Li Zhe neatly arranged his clothes and sat beside Meng Yu, asking, "Ah Yu, do you still think this was intentional?"
Meng Yu nodded, "I don't believe in such coincidences."
Li Zhe took hold of Meng Yu's hand, idly playing with it, and casually said, "Could it just be a mere coincidence?"
As the two discussed this matter, the security guard who had accompanied the attendant to the hospital sent a message. The news of the attendant's demise immediately cast a shadow over Meng Yu's face.
Li Zhe was also taken aback. Just a moment ago, he had only glanced at the attendant, thinking it was just a mild injury, not something life-threatening. He never expected that the attendant would actually die.
In retrospect, Li Zhe could not help but feel a sense of dread. If he had met the same fate, he and Meng Yu would have been separated forever. Li Zhe's heart could not bear the thought
The arrival of the unexpected and tomorrow was truly unpredictable.
