In the face of disaster, life is very fragile. Watching this happen, but Gu Qingli can not help.
"My kids, I love you forever." Gu Qingli thought about this sentence, and then quietly waiting for the arrival of death.
Although she never thought that she would one day leave the world in this way, death was the only destination for all.
Out of the darkness rushed a teenager, almost with lightning-like speed. The next second he stood by the side of the road, holding a woman in his arms.
"It's fine." The young man put down the woman in his arms. Wearing a black guard coat in the dark and a high hat on his head, he did not show his face clearly in the dark.
"Am I still alive?" Gu Qingli could hardly believe that. And she dared not open her eyes. She heard that after death, people will go to another place, which is terrible.
"Yes." The young man held her hands.
Gu Qingli then slowly opened her eyes, looking around everything. It was the intersection where the accident happened.