Leaving Zhang Haoran aside, He Xuan continued on his way.

But Zhang Haoran shouted from behind, "You dead son. Where are you going? Be careful of being late! I'll tell you when I get back to school. I saw a super expensive sports car last night. Level... Hey, hey..."

He Zhang Haoran, who still wanted to brag with He Xuan for a while, had no choice but to go on to school in a boring manner.

"Rush to Teacher Qin's house now, and then go back to school... Today, I must be late. However, if you are late, be late! It is important to save lives. I hope...don't be affected by the tens of seconds of dead mice. I save people..."

Inexplicably, He Xuan has an ominous premonition, after all, many goofy dramas and TV dramas are arranged like this.

The male protagonist rushed to save someone, but the timing was just right, but because some idiot ran out and stopped him for no reason, it was delayed.

Every time He Xuan sees this kind of plot, no matter how good-looking books and TV are, he will decisively give up.

because……

The screenwriter and author have a brain hole!

Are you playing tricks on your readers?

Now, however, it was his turn to save people himself.

He can only pray that God is not an author with a brain hole, so don't arrange such a bloody plot.

Although, in fact, there is dog blood everywhere in life, and no matter how unbelievable and unbelievably brain-dead plots in the stories, in fact, there will be more and more brain-dead people in reality.

He Xuan can only hope that these things don't happen to him.

……

On the other hand, Su Menghan, who was completely hopeless in the room, experienced disbelief, thought it was a dream, had to believe, despair...

After waiting for the emotions, the whole person can be regarded as calmed down.

There is a feeling of... resignation.

"Cough cough..."

She coughed a few times and wanted to go to the bedside to get her mobile phone.

Because she felt that her body was very weak, and she didn't know when she might really die completely.

and so……

Su Menghan wanted to send a final text message to her parents, but she didn't dare to make a phone call, because her current voice was not her own at all.

If my parents suddenly received a call from such an old woman claiming to be their daughter, they would probably be scared to death!

"I'm sorry! Parents... my daughter is unfilial, I'm going to send you white-haired people to black-haired people..."

Thinking of this, Su Menghan actually wanted to laugh for no reason.

With the way I am now, I guess I can be regarded as... a white-haired person!

If it comes to the age of the body, I'm afraid it's better than my parents... No!Maybe grandparents are older!

Picking up the phone, Su Menghan, who was about to send a text message, suddenly saw the text messages sent to her by the system last night.

"rent?"

"Deduction of life span?"

"This... is it the fault of that single boyfriend?"

"Could it be that the more than 8 million rent I spent renting Mr. He as my boyfriend was at the cost of my life?"

……

At this moment, Su Menghan understood.

She got it all.

Including that dream, she finally knew what it meant.

It was the old grandma who warned herself that as a human being, you must not be greedy.

greedy……

In the short term, more can be gained.

But in fact, all acquisitions are not for nothing, and there is a price to pay.

And the price she has to pay for such an outrageous request to share her boyfriend this time is her own lifespan...even life.

because……

She saw it and the text said she only had 24 hours to live.

To be precise, counting from now, there are only eighteen hours, 23 minutes and 58 seconds.

"Am I going to die?"

"Alright! How can you still see people after turning into such a ghostly appearance? It's better to die!"

"Anyway, it's my own fault! But, it's okay... I spent all my life in exchange for an experience that others will never have. Perfect boyfriend, Mr. He... You are indeed sent from heaven Angel who saved me..."

"I'm sorry! Mom and Dad, my daughter can't be filial. I don't want you to see me like this. I will try to find a hidden place before I die, so that you won't find my body... ...I don't want to leave any text messages for you either... Just pretend you don't have this daughter at all!"

……

Su Menghan, who understood the cause and effect, became extremely calm.

She sat on the bed and didn't plan to send any more text messages to her parents, because... she didn't know what to say.

It's better, just disappearing quietly like this, is better than... being discovered by parents, and my daughter has turned into a monster in his seventies and eighties!

"That's it! My Su Menghan's life ended in this way... It seems that it's not bad. It's impossible for others to experience such a feeling of getting old..."

Putting on some decent clothes, Su Menghan didn't bring anything else, just like those dogs who know they are going to die of old age, ready to go out...to find a place to die.

However, just when Su Menghan came to the door, he suddenly remembered the knock on the door.

……

【Seventh more】

Chapter 2 The gift forwarded [eighth update]

Someone knocking on the door?

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