"Shut up! Liu Chang'an, Dr. Liu!" Despite her grievances, Wan'er could see that Liu Chang'an's emotions were starting to spiral out of control again. Still clueless, she could only try to suppress her inner helplessness, carefully taking a step forward and extending a hand to Liu Chang'an once more. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I..."
"You, you're a liar." Liu Chang'an's lips trembled, his expression becoming increasingly strange. He sneered, suddenly turned around, and unexpectedly ran back to the bridge pier.
"No!" Wan'er tried to step forward.
"Wait!" Liu Chang'an stood on the bridge pier, turned around, and stretched out a hand to Wan'er, his eyes growing colder and colder. "Fine, I'll give you a chance. Either hold my hand, or watch me jump..."
"Liu Chang'an, calm down. Did I say no, that I don't want you?" Wan'er looked at Liu Chang'an earnestly and nodded. Then she stepped forward and reached out her hand...
As their fingers touched, Wan'er almost held her breath. But then, something unexpected happened. Liu Chang'an stretched out his arm and suddenly grabbed Wan'er. As he took two steps back, his feet slipped into the air...
As the two fell backward, black smoke swirled around Liu Chang'an's arm, his eyes were filled with black pupils, and the whites of his eyes had disappeared...
"Oh no! Wan'er is in danger!" Mo Tian cried out, leaping forward with a burst of spiritual light, crashing into Chang'an. Instantly, the black mist dissipated, and Chang'an released his grip on Wan'er, flying sideways towards the river...
"Mo Tian!" The moment Wan'er fell into the water, Mo Tian was right behind her.
"Splash..." A wave rippled under the bridge, and Chang'an Motian and Wan'er, barely splashing on the surface, quickly disappeared into the spray...
"Oh no! Someone jumped off the bridge!"
"It's over. In this cold weather, two perfectly healthy people have died like this. Wronged souls under the bridge." The onlookers sighed repeatedly, leaning against the railing and looking down at the bridge. Some people had planned to jump down to rescue them, but looking at the churning waves and the biting cold wind, they suddenly became afraid and withdrew their outstretched feet.
"I'll go save them." A young man, remembering Wan'er's beautiful face and wonderful figure, felt it was such a pity, and turned to take off his shoes and jump into the river...
"No!" A middle-aged woman rushed over, grabbed the boy tightly, shook her head repeatedly, and pleaded tearfully, "Don't jump, child! You know there's a sand pit under this bridge, who knows how deep it is? Every year, several innocent souls perish here. If you dare to jump, I'll jump with you..."
"Yes, don't go. It's a pity for the girl, but there's nothing we can do..." Several more people came and held the boy back. A few minutes later, the river was calm.
The crowd dispersed, leaving only sighs echoing through the air.
"Let's call the police!" someone suggested.
"Beep beep beep!" But when the phone was dialed, no one answered.
"Everyone's getting ready to go home for the New Year, so there probably won't be anyone on duty anymore." The person making the call was the same young man from earlier. He sighed and was about to hang up.
"Hello!" A response finally came from the other end of the phone, but the person answering seemed to be burping and speaking incoherently, probably having just finished drinking. "What? The duck jumped into the river? Ugh, let it jump! Why are you telling me this? Aren't you afraid I'll punish you…"
"Why is the person on duty doing this? They should post it on WeChat Moments; at least then their relatives might see it..."
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