C43

The urgent ringtone suddenly broke the silence in the room. She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Ji Weiyang calling.

"Vuyo."

"…" The other end of the line did not speak, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.

Zhan Yan sighed, "Weiyang, about the divorce..."

"He interrupted her with a sudden voice, calm and magnetic." Yan Yan, the reason why I married you was because I wanted to spend my life with you. I, Ji Weiyang, have never married in a game. "

This was the first time such words came out of his mouth, and saying "I'm not moved" would definitely be a lie. Zhan Yan bit her lips and let her tears fall. His words were truly moving, but at this point, what was the point in saying them?

"Vuyo, let's part ways."

"Alright, Zhan Yan, as long as I die, you will be free." His voice was mixed with the screech of brakes, then the crash, then the beep of the phone.

"Vayon, Vayon!" Zhan Yan was panicking as she shouted into the microphone, but the ones who answered her were still busy beeping.

She ran out recklessly and found Ji Weiyang's Land Rover halfway up the mountain. The car crashed into a stone foundation beside the road. The front part of the car was deformed, making it look extremely tragic. In the driver's seat, Ji Weiyang was unconscious, his face covered in blood, and his appearance could no longer be seen.

Zhan Yan rushed over to pull the carriage door, but the door was locked from the inside, she could not open it at all. Ji Weiyang, he actually did not leave any room for retreat. The gas tank had already been destroyed, and the gas was dripping onto the floor of the car. It was in danger of exploding at any moment.

Zhan Yan was so anxious that she grabbed the rocks on the ground and smashed them towards the car window. The window shattered and she reached her hand in to open the lock. Her arms were wrapped around Ji Weiyang's waist, and she used all her strength to pull him out of the car, stumbling as she dragged him to the side of the road. During this period of time, she fell down twice, both her arms and knees were injured, but she did not care about the pain at all.

"Vuyo, Vuyo, wake up. Don't scare me." Zhan Yan cried non-stop, her hands non-stop pressing down on his chest and giving artificial breathing to him. However, Ji Weiyang showed no signs of waking up.

Zhan Yan mechanically repeated the same action, pressing on her chest, her mouth facing her artificial breathing, as salty tears flowed down her lips and into his, but he did not feel any bitterness at all.

"Can you open your eyes and look at me?" "We're not going to get a divorce. Even if we torture each other for the rest of our lives, I won't leave you …" She continuously shook his body. At this moment, Zhan Yan's heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley.

Zhan Yan began to regret, and even hate herself. If she knew that this was the result, she definitely wouldn't have said those two words out loud. After going through it for three years, how long could she possibly live?

"Vuyo, don't die, please don't die." Zhan Yan buried her face in his chest. She was afraid that he would fall asleep and she would never wake up again.

When the ambulance finally arrived, Zhan Yan was crying in despair while sprawled on Ji Weiyang's body.