When Song Anran's car tire blew out, the entire vehicle nearly overturned on the spot due to the tire blowout at high speed.
She was lucky and managed to straighten the car.
It's a pity this car can't go fast anymore.
"Stop your car and turn yourself in, and we'll try to get leniency." The police officer who caught up with her leaned out of the window, gun in hand, and gave Song Anran, who was stubbornly resisting, a final ultimatum.
Song Hanzheng released the handrail and unbuckled his seatbelt. "Song Anran, I've always listened to you before. This time, just listen to my advice, stop the car, and turn yourself in."
Song Anran bit her lip tightly, her pale lips devoid of any color.
“Song Hanzheng, you are not me. You have no idea how I survived. It’s so hard for me to be reborn. I’d rather die than be caught.”
"Even if I die, I'll be with you. You won't be alone."
"Hehe. How ridiculous." Song Anran laughed wildly; it was the funniest joke she had ever heard.
Are there really people in this world who would die for someone else?
Obviously.
Won't.
Such a person simply does not exist.
The car crossed a bridge spanning the river.
On the bridge, Song Anran stepped on the brakes and unbuckled her seatbelt.
"Get out of the car," Song Anran instructed Song Hanzheng in the passenger seat.
Song Hanzheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She finally agreed to listen obediently.
After Song Hanzheng helped her open the car door, Song Anran got out of the car.
At that moment, Song Hanzheng felt as if he had opened a door to a bright and smooth path for Song Anran.
And she finally agreed to step through that door.
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