Chapter 144

Shu Ya Xiumei locked her hands tightly on the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and focused on the front. As long as she crossed the overpass, she could get to Han Mo's house. The road after that was easy to go. Shu Ya cheered herself silently in her heart.

The ponding is very deep, and you can't see the underwater condition at all. The lights shine on the water. The car body continues to push into the water, and the ponding on both sides splashes waves.

Renhe Road overpass is a low-lying terrain, which is easy to accumulate water. Now the rainwater on all sides of the overpass rushes to the bottom of the bridge. In addition, the drainage is slow, and the water level at the bottom of the bridge is deeper. The left turning car in front stalls under the bridge. The chassis of the car is low. It was just not over the exhaust funnel, but now it has reached the edge of the door.

Although the chassis of his car is high, the water under the bridge is increasing. Shu Yagang's conclusion has no reference value.

Just now, I just looked at it from a distance and didn't know that there was an obvious steep slope under the bridge. The more I walked, the lower the terrain became. Shuya clearly realized that it was absolutely impossible to continue walking. Now she may be able to drive reluctantly, but it would be difficult to say if she continued to walk downhill. At the critical moment of this choice, Shuya's foot left the accelerator and slammed on the brake.

The car was forced to open at this water level. The moving car suddenly stopped and stirred up a huge water wave. Shuya also encountered this situation for the first time. She was very flustered. In her fluster, she wanted to turn the car right, leave the brake and step on the accelerator again. The car paused and suddenly stalled.

Shuya was completely flustered. It had never rained so much in the north. It was the first time for her to drive in such a heavy rain. She was flustered and ready to start a fire again.

Suddenly the phone rang.

Shuya didn't answer just now, but at least she could get through the signal state. Han Mo continued to dial Shuya's number repeatedly.

Shuya quickly connected the phone.

"Where are you?" As soon as the phone was connected, Han Mo's voice was instantly transmitted to the car through the receiver. He had no time to say anything else. Han Mo was most concerned about where Shuya was at the moment.

"I'm under Renhe Road overpass." Shuya was really afraid and said with a cry. She looked at the rising water in the distance, which had submerged the lower edge of the door under the distant bridge.

The signal is still bad, and the thunder roars. Han Mo can barely know the words of Renhe Road overpass through the intermittent voice.

"Shuya, can you hear me? Shuya? Don't panic now. Listen to me. Turn around and drive back at once. Hello? Shuya! "

"Hello? Hello? Han mo... My car stalled... "Shu Ya cried to the cell phone that could not hear the sound," the car stalled... "

"Don't start a fire." When Han Mo heard the word "flameout", he almost shouted "don't start a fire", but there was no sound of Shuya on the phone.

Han Mo got off directly. Two traffic policemen in charge of road closure, wearing raincoats, stood at Renhe intersection. The command prepared the vehicles to turn around. The rain was fierce and fierce. Neither the citizens nor the northern capital government had time to respond.

"You can't go there. Someone has called for help under the bridge. There will be rescuers soon."

"We can understand your mood, but it has been stipulated that this road must be blocked and can no longer be passed."

Rescue? When will that wait? Han Mo is sure that these people don't know how fast the accumulated water brought by the rainstorm will grow under the overpass.

Han Mo is not going to pay attention to the traffic police. He wants to pass by force. Meng Si has an umbrella. He doesn't have an umbrella. At the moment, he is wet.

"Don't get excited. Our rescuers will be here soon."

Han Mo didn't want to waste a second on these two people. He stretched out an arm, pointed to the overpass in the distance, and shouted, "there's my wife!"

The traffic policeman was stunned and didn't speak again.

Han Mo threw off the obstruction of the two traffic policemen and ran desperately in the direction of the overpass.

He is very tall, but the water at the intersection has touched his knees. Han Mo can see the overpass, but he can't see the vehicles under the bridge. He can only see a few cars parked there from a distance. He wiped the rain on his face. He tried to run because of the resistance of the water, but his speed was much slower than usual.

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After the phone dropped, Shuya tried to call Han Mo again, but the phone had no signal and couldn't get out at all. He can only make an emergency call. The other party says that professional rescuers will arrive soon. Shuya decides to wait for rescuers in the car.

She didn't hear Han Mo's last words. She didn't know that after the car stalled in the water, she couldn't start again. The second ignition failed. The circuit board of the car was short circuited, the rain kept hitting the car, making a crash sound, and the wiper stopped working. She couldn't see the situation outside the car.

Shuya was completely confused. Her brain was blank. She didn't know what to do. After the circuit board was short circuited, the original fully automatic car couldn't start and the window couldn't be opened.

Rescue workers will arrive soon. Shuya keeps comforting herself with this sentence.

I don't know where to start the water in the car. There isn't much water at this time.

She was terrified. Suddenly, someone outside the car slapped the window hard.

Shuya was surprised and delighted. She suddenly looked at the window. A pair of big hands were trying to turn away the rainstorm left along the window.

It's Han Mo, Han Mo is coming!

Han Mo recognized Shuya's car at a glance. The former owner despised all Shuya's achievements. He didn't watch her movies or her TV dramas. When he saw Shuya on TV, he would change channels. He didn't even look at Shuya's car.

With the memory of the original owner, Han Mo could not recognize Shuya's car at all.

But Han Mo is different. He doesn't know what Shuya thinks of him. She sends him medicine and leaves silently. Han Mo will stand on the balcony and take a look at Shuya driving away.

That's why he can recognize Shuya's car at a glance.

At the moment, the rain reached Han Mo's thigh, and there was no part under the door.

Han Mo pulled the door hard. There was great underwater resistance and there was no way to open it.

Shuya is also trying to push the door. The door doesn't move. She never thought she couldn't even open the door. She didn't go out just now because she didn't have an umbrella. She thought she could wait for rescue workers in the car. She can't imagine the growth rate of water outside.

After the door failed to open, there was a strong crash outside the car. She knew that Han Mo was trying to break the glass.

Han Mo knew in his heart that it was basically impossible to break the glass with his bare hands. Now it is not just the ponding caused by the rainstorm. There has been a backflow in some water wells. The growth of ponding is unimaginable. If he goes back to find tools now, first, he may not be able to find them. Second, even if he finds them, when he comes back, Shuya's car may have been flooded.

Fortunately, Shuya wanted to stop when she found something wrong. At the moment, the location of her car is not under the overpass, but on the slope a little away from the overpass.

But Han Mo found that the car was slowly sliding down under the scouring of the rain. He hurried to the front of the car and pushed the car back.

Shuya's tears kept pouring down. She regretted that she didn't listen to Han Mo and had to leave the main road. She regretted why she didn't get off in time and had to wait for rescue workers in the car.

She always thought Han Mo didn't care about her and didn't care about her, but when she was most helpless, Han Mo was the first to arrive. When she thought it was the rescue workers who knocked on the car, Han Mo's anxious face appeared.

Han Mo knew that the water in the car must have started. He found that there was another angle on the slope. In order to win more rescue time and reduce the water inflow speed in the car, Han Mo pushed the car back desperately.

The storm hit him on the head, back and shoulder. The fist and elbow were covered with wounds because of the impact just now. The wet clothes were pasted on his strong back. A stream of rain washed Han Mo's face. He shouted Shuya's name from time to time to let her know that he was still there.

Shuya can vaguely see that Han Mo's car, which was sliding down, no longer moves.

She really wanted to get rid of the rain on the windshield and see the man in front clearly, but at this time, she could only silently wipe the glass with her hand. She knew it wouldn't play any role and kept calling Han Mo's name.

The pouring speed is far beyond Han Mo's imagination. He knows that even if he keeps the car still, he can't stop the water in the car.

Han Mo has only one belief in his heart. He must safely take Shuya home.

He took a breath and put his hands against the front of the car. The storm poured more water on the wound on the back of his hands, and the rain and blood flowed down.

Even if he tried again, even though the car was moving backward slowly, even though the two arms covered with wounds were trembling slightly, the water was still rising at an increasing speed.

The car that stalled first under the bridge had gone over the roof. Han Mo seemed to hear the owner's desperate cry for help when he found that the rain had begun to enter the car but could not open the door.

When he went out, the little guy's smiling face flashed in front of him, and the sentence "Xuanxuan, wait for mom and dad to go home ~" seemed to echo in his ears.

The rescue workers who said they would arrive soon did not arrive. As time went by, the accumulated water had lost Han Mo's thighs. The underwater resistance could no longer make the car backward. Han Mo couldn't push it. He couldn't push the car to the top of the slope by one person, even an inch away.

But he can do it, and he must not let the car slide again. Han Mo clenched his teeth, turned around and put his waist against the front of the car.

He shouted, "Shuya! Answer me, pat the window! "

The water kept pouring into the car. It had reached the height of the seat. The air was getting thinner and thinner. Shuya knew that Han Mo didn't give up. She patted the windshield hard. He also shouted, "Han Mo, Han Mo!"

If the moment is not a life and death parting, she will work hard for her whole life.

Shuya stroked the outline of Han Mo on the glass, tears crossed her cheeks, and her lips trembled slightly. "In a hurry, how many times did we say goodbye and delay again? Unfortunately, who has ever loved? It's not an eloquence on seven emotions..."

Han Mo heard Shuya's voice and smiled.

In the rainstorm, even his eyes couldn't open, but at the moment, Han Mo silently said to his mouth, "hurry, we..."

Both of them can't hear each other's voices, but they are singing the same lyrics almost synchronously

"There are people there, there are people there!"

Hearing the sound, Han Mo suddenly looked up. The rescue workers had arrived near Han Mo, "is there anyone in the car?"

Han Mo shouted, "someone."

The emergency workers were still trying to lift the car from the back. Han Mo strode over and directly went to the emergency car to pick up the glass hammer.

At this time, there is no time to tow. Han Mo doesn't want Shu Ya to stay in a dangerous car anymore. Not for a minute.

Shuya doesn't know the situation outside the car. She only hears the sound of broken glass. At the moment, the water in the car is waist deep and the air is very thin. Shuya is still powerlessly patting the windshield and singing "hurry that year" in her mouth.

The window on the left was completely cut open. Han Mo stood in the rainstorm. The pouring rain poured down from his head, but he couldn't hide his bright smile.

"It's okay, it's okay." Han Mo whispered as he reached into the window to hold Shuya.

The nerves that had been tight completely collapsed, and Shuya began to cry.

Han Mo held Shuya tightly and patted her on the back. His arm was cut by glass. Blood and rain mixed and flowed along his arm, but there was no pain at this time.