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Chapter 855

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Song Qingchun didn't expect Tang Nuan's hesitant expression would be the last memory of her.

This was because less than twelve hours after they parted, she received the news of her death.

At the time, Song Qingchun's mind was filled with the news of Su Zhinian's vasectomy, so she didn't notice the change in Tang Nuan's expression. Noticing Tang Nuan's silence, Song Qingchun couldn't help but frown and ask, "What's wrong?"

Tang Nuan's gaze that stared at her was quiet. It felt like there were many things she wanted to say, but at the same time, it felt like there were no words.

Song Qingchun didn't know that Tang Nuan, who looked like she wanted to say something, was actually struggling internally.

She was debating whether to tell Song Qingchun that someone was after her.

However, if she didn't tell Song Qingchun, she might still have a chance, but if she told Song Qingchun, then she would really be doomed.

Song Qingchun was in a hurry to see Su Zhinian. Looking at Tang Nuan's unmoving expression, her patience started to wear thin.

"Tang Nuan, if you have anything to say, you can tell me later."

Song Qingchun thought about it before telling Tang Nuan again. Then, she turned to push the button for the elevator.

"Qingchun."

Song Qingchun stepped into the elevator, and just as the door was about to close, Tang Nuan called her name again.

She called her Qingchun, not Song Qingchun. The tone was crisp and clear, just like the girl she had known in high school.

Song Qingchun's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her head unconsciously to look at Tang Nuan.

Through the closing elevator door, Song Qingchun saw Tang Nuan wink at her and smile.

That smile was both strange and familiar at the same time. It reminded her of her childhood friend, Tang Nuan, who she used to laugh with and run with.

At that moment, Song Qingchun felt like time was flowing backward. The environment around her slowly turned into a school that was bathed in the afternoon sun. She and Tang Nuan had changed into the same school uniform. Similar to the scene in her memory, Tang Nuan had seen her from afar, and she had called her "Qingchun". Then, she had smiled like she was doing now, and her eyes were filled with energy.

Song Qingchun stared unblinkingly at Tang Nuan, and her brows couldn't help but rise. Her lips curled up into a bright and youthful smile.

When Tang Nuan saw Song Qingchun smile, her smile widened. As Tang Nuan continued to laugh, Song Qingchun's smile widened.

The two girls, the two girls who had known each other since they were sixteen, and now they were twenty-six. Ten years later, they looked at each other and smiled at each other silently. Song Qingchun clearly saw a glint at the corner of Tang Nuan's eyes. The smile on her face froze, but before she could confirm whether it was a tear or not, the elevator door closed, and the elevator descended.

Song Qingchun walked out of Station TW. When she flagged down a taxi, she raised her head to look at the floor where her office was. Due to the height, she couldn't see anything. Then, a honk drifted into her ears. She quickly turned around, got into the car, and left.

Song Qingchun really didn't expect to run into Tang Nuan in such a hurry, and the next thing she saw was the cold body of Tang Nuan.

Tang Nuan was dead. She had died in a horrible car accident. The coroner's report stated that she had died on the spot, and the scene of the accident was too horrible to look at.

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