A single tear fell from Tang Nuan's eyes. He still hasn't forgiven me…
There were only several hundred metres left until the car hit the bridge. Tang Nuan, in the last moment of her life, suddenly remembered something. With a clarity of motion that surprised herself, Tang Nuan opened Whatsapp to find Song Qingchun's name and pressed the record button. "There… is… recorder… purse…"
The incredible speed of the car and the hallucinogens caused Tang Nuan to slur. She could only get out these few words before the car crashed.
…
The phone slipped from Tang Nuan's hand, and the message was sent out after her finger left the record button. The pain surging through the body overwhelmed the effect of the hallucinogens, and it caused clarity to return for that brief moment before death.
Her breathing became shorter and shorter. She could sense her life force leaving her body.
