Realizing that he might take me away, I clenched my hands and stuck my fingertips in my palms to keep my consciousness.

Not long after, the elevator door was opened, and he directly resisted me. I was bumpy all the way. I thought I would be thrown into the car, and then I was caught in a small dark room. As happened, I was interrogated.

I haven't told Fu Shenyan that I really love him. I haven't told him that I really want to have a baby for him. I haven't told him that I really look forward to a grand wedding.

I haven't seen mofflin's children. I haven't called Mo Zhicheng and Lin Wan my parents. I haven't cooked a meal for them. I haven't told them. In fact, I don't hate them.

I want to see Siji. I haven't explained to her why I want to leave without saying goodbye. I haven't hugged her and told her that no matter how I am, she must grow up happily.

I didn't even dream of it.

But in the end, I was killed in this very simple and quiet way.

Lu Xinran's several calculations and threats, Lin Wan's ruthlessness and cruelty, Myanmar's escape from death, all these past things, I have not died.

I never thought that I would die in this way.

That's ridiculous.

All I can feel is the slow rhythm of the blood.

The body has already started the most primitive reaction. When it receives the low temperature stimulation, it gives out the shivering reaction, but the amplitude is not large.

I think about all the people around me, but I can't find the answer.

However, who in the end, so hate me, to come to this step?

The fear of death began to spread in every nerve of my body. I knew that if no one came to save me, I would die, and maybe no one would know long after I died.

Out of my body's instinctive desire for survival, my body began to ask for help, but even so, I just raised my hand to touch the edge of the freezer, and I didn't have the strength to strike or even make a sound.

The only reason and information left told me that I was put in a colder place, the freezer where the body was stored.

With the creaking sound, I was pushed into a closed space.

A few seconds later, I felt like I was put into a container, especially cold.

I was taken off my shoulder by the man, and then I heard the ice moving.

Under the cold stimulation, I recovered some consciousness, opened my eyes, and had a cold war. There was a vast expanse of white all around me, and there were still corpses on the morgue, covered with white cloth.

Moreover, this is a hospital. No matter how low the temperature in the parking lot is, it can't be below zero.

The bottom floor of the elevator is not only the parking lot, but also the morgue.

A word popped into my head, "morgue!"

Although the weather in September is cold, not even bones can feel the cold, which is almost below zero.

But a strong cold towards my face, I was alive to be sober.

I still have too many things to finish, I don't want to die, I don't want to be frozen to death.

Chilling, my consciousness can clearly hear their own shortness of breath, and even the sound of refrigeration Zizi in the freezer.