"Huff, huff!"
Yue Qin ran frantically down the street.
She had no idea what was happening.
In her memory, the annual event had begun, everyone had gotten off the bus, and then her brother and Chu He started acting very strangely.
Then, they were dead, dead in the exact same way the death omen had predicted.
"Is this... destiny?"
She stared at her now lonely self, her spirit nearly broken.
Just then, the sound of a rumbling large truck approached from the main road ahead, seemingly driving toward her direction.
The surrounding scenery was vaguely familiar.
Yue Qin remembered clearly, this was the place foretold in her death omen!
She would die here!
Crushed into mush by a truck!
But now, with her brother dead and her own spirit shattered, she had already lost all attachment to the world.
She willingly stepped into the middle of the road, ready to embrace her own death.
