"Uh... cough, cough!"
Noticing everyone's unusual behavior, Hao Zixian immediately gave a dry cough.
"This..."
"Xiao'e—"
The two friends of the other party knelt nearby.
Confused, helpless, inexplicable, unable to accept!!
"Sigh... People are indeed fragile!"
"Isn't it? Just a little car accident ended up taking a life."
"Now I really need to wear a seat belt when sitting in the back. You see, those who wore seat belts had no troubles at all."
"And these messy backseat decorations, I want to remove them anyway!"
Both confirmed that the pupils had dilated, which usually meant, without a doubt, that a young, blossoming life was lost.
Many people shook their heads.
Compared to most car accidents, this one was really insignificant.
Initially, when everyone heard someone was unconscious, they thought it was a major accident, but upon arrival, they realized it was just a simple collision with the guardrail.
