Looking at the guardrails that were getting closer and closer, Lin Yi's mind suddenly thought of what happened eight years ago.
It was the same back then. Liang qixuan drove his car towards the roadside guardrails like a madman.
He said,"Qingxi, I know you hate me. You can't wait for me to die. Then, let us die together. That way, we can never be apart."
At that time, she was still immersed in the pain of losing her parents and sister and did not have time to react. By the time she realized it, it was already too late.
In her last moment of unconsciousness, she thought that the person she loved was no longer around, so there was no point in living.
If it wasn't for her, her parents and her sister wouldn't have died. So, perhaps death was her way of atonement.
