Chapter 216
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Song Qingchun tried to start the car again, but the ignition wouldn't start.
Without the sound of the car, the wind outside the car was even more piercing. Surrounded by mountains, the sound was hollow, and it made Song Qingchun's heart skip a beat.
The more Song Qingchun thought about it, the more panicked she became. She tried to change the gear again and again, but the car was like a toy, sitting in the middle of nowhere; there was no response.
Since the engine was off, the heater in the car was gone, and the temperature dropped rapidly. However, Song Qingchun didn't feel cold, and a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She tried to start the car many times, but she was forced to give up. She picked up her phone to look for a towing company online, but she realized the signal was weak, and she couldn't access the website.
With shaking hands, she pushed the car door open and got out. Using the flashlight from her phone, she looked around before dashing up the hill behind her.
There were no streetlights on the road, and everything was dark. She looked around, and there was not a single light in sight. The wind was strong, and it felt cold and painful as it blew on her face.
Song Qingchun wasn't a coward, but she was scared out of her wits. Every cell in her body was tense, and even her legs were shaking like they would collapse at any moment.
The slope looked like it was not far away, but it was a difficult climb. It took Song Qingchun half an hour to reach the highest point.
She glanced at her phone; there was finally a signal, but there was no internet.
Thankfully, even though she couldn't contact the towing company, she could get someone to pick her up.
Similar to when she found out Song Cheng wasn't committing suicide, the first person that popped into her mind was Qin Yinan.
The weather was cold, and her fingers were frozen. She used a lot of energy to press on Qin Yinan's number and call him.
Ever since Song Qingchun was young, whenever she needed help from Qin Yinan, he would agree to help her without hesitation.
Over the years, this had become a habit, a habit that was deeply ingrained in her bones.
Just like now, when she called Qin Yinan's number, she felt like she was saved. Even though Qin Yinan hadn't picked up the phone, her heart was already filled with relief.
But do you know how it feels to walk from hell to heaven and then be pushed back into hell from heaven?
This was ten times crueler than being pushed directly from heaven to hell.
Because despair after having hope was the most hurtful.
At that moment, Song Qingchun was thoroughly enjoying this experience.
It was Tang Nuan who answered the call.
"Hey, Song Qingchun."
Tang Nuan's voice was still as gentle as ever, but when it landed in Song Qingchun's ears, it was like the voice of a demon from hell. Her whole body froze. She gripped the phone and asked after a long pause, "Where's Brother Yinan?"
"He's in the shower!" Tang Nuan admitted to Song Qingchun without a shred of shame.
A man and a woman, alone in a room in the middle of the night, and even taking a bath …
They were both adults, so how could Song Qingchun not understand what he was implying?
Her fingertips began to tremble, and her pitch-black pupils instantly became lifeless.
Brother Yinan had saved her life, and her feelings for him, which she had almost given up on, were slowly rekindling, but … he and Tang Nuan …
Song Qingchun could feel a sharp pain rising from the bottom of her heart.
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