Chapter 2034 I want to see him for the last time
Mu Xin left the window and returned to the sofa, where she sat for a while to calm herself down.
Maybe I've been thinking too much about the past recently, which is why I had such strange dreams.
Thinking of the situation in the dream, Mu Xin smiled bitterly to herself.
She thought she was no longer so concerned about Fu Zichen, but the heart-wrenching pain she felt after seeing him fall from the building in her dream still tugged at her heart.
But dead or alive, they will all become the most familiar strangers, living in their own life tracks from then on, and will never have any intersection again.
Then why think so much?
She cheered herself up, picked up her luggage and went downstairs.
In the corridor on the first floor, Mu Xin met Uncle Zeng.
As soon as Uncle Zeng saw her, he immediately showed a surprised expression and said that he thought Mu Xin had left a long time ago. Wasn’t the flight at around six o’clock?
Mu Xin smoothed her hair embarrassedly and said, "I overslept and changed my flight. Where's my uncle? I'll go say hello before I leave."
Zeng Bo then took her to the living room on the first floor.
Mu Xin said goodbye to her uncle. Her uncle looked at her, hesitant to speak, and finally sighed and patted her shoulder: "Go, call me when you land."
"Okay." Mu Xin left the villa.
Uncle Zeng helped her carry her luggage and drove her to the airport himself.
The short two days ended in such a mess.
The car drove out of the manor. The evening breeze blew in from the skylight, feeling cool. The trees on both sides of the road also made rustling sounds in the cool breeze.
She couldn't help but think of everything that happened here with Fu Zichen.
Once they were far apart, but that couldn't stop them from loving each other. Now they are so close, but they don't even have the courage to reach out and hold each other's hands, because they can't tolerate any injustice in their eyes, because of their proud and pitiful self-esteem.
After the car drove out of the manor, it drove on the national road for a while and then entered the highway.
The road section, which usually has light traffic, was suddenly congested.
Uncle Zeng slowly stopped the car and lined up in a long queue with other vehicles.
Ten minutes later, Uncle Zeng turned off the car because the congested vehicles showed no sign of moving forward.
A driver had already gotten out of his car and was standing beside it, craning his neck to look forward.
Uncle Zeng told her not to worry and he would go and find out what was going on.
Mu Xin nodded and said she was not in a hurry.
Although she was going to catch a flight, if she couldn't get back on this one, she would just take another. She had nothing urgent to do, and no one she needed to see, so returning a day earlier or later made no difference to her, unlike before...
Once, Fu Zichen went to a meeting in another city with his tutor. Mu Xin wanted to see him, so she bought a plane ticket and flew over. The flight was only an hour late, but she was already anxious and restless.
However, the feeling of wanting to see someone and not being able to wait even for a minute is long gone.
When you lose a relationship, you lose not only love, but also your passionate self.
She rolled down the car window to let in the evening breeze.
There were two car owners chatting in front, and one of them said that he didn't know when the road would be open.
Another said, wait a minute, I just heard that a major traffic accident happened. Three cars collided. A car rear-ended a truck, and then was hit by a bus behind it. The car was in the middle and was directly sandwiched between the two cars.
The person who spoke earlier sighed and said, "The people in the car must be seriously injured."
"The serious injuries are all good. Eighty percent of them died on the spot."
…
A chill spread from Mu Xin's heart to her fingertips. She stuck her head out of the car window and looked forward.
The long convoy made it impossible to see what was happening in the distance.
Fu Zichen left home a few minutes earlier than her. It was not known whether he was also stuck in traffic or drove past before the accident happened.
After a while, Uncle Zeng came back and said that there had been a major traffic accident ahead and a large truck was stuck across the middle of the road, causing such a traffic jam.
Mu Xin then told Uncle Zeng what she had just heard, about the three cars colliding.
Uncle Zeng nodded and said that the car in the middle was the worst off and was the main party responsible for the accident. It was a supercar worth tens of millions, but it was speeding and caused a disaster.
When Mu Xin heard the sports car, her heart skipped a beat.
Most of the vehicles on the road are ordinary private cars. There are not many sports cars, and sports cars worth tens of millions are even rarer.
She suddenly thought of Fu Zichen's car.
His car is worth at least 15 million...
Suddenly she thought of the dream she had just had. She opened the car door and got out, staring at the front, her breathing gradually becoming heavier.
In fact, she is a staunch materialist. On this point, she and her cousin Shi Chenyuan are completely consistent, and naturally she would not believe in any predictions in dreams.
She is the type of person who will set off immediately when she wants to travel. She doesn't believe in premonitions or auspicious days, she only believes in herself.
But now, standing in the darkening night, looking at the convoy ahead, listening to the ambulances sirens wailing as they passed, fear gripped her heart.
She silently told herself: It's not Fu Zichen, it's not Fu Zichen, it must not be...
However, a bad premonition became stronger and stronger. Finally, her body reacted before her brain. She said to Zeng Bo, "I'll go take a look at the front."
After saying that, she took a step forward and ran towards the end of the congested convoy, not paying any attention to Zeng Bo's calls.
Tears were left behind, and my vision became blurred and clear, clear and blurred.
Finally, he pushed through countless people, stumbled to the scene of the car accident, and stopped.
The black sports car could no longer be recognized in its original form. A tire that had been hit was lying quietly on the road covered with broken glass.
She covered her mouth and tears flowed through her fingers.
Because the car logo on the tire was the one Fu Zichen was driving.
She looked over the crowd of onlookers, trying to search for Fu Zichen's shadow. Finally, not far from the sports car, she saw a person lying on the ground, covered with a white sheet, with one hand exposed. The fingers were long and beautiful, with distinct joints.
Mu Xin always loved holding Fu Zichen's hand, and she would say with envy and jealousy, "Senior Fu, you're a grown man, but you actually have a pair of hands that are more beautiful than a woman's."
It was also that beautiful hand that held her in his arms last night, caressing her body...
But now, that hand was covered in blood, lying helplessly on the ground.
Mu Xin took a big step, lifted the cordon, and walked towards the body on the ground.
A traffic police officer came to stop her immediately. She spoke incoherently: "I know him, I'm his girlfriend... Can I take a look at him? I want to see him again..."
"Girlfriend?" The traffic police frowned, narrowed his eyes, and looked at her, as if he didn't quite believe what she said.
Mu Xin grabbed the traffic policeman's arm and said, "I'm telling the truth. Please, can you please let me take another look at him?"
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
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