Struggling to stand up, Xu Pei became suddenly quiet at the sight of the traffic flowing under the overhead bridge.
Ignoring the dust on herself, she just got up and took one step at a time towards it.
What was the meaning of such an existence?
Leng Zimo would never forgive her, nor would Leng Lin, and even if Tong Ya and the others took care of her, it was just out of pity... But what future did someone like her have?
Perhaps, it was better to die!
"Xu Pei!"
Behind her, a familiar voice came.
"Don’t come over, just let me die..."
Xu Pei instinctively wanted to turn her face but halted halfway and hurried to cover it with her hand, then, with all her strength, she rushed forward, trying to climb over the railing and jump off the bridge.
Footsteps approached rapidly; as she had just managed to climb onto the railing, someone pounced on her, holding her tightly, and they both fell to the road.
"Tang Ming, let me go, let me go..."
Xu Pei struggled fiercely, but Tang Ming held onto her tightly, regardless of her hitting him, cursing him, scratching him... he just wouldn’t let go.
"I won’t let you die, Xiao Pei, you can’t die!"
Feeling powerless to shake him off, Xu Pei turned her face furiously to confront him, "Tang Ming, you bastard, look at me now, what is the point of my living?!"
Beneath her disheveled hair, her face was grotesquely ugly, terrifying like a ghost; even Tang Ming was startled, "How could this happen?!"
He had chased her all the way here, saw her trying to jump off the bridge, and immediately rushed up to grab her, but he hadn’t gotten a clear look at her face.
"You see, for me, living is worse than dying, let me go, let me die," said Xu Pei with a look of despair.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tang Ming bellowed out, "Are you Xu Pei, the Xu Pei I know? It’s just a face, I can help you heal, I can arrange for plastic surgery!"

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