"Xiao Tangqiu!"
With a heart-wrenching scream, Xiao Tangqiu rolled heavily to the ground. He felt a black screen in front of his eyes, followed by a dizzying feeling.
Such a familiar voice, it really is Meng Xinghe...
He finally found Meng Xinghe...
But wait—
Had the wish he'd just made at Meng Xinghe's grave come true so quickly? Had he truly reached the maximum level of his "100% Set a Flag and Instantly Retrieve" skill? Had his crow's mouth been blessed by some tenth-generation master?
...But since Meng Xinghe is still alive, his death was a worthy one.
"Xiao Tangqiu! Xiao Tangqiu!"
Meng Xinghe rushed in front of Xiao Tangqiu and hugged Xiao Tangqiu in his arms with trembling hands.
Xiao Tangqiu looked up at Meng Xinghe, only to see that Meng Xinghe was trembling all over, his face was pale, and only his eyes were red.
He slowly raised his hand and gently touched Meng Xinghe's face: "This life... is returned to you..."
"No! I don't want your life!" Meng Xinghe hugged Xiao Tangqiu tightly with red eyes, "You stay alive! Live well!"
Xiao Tangqiu moved his lips: "You... don't hate me?"
Meng Xinghe trembled all over and hugged Xiao Tangqiu tightly: "How could I hate you?"
Xiao Tangqiu smiled bitterly: "I'm the one who made you like this... and you're still avoiding me everywhere..."
Meng Xinghe closed his eyes in pain, tears falling wildly: "I don't hate you, nor do I hide from you... I just... I just don't want you to see me like this..."
Xiao Tangqiu couldn't help but feel lost for a moment. What did Meng Xinghe look like now? What did he look like? Was he in a wheelchair?
Just as he opened his mouth to ask, a very unpleasant voice suddenly rang out.
"Hey, hey, hey, have you had enough? Are you trying to scam me? I'm just a scrap collector driving a tricycle. I can't stand you guys scamming me like this!"
Xiao Tangqiu and Meng Xinghe looked up at the same time and found a scrap tricycle parked in front of them, and an uncle was looking at them speechlessly.
The uncle rang the bell on the tricycle again and said impatiently, "I only have a small, broken tricycle. I can't kill you. If you want to scam me, at least find a BMW or Mercedes-Benz, or even a Honda or Toyota. I don't have the money to pay for your medical expenses. It was clearly you who ran the red light first!"
Xiao Tangqiu: "..."
Meng Xinghe: “…”
Xiao Tangqiu looked around and found that there were no other cars nearby. The car that hit him was just a three-wheeled vehicle for collecting scrap. Moreover, the cemetery in City A was located in the wilderness, and there were indeed few cars passing by.
...This is so embarrassing!
Xiao Tangqiu looked down and realized that he wasn't injured at all. At most, his hands and feet were bruised. He quickly got up and said to the rag collector with an embarrassed look on his face, "No...it's okay! You can go now!"
The uncle was speechless: "You guys don't want to touch porcelain anymore?"
Xiao Tangqiu laughed dryly: "We are just joking!"
"Neuropathy!"
The uncle rolled his eyes and rode away on his tricycle.
The horn sounded from afar——
"Collect~ TV, refrigerator, washing machine..."
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