Car Accident

"I'm not sick! I won't see a psychiatrist!"

Song Jingwan turned her head and looked out the window angrily.

She dug her nails into her palms, leaving red crescent moon marks on her hands.

If he couldn't be her brother alone, then he should just disappear!

She was not sharing his love!

"Jingwan, be careful!"

Just as she thought this, the car abruptly veered to the side. Song Jingwan stared ahead in shock, her pupils constricting.

A big truck had lost control and was flying toward them.

At that moment, Song Wenchuan used all his strength to turn the steering wheel, facing the driver's seat into the line of impact.

Song Jingwan was wrapped up by a pair of arms. She blinked her eyes in a daze as something sounded beside her ear.

Drip drop, drip drop, drip drop...

"Ugh—"

...

On the athletic field, a bunch of boys and girls were dripping sweat.