C3 Is She Dead

The torrential rain washed over her thin body. It was unknown whether it was tears or raindrops on her face. With a dazed expression, she continuously walked on the street that was washed by the rainwater with great effort.

Car after car passed by, splashing water all over her body. Tears welled up in her throat, making her unable to breathe.

If she knew this, she would rather let her father carry that seven years' imprisonment. If she knew this, she would give up this "shortcut" to find a better way. If she knew this was the result, she would rather die than agree to this wedding.

"Beep..." An ear-piercing car whistle.

The black BMW 750 braked and stopped just a centimeter away from her. Just a tiny bit more and her soul would have been annihilated, but … This extravagant hope had not been fulfilled.

Tong Sining looked at the man who hurriedly got out of the car and sneered in her heart. He was going to curse her, right? Would he beat up this crazy woman in front of his car?

Whatever! What could he not accept?

"Miss, are you alright?" A man's gentle voice came from in front of him.

The deafening thunder continued to rumble and the rain continued to fall. Tong Sining didn't seem to hear the other party as she walked straight to the side of the BMW and passed by it.

The moment she gradually passed the car, her vision went black and her entire body went limp. She collapsed from exhaustion, and then everything disappeared …

The morning sunlight shined gently on his face, warming him as if he was returning to his mother's embrace.

Tong Sining gently closed her eyes, unwilling to open them. She greedily breathed in the tranquil air, afraid that she would be knocked into reality if she wasn't careful.

But was this a dream? Or … Heaven?

"You're awake?" The man's deep yet gentle voice.

Wake up?

How could there be a man?

Could it be God? However … Why is the voice of God so realistic?

Tong Sining opened her eyes quickly. She wanted to see what God looked like, to be sure she was still in heaven. However, when she opened her eyes, a tall, handsome man should enter her eyelids.

His handsome face had thick black eyebrows, and his beautiful black pupils looked like they could be lit up by electricity. His straight nose was sunken in the middle of his body, and with his thin lips, he seemed to be in no way inferior to the model in the magazine.

Was this the legendary God?

"Ugh …" Tong Sining stared straight at him, not knowing what to say. Was he God? Would this be too abrupt? Ask him who he is? But, besides God, could anyone else be so gentle and kind to him?

"You fainted yesterday, and I don't know where you live so I brought you to my house. Are you all right? " The man stood up and walked to Tong Sining, who was still lying on the couch.

"Faint?" Tong Sining was puzzled. Suddenly, what happened yesterday was like a movie going on in her mind. Her heart throbbed uncontrollably. She sat up abruptly and everything returned to reality.

This place was indeed not heaven, and this man was definitely not God!

"You can't have lost your memory, right?" The man looked at her teasingly. This woman looked a little weak, her pale face devoid of any color. His frightened eyes seemed to be trying hard to remember something.

"Uh, no!" Tong Sining got down from the bed in embarrassment. Looking at her undamaged clothes, she felt more at ease. At least, this man did not look bad.

"Your clothes were washed last night, and after they dried, they were changed for you, so …"

"What?!" Tong Sining looked at this man in surprise. She had just thought that he wasn't a bad person, so how could he be? He could take off his own clothes? Too much, too despicable!

"Don't worry, it was made by a servant!" The man obviously knew where her astonishment was coming from. Of course, he didn't have the energy or the mood to do those things, even if he had … He couldn't be interested in an unfamiliar woman.

"Oh …"

A rock fell onto the ground. Tong Sining raised her head and looked at the breathtakingly handsome man. "Thank you!" "It's time for me to leave. Sorry for bothering you, goodbye …"

After saying that, he walked towards the door without looking back.

"Let's go together!" The man followed, "I'll take you back …"

"Send …" Give it to me? " Tong Sining looked at the man doubtfully. "No need. I can just go back by myself!" Moreover, she had to go to the police station to see her father's situation. If it was really as Xi Tianhao said, her father would be taken away by the police and sentenced to death in the next few days. As matters stood, what could she do for him?

I don't know! I really don't know! She just didn't want things to get any worse, and she didn't want her old father to worry about her, even though in his heart, only her little sister was his daughter.