Yan's every syllable seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, as if she wanted to bite the man in front of her to death.

Forget about considering Lu Bozhou's feelings when she spoke; if words could kill Lu Bozhou, Gong Yan would want to kill him with her own words.

"If it weren't for you, Mianmian wouldn't have died! You killed her! You! And your family! You killed Mianmian! Oh, so you feel sad now?"

Gong Yan sneered, "Who are you trying to fool with this sentimental act? Except for Jiang Mian! Who in this world do you think wants to see your sentimental persona?"

Gong Yan hated him to the core, and every word she uttered was as if she wanted to stab him in the heart with a knife.

Without the slightest hesitation, she asked the most venomous question, "Since you were so devoted and now you regret it so much, why don't you just die? Lu Bozhou, Mianmian loves you so much. Since you regret it and are so devoted to her, why don't you die with her?"

Lu Bozhou remained silent, staring intently at Gong Yan, his eyes devoid of any light.

"Get out of the way!" Gong Yan pushed Lu Bozhou aside and walked inside.

Even this woman, who was so formidable when facing Lu Bozhou, only took a dozen or so steps inside before her gaze fell upon the person lying peacefully in the crystal coffin.

Gong Yan could no longer maintain her balance.

He almost collapsed in front of the coffin.

Gong Yan knelt on the ground, her hands supporting her head, and couldn't help but pound the ground, complaining about the injustice of heaven.

Unable to utter a single word, only a mournful sob that sounded like crying blood could be heard.

The screen switches again.

Jiang Mian didn't even know where she was at first. She only saw the torrential rain pouring down on the car window. She quickly realized that she was in a car.

The roar of the engine, and the extremely poor visibility outside the window due to the heavy rain.

The speedometer showed no sign of slowing down. And...

The man in the driver's seat had a completely expressionless, lifeless face.

A sharp bend in the mountain road is just ahead.

Jiang Mian was startled and immediately realized what scene this was and when it happened.

Suddenly, something I had heard Song Xu say flashed through my mind.

"One rainy night, his car crashed into the mountainside along the mountain road. He was lucky to escape with his life because of his good car."

"Upon reviewing the situation, it turned out that he skidded on a sharp turn in the rain, causing the car to briefly lose control. However, given the level of luxury his car was, he could have quickly regained control if he had wanted to."

"But he didn't; he gave up. That's why the car crashed directly into the mountainside. Luckily, the skidding was towards the mountainside; if it had gone towards the guardrail, and crashed through it, it would have been all over."

Suddenly, the screeching sound of tires skidding filled the air! The car abruptly went out of control and swung towards the mountainside!

Jiang Mian's pupils suddenly contracted, but the man in the driver's seat did not show the slightest sign of tension or attempt to salvage the situation.

His facial expression remained unchanged.

Even though Jiang Mian already knew about this from Song Xu, hearing about it and seeing it firsthand are two completely different kinds of impact!

Even though she knew this was just a memory and not the scene that was happening right now, Jiang Mian still couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart.

I even couldn't help but want to reach out and make him do something to avoid it!

"Lu Bozhou!" Jiang Mian shouted in a low voice, reaching out to try and control the steering wheel.

The car veered towards the mountainside! In that brief moment, in Jiang Mian's peripheral vision...

Lu Bozhou's hands had already left the steering wheel, and Jiang Mian finally saw a glimmer of light in those eyes that had long since lost their luster.

He was truly not afraid of death at all.

"Ah—!" Jiang Mian struggled violently and woke up, the water shaking violently.

That's when I realized I was still in the hotel bathtub, having fallen asleep without even realizing it, and that's when I saw those images.

It was so real, so real that... Jiang Mian didn't even think it was a random dream.

Perhaps it is a fact that I have witnessed with my own eyes.

If she were still the Jiang Mian of the past, she would probably find this very unrealistic, but she is now Jiang Mian.

She had even experienced something like being resurrected through another's body, so it didn't seem impossible that her own soul, like a ghost, had witnessed those scenes.

Jiang Mian got out of the water, which had almost cooled down, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and stood shivering by the window.

The hotel is located right next to the hospital, very close. The room's window offers a direct view of the hospital's main entrance.

The room was dark, with only the dim light of the floor lamp. Jiang Mian looked at the bright red cross on the hospital building in the dim light.

What flashed through his mind like razor blades were the luxury car that had lost control and crashed into the mountainside on the mountain road, and Lu Bozhou's expressionless face, indifferent to life and death.

His eyes held a relieved and serene light.

For some reason, Jiang Mian suddenly felt a strange, inexplicable feeling, like unease.

The water in the tub, which had almost cooled down, gradually began to show its power. Jiang Mian trembled slightly, her face turned pale, and her lips even turned a little bluish.

Jiang Mian felt cold, but she wasn't sure if it was because of the tub of ice-cold water or because of the immense unease in her heart.

After thinking it over, she changed her clothes, her hair still dripping wet.

He hurriedly left the hotel and rushed to the hospital.

The sky outside was shrouded in twilight, as if it were about to rain, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.

Jiang Mian's heart sank deeper and deeper; she didn't know why she felt so uneasy.

But when she rushed into the hospital gate wrapped in her coat and with slightly damp hair, she saw police cars driving in with their lights on.

Jiang Mian's legs felt weak.

An ominous premonition seems to never be wrong.