After rebirth, I married my ex girlfriend gl MTL

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  A truck with flammable cargo was involved in an accident.

A huge explosion almost resounded throughout the city, and the raging fire soon dyed the sky orange-red, and the surroundings were full of cries and the sound of fire trucks honking.

Si Ningxia is floating in the air, the reason why she is floating is because she cannot feel the center of gravity of the earth.

She looked blankly at the blood-covered woman inside the battered BMW i3, the dazzling red gushing out like money, the fire behind her had spread to this side, and even burned her body, but she I can't feel the slightest pain, but I can hear the sound of the fire burning in my ears.

The woman whose face was covered with blood was none other than herself.

Dimly, she remembered something.

She and Leng Tingran quarreled again.

Oh, rather than a quarrel, it's better to say it's her one-sided playfulness.

There was a third person between them, Si Ningxia's childhood friend and best friend, who was much kinder than her, this sentence was said to her coldly.

I heard they are together.

Just now, Leng Tingran, who hadn't come home for two days, didn't say a word after entering the house. There was no explanation at all, and he didn't even bother to give her a look when he passed by her eyes.

Even if she was lying to her, she didn't bother to pretend.

Si Ningxia endured the rage for two days, and quarreled with her on the spot.

Like most women with unfortunate marriages, she is suspicious and unreasonable, and can only win a little attention from the other party by messing around.

Once this method is used too much, it will not be used, and it will be counterproductive.

Every time Si Ningxia gets angry, she just looks on coldly and doesn't say a word, but she is like punching cotton with a fist, it doesn't hurt or itch.

After venting alone again, she lost control of her emotions and grabbed the key question and ran out of the house. She couldn't find anyone to tell, in order to keep aloof over the past few years, she had almost no friends except Ji Churong.

And in the end, the friend she thought of as a best friend, Fa Xiao, snatched away her most beloved person, snatching it away without reservation.

My heart felt like it was being pricked by thousands of thin needles, and I couldn't grasp it or scratch it.

Driving faster and faster, Si Ningxia collided with the car in front of her, and she hadn't recovered from the collision. Her car was hit hard from behind again, and the car was hit backwards and forwards. Transformed, she was caught in the middle, and a big cut was made on her forehead, from where the blood flowed out.

She seemed to pass out.

But he could clearly see everything that happened in front of him.

She was not the main lead in the rear-end collision. There were at least seven or eight cars colliding together in front of her, and there were three more cars behind her. Several consecutive catastrophic collisions caused her door to be knocked off.

No one rescued her for a long time, and soon she would lose too much blood and die.

Its daybreak.

The scene was temporarily under control.

Her body was finally lifted out by firefighters.

The blood had solidified, and the face she was so proud of in the past was now bloody and bloody, and she could no longer see her original appearance.

They recovered her bloodstained driver's license from her car, verified her identity, and registered to leave.

There are too many who left in this accident like her, crying more and louder than when the accident happened.

She sat next to her dead body expressionlessly, slowly going from dazed to accepting.

she died.

Leng Tingran was finally able to be with Ji Chulong in a bright light, and no one forced her to threaten her anymore.

A happy ending for all.

Near noon, Sibo Xia came. The elder brother who hurt her to the bone, looked distraught at the moment, his hands were trembling when he signed the acknowledgment document, and then silently took her body away.

She followed the car back to Si's house, where she hadn't been back for a long time. Her beloved mother was slumped on the sofa, and her father, who had held her in his palms since she was a child, clasped his hands together and put his elbows on his lap. It seemed that he hadn't rested for a long time. A few white hairs came out.

For the first time, she deeply realized that her parents were really old.

Si Boxia said something to Aunt Zhang, and Aunt Zhang hurried into the kitchen and came out again with an extra glass of water in her hand.

The mother refused Aunt Zhang's water feeding, and threw the water on the ground with a wave of her hand, and the glass shattered.

Just like the car she was driving today, it was smashed to pieces.

Perhaps thinking of her tragic situation, the mother suddenly covered her face with her hands and cried like a child.

The father hung his head, and put his big arms around his mother's shoulders. The mother leaned against his father's arms weakly, her nose turned red from crying.

Her funeral was held three days later, but Leng Ting did not show up.

Ji Churong is here.

The dignified and elegant natural straight hair is in line with her temperament. Today, she tied up a low ponytail in a well-behaved manner, with small white flowers pinned to her ears, and she was dressed in a lifeless black suit all over her body. Her eyes were red without makeup, and the tip of her nose was not spared. See Looks very sad.

Si Ningxia slowly grinned, revealing a vague smile.

On the night of the funeral, she returned to the apartment where she and Leng Tingran lived together.

She went straight through the gate.

The living room didn't seem to have changed since the time she left. The cup she drank from was on the table intact, and there were faintly visible lip marks on the cup.

The house was as lifeless as she was.

She thought so too, since she was dead, Leng Tingran should have left too.

A familiar cat meow drew her attention back.

Baixue was the blue-eyed white-haired cat she had been picking out for nearly an hour, and it was still a small one when she took it home.

The reason why she bought a cat was because she accidentally learned that Leng Tingran likes animals.

Knowing the news, Si Ningxia went to the pet shop in ecstasy the next morning. She thought Leng Tingran would be happy to see a cat, but she told her coldly that she didn't like animals. Especially what she sent.

Si Ningxia lost her smile on the spot. But the cat has been bought back, and it cannot be returned.

Baixue was the name she later named it for. She hoped that it would be as pure and white as snow forever.

He said coldly that dark people can't raise any good cats.

She hated her so much that even her animals were attacked.

Even though she was scarred every day, she still couldn't do without Leng Tingran.

She loves her so much that she has no self.

Passing through the door of the room, she first saw Leng Tingran squatting in the corner.

Her eyes can always see Leng Tingran at the first time.

Not knowing what Leng Tingran was thinking, she stared in a certain direction with her eyes blank, without blinking for a long time, tears streaming down her eyes.

Leng Tingran was beautiful, even when she was crying, I felt pity for her. Leng Tingran was crying more beautifully than she was crying on TV.

Bai Xue, who was forcibly hugged, seemed to feel the sadness of the other master, twisting her thick, fleshy neck from time to time.

Bai Xue meowed in her direction, and Si Ningxia showed a gentle smile like before, and slowly approached them, squatting down slowly.

She is gone, Bai Xue will still miss her.

So cold?

Si Ningxia laughed at herself in her heart, the little affection she had with Leng Tingran had already been wiped out the moment she threatened her mother to date her.

She kissed Bai Xue's face, and the fluffy cat fur tickled her.

Saying goodbye to Bai Xue silently, Si Ningxia looked up at the face that was close at hand, uncontrollably leaned forward and kissed her, and slowly pressed her lips down.

Let her kiss her one more time, one last time.

Leng Tingran seemed to have sensed it, blinked his eyes, and his eyelashes, which were curled up and dense like a fan, trembled slightly.

"Is it you?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in the dead room.

Si Ningxia curled her lips, turned around and disappeared into the room.

There was a sentence floating in the air, and the ethereal echo did not dissipate for a long time.

"I will give you back your freedom."

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