Chapter 128 Such a death... is also good
watching everyone doing pole dancing and wall kissing as punishments for the previous rounds. This time, she wouldn't escape, thinking about the previous tragedies that happened to others. She chose...Towards the distant horizon, Yanan gazed upon the city's dazzling spectacle of lights and colors. Its vibrant allure captivated countless individuals, yet it filled her with a sense of boredom and revulsion.
She pinched her sore calf muscles, walked to the edge of the pool, scooped out the trash inside, put it in a garbage bag, then drained the water from the pool. Dragging her tired body and fighting off the heavy drowsiness, she began cleaning the pool.
It was cool in the evening, and she was wearing only her uniform as she swept the floor. Feeling a bit chilly, she leaned against the mop and clasped her hands together, blowing warm air into them.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of high heels clicking against the pavement grew louder as they approached, jarring in the stillness of the rooftop.
As A-Wan turned around, she saw a woman closing the rooftop door. The light at the rooftop door was dim, making it impossible to see the woman's features clearly, only her general shape.
She frowned and shouted at the woman, "Don't lock the door, I've finished cleaning and locked it."
The woman just glanced at her and ignored her, continuing to lock the door.
It was only then that Yanan realized something was wrong. She dropped the rag in her hand and strode towards the woman, "What are you doing"
Seeing her run over, the woman moved faster, quickly locking the door and running away.
向晚 frowned and ran to the door, pushing it hard, but it wouldn't budge. "Is anyone there Can anyone hear me"
"Is anyone out there"
"Is anyone out there!"
Towards Evening sang her lungs out for what seemed like an eternity, but there was no response from outside. It made sense though, it was past work hours. Besides her and that woman from before, who would be on the rooftop at this time
To make matters worse, her phone was dead, and she stayed in the dorm, not bringing it out at all.
A gust of wind blew, a little cold, and Yanzhi sneezed. She pulled her clothes tighter. The pool wasn't finished being cleaned yet, but she didn't feel like cleaning anymore.
Her body was as exhausted as a car that had run out of gas, with not a shred of energy left. She pulled up a chair and sat down.
The wind grew stronger and faster with each gust, and distant thunder rumbled in the air, as if a storm was brewing.
*
Time pointed to 1:30 am, He Hanchuan lay in bed but had no sleepiness at all.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, replaying in his mind what Zhong Yuxuan and his mother had said since last night.
"If you still can't let go of A-wei, consider things carefully in the future. Keep offending people like this, and sooner or later you'll regret it!"
"Hanchuan, I don't know what happened between you and Wanwan, but throwing her out like that, naked and exposed, she has lost all dignity. Don't you fear regretting this in the future"
Why do Yu Xuan and his mother both say he will regret it
In their eyes, does he like Wanye
But he didn't feel like he liked A-Wa. To him, she was just a pursuer who always followed him around.
He would get angry and furious because of her betrayal, not that he particularly liked her, but he hated being manipulated, just like he hated his mother being manipulated by his father.
Then why would he have no feeling for other women, yet when he saw her inadvertently revealing a hint of allure, he craved her madly... He sat up, his agitation and confusion leaving him in a cold sweat.
He took off his pajamas, revealing a lean waist and broad, powerful back, and went into the bathroom.
He Hanchuan took a shower, but he still couldn't sleep. Instead, because of the idea he just had, his mind was racing.
He frowned as he entered the study, pulled out a file, but after flipping through a page for a long time, he didn't read a single word, his mind was full of things related to Xiang Wan.
He Jianchuan irritably threw the file onto the desk and picked up his phone to dial a number he had called countless times in the past two years.
Woken up late at night, the person on the other end was very agitated, "Who is it Who's calling me this late, are you full"
"Me." He Hanchuan interrupted him coolly.
The man on the phone was stunned for a moment, as if he had just woken up, “So it’s Mr. He.”
"Hmm." He Hanchuan's eyes were deep, his fingers lightly tapping the table, "Is there any new lead on that car accident"
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Boom!
The heavy thunder rolled in from the south to the north, silver lightning tore through the sky, and large raindrops hammered down, the autumn rain came on suddenly and fiercely.
There was no shelter from the rain on the rooftop, so Hoshizora could only crouch down and hide under a table.
At first, it was fine; only the rain had soaked her shoes. But soon the wind picked up, whipping the rain towards Moona who sat underneath the table.
Rainwater stung my face, and after my clothes were soaked through, a gust of wind sent shivers down my spine.
A-wei was shivering from the cold, she sneezed several times in a row. She looked at the endless curtain of rain and put on a black trash bag, rushed out to pull over a table, laid it down, and blocked the wind from one side.
This was just a bit too much, but the rain kept falling on me.
A-Wei's hair and clothes were completely soaked through, rainwater trickling down her cheeks and soaking into her garments. In the autumn wind, she hugged her knees with both hands, her teeth chattering uncontrollably, her face abnormally pale.
Her legs had been broken by He Hanchuan before. This time, after being splashed with cold water and blown by the wind, it ached faintly. But she was almost used to such pain, gritting her teeth and enduring it with difficulty.
After about half an hour, the rain eased up but didn't stop.
Yua's face drained from pale to ashen, her lips turning a purplish hue at some point. Large patches of cold sweat and rainwater mixed together trickled down her forehead.
My chest felt like a sponge soaked in water, heavy and suffocating. Every breath was an agonizing effort.
"Cough... cough..." Xiang Wan covered her mouth and coughed twice, hacking up a lot of phlegm into her palm. She reached out to rinse her hands with rainwater, but before she could clean them, she started coughing again, covering her mouth.
Uncomfortable.
It's really painful.
Her heart pounded wildly, and she gasped for breath, desperately trying to take in oxygen, like a fish baking in the sun.
"Cough...cough cough cough cough!" Xiangwan tried her best to suppress the cough, but all her efforts were in vain. She coughed even more violently than before, and the phlegm that came out of her throat stuck to her palm.
She opened her palm and saw pink foamy phlegm.
She suffered a relapse of pulmonary edema, which she contracted in prison.
Towards the Evening covered her chest, knowing she might die like this, but she wasn't afraid at all. She crawled out from under the table and staggered to the balcony door, shaking it. "There..."
She only uttered a single word, then stopped, sitting over a meter away from the door, allowing the rain to pour down on her.
Since heaven had finally given her a chance at "natural death," why would she waste it
She was truly stupid to hide under the table. She should have just stayed out in the rain, frozen to death or had her old injuries flare up and kill her. Dying would have been better than living like this, enduring the torment of He Hanchuan and Jiang Qingran.
"Ge Hanchuan coughed... you... cough, cough, cough... miscalculated..." Xiang Wan tilted her head, looking at the dazzling cityscape in the distance. Even though she was in excruciating pain, her smile was exceptionally brilliant.
She died from her old illness relapsing. She wouldn't have to suffer in this world anymore, and He Hanchuan would have no excuse to make things difficult for his brother.
Well, heaven finally smiled upon her!
I just don't know if there is reincarnation after death. If there is, she hopes that she won't be reborn as a human again. Being human is too painful!
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