Not long after returning to the dormitory, Tang Li's cellphone rang.
She had just come back from washing her hands in the bathroom.
The ringtone kept repeating, and Tang Li stood in front of her desk, staring at the screen that displayed [Lai Sheng Xia], for a long time without pressing the answer button.
To her in her past life, this name was a never-ending nightmare until death.
What about this life?
Tang Li didn't know.
Just looking at the three characters of Lai Sheng Xia, she felt a sensation of suffocation.
This feeling was just like the moment before her death in her previous life when a bullet penetrated her skull, and before her pain sensors could even react, she had already lost her breath.
Her pupils dilated gradually, no longer held hostage by the kidnapper behind her, her entire body collapsed heavily to the ground.
"Ah Li?" Wu Xuehan's voice came from behind her.
Tang Li turned around instinctively.
