Song ran's teeth were chattering. the police called. They said that Wen Huihui hung herself early in the morning yesterday.
Song Xuan's expression did not look too good. this Qianqian deserves it. Why are you so flustered? "
Song ran held song Xuan's hand tightly and her eyes were filled with panic. sis, in my past life, it was when I died that everything started over. It was as if the world had been reset. Now that Wen Huihui is dead, will everything start over again? will she take everything I have? "
Song Xuan touched her face and said, "no, ran. It can't be. She died yesterday, but you're still fine today. It's the same as before. The world didn't reset just because Wen Huihui died. She's not worthy. God won't reset the world for someone like her. "
Song ran came back to her senses. Yes, Xuxu, Wen Huihui died yesterday. If she wanted to reset it, she should have done so a long time ago.