Dong Xuebin rubbed his arms and gasped, "You're welcome."

With red eyes, Qu Yunxuan adjusted Dong Xuebin's skewed collar and moved her lips, but said nothing.

"My surname is Hu, you can just call me Grandpa Hu. Girl, boy, what do you call me?"

"I am Dong Xuebin, her name is Qu Yunxuan."

Grandpa Hu said: "Leave me your contact information and I will come to you another day to thank you both."

Qu Yunxuan wiped the dirt on Dong Xuebin's face with her hands, feeling distressed and said, "You don't have to thank me. It's all thanks to Xiaobin that we can still stand here talking."

"Thank you all, thank you all."

Unable to stand up to Grandpa Hu's questioning, Dong Xuebin finally thought about it and took out a ten-cent note from his jeans pocket and wrote a GSM number starting with 139 on the white edge.

Soon, the traffic police came, and Qu Yunxuan and the old man recounted what had just happened.

Dong Xuebin's mind was not here at all, and his mind was filled with questions.

Three of them were obviously hit and killed by a car, so why did they suddenly return to the scene where they were waiting for the traffic light at the intersection?

If the deaths of the three of them were hallucinations, then why were the scenes in the hallucinations exactly the same as reality? The conversation between Qu Yunxuan before helping the old man cross the road, the rampage of the truck, everything was exactly the same except for the final result.

Is it also a hallucination? But if it’s not a hallucination or delusion, how can you explain that you suddenly returned to the previous time period?

It makes no sense at all!

Is there really such a surreal thing in the world?

Dong Xuebin thought silently in his heart: Go back! Go back! Go back! Go back! Back!
Chapter completed!