Are you there?

Of course, he's gone.

Song Qingqing remembered that Song Qingyi had told her that the Matou Mountain behind the village had sunk underground due to mining and was no longer there.

"How about we take this opportunity to see the view from the top of the mountain?" Song Jiajia suggested.

Thinking about the disappearance of Matou Mountain, Song Qingqing did not object. She took out a large iron lock, locked the bicycle next to a big tree, and went up the mountain with her.

"Come over here quickly, can you see Tianmen Mountain on the other side?"

After running all the way to the top of the mountain, Song Jiajia suddenly walked to the edge, excitedly pointed at the opposite mountain peak, and shouted loudly, very excited.

As if influenced by her, Song Qingqing also walked towards her.

But just as she walked to her side, Song Qingqing felt her feet sink and her body fell straight down.

Below is a thousand-meter cliff; if someone were to fall, they would either die or suffer a fate worse than death.

But things happened too suddenly. Apart from instinctively reaching out to grab something, Song Qingqing left a trail of glaring blood at the edge of the mountain, but did nothing to stop her fall.

Just when she thought she was about to fall, her left hand was suddenly grabbed, and then Song Jiajia's voice rang out above her head, "Qingqing, don't be afraid, I will definitely save you."

It was Song Jiajia who pulled her back. The other woman was clinging to the edge of the cliff, gritting her teeth and straining, with veins bulging on her forehead.

Song Qingqing finally calmed down. Her eyes quickly scanned her surroundings, her gaze lingering for a moment on a certain spot beneath her. But she quickly raised her head and pulled a small knife from her arm.

"Qingqing, you, ah! What do you want to do?" Song Jiajia wanted to put on a show of sisterly affection, but then she saw Song Qingqing pull out a small knife from her arm.

She was terrified, thinking the other person was going to do something to her. She screamed and her hands began to loosen.

Sensing the other person's helplessness, Song gently turned her left hand and successfully grabbed her right hand.

Then, with a forceful thrust of his right hand, he successfully inserted the sharp knife into the cliff face, firmly securing his body.

"I didn't do anything!" Song Qingqing didn't have time to think about why she was so shocked just now. She looked up, intending to tell her to pull harder, but her gaze inadvertently swept over the spot where she had just fallen.

A sudden tightness gripped her heart, and then she thought of Song Jiajia's reaction when she took the knife. Everything seemed to point to something.

Her downfall was all part of Song Jiajia's plan.

A chill ran through her, but to verify if it was true, she suddenly pulled hard, almost pulling Song Jiajia down as well.

Upon seeing this, the latter was immediately terrified and screamed repeatedly, "Qingqing, don't move! If you move again, we're both doomed!"

Song Jiajia is truly regretting it now!

If she had known, she wouldn't have saved her; she would have just let her fall, and then she could have just taken the bicycle down the mountain.

But she's never satisfied!

He also wanted to become Song Qingqing's savior so that he could exploit her endlessly, which is why he devised this scheme.

But what she didn't expect was that this design would also get her involved.

At this moment, half of her body was already dangling in the air. If Song Qingqing pulled her a little harder, she would fall off the mountaintop.

She didn't want to die.

She's so clever and quick-witted; she wants to live the life of someone superior to others, and she doesn't want to be dragged down here by Song Qingqing and die together.

Overwhelmed with fear, Song Jiajia could no longer maintain her image as a close friend and began urging Song Qingqing to let go.

"Qingqing, I can't go on, I'm about to fall too."

If you don't let go, we're both going to fall.

"Gently, how about this: you let go of me first, and I'll go get help to rescue you, okay?"

Upon hearing Song Jiajia's words, Song Qingqing gave a cold laugh. These words sounded just like what Song Qingyi had said to her in her past life when she advised her to give up her studies.

"No, I'm scared to be alone. Aren't you my best friend?"

"If we really fall and die together, at least we'll have each other's company." Song Qingqing pretended to be very scared, but her words made Song Jiajia tremble.

Die together? Who wants to die with her? And who are her best friends?

She doesn't have a selfish best friend like that.

She doesn't tell her when she gets rich, and she's reluctant to give her any of her money. She doesn't have a good friend like her.

"Qingqing, stop making a scene. Let me go. I'll go get help to save you. Neither of us will be hurt." Song Jiajia suppressed the curses that were about to escape her lips and tried her best to control the beast in her heart.

But Song Qingqing saw the impatience in her eyes and put another straw on her back. "I don't want to. If we're going to die, we'll die together. If you're with me, I won't be afraid."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiajia completely lost her composure and said, "You're not afraid, but I am."

I'm still so young, I don't want to die.

"If you want to die, go die yourself. Don't drag me down with you."

Very well, have they finally revealed their true colors?

"Jiajia, how could you say that? Aren't we best friends? Of course we'd live and die together!"

"Who wants to live and die with you? You can die now, you bitch!" With that, Song Jiajia picked up a stone and smashed it against Song Qingqing's left hand.

Song Qingqing dropped the pretense and burst into laughter, "Hahaha, so you've been lying to me all along? Why? We have no grudges against each other, do we?"

It seems that childhood playmates can only remain in childhood.

As they grew up, they all changed, becoming less innocent and naive.

"Why? Of course, it's because you're selfish and annoying."

You have your own money, riding an 800-yuan bicycle, but you only lent me, your good friend, 15 yuan.

What can you do with fifteen yuan? Just register and that's it.

But after I register, I still need to live, dress up, and spend a lot of money, yet you stingily give me only fifteen yuan.

I don't have a sister like you, and I've never considered you a sister.

Do you know how much you look like a fairy, making us all look like dust?

How much have we suffered living under your face all this time?

"You have no idea how much we girls, whom you've compared to like wild boars, hate your face." Song Jiajia said, her face contorted, as she pounded on the other person's left hand, trying to free herself.

But Song Qingqing seemed oblivious, letting her hit her without letting go.

"So that's what you think of me? In that case, you might as well die with me!" With that, Song Qingqing used her bloodied left hand to forcefully pull down.

"Ah! No!" Upon hearing this, Song Jiajia was terrified and struggled and twisted her body incessantly.