V2.Chapter 90

Li Weixi is a famous Xueba in their department. Because she is often with Wen zhixia, few people can get in touch with her. These two people are hard to separate, so all those who borrow notes and ask questions come to her.

As far as possible to meet the requirements of other students, Li Weixi has no time to take into account the existence of Wen zhixia.

Wen zhixia stayed in the back seat, because he did not ask questions, delayed other students' study, and finally was forced to leave his seat and sit in the last row.

The distance between two people, as if now two people, although can see each other's back, but can not communicate.

The diluted friendship between friends is nothing more than one does not ask and one does not tell.

Between Wen zhixia and Li Weixi, one talks, but the other doesn't listen.

One day of the course, two people did not speak a word, even four eyes relative to the moment are less.

Wen zhixia, who came out of the school gate, the white Jetta, was parked on the side of the road not far away.

The driver's seat is put down the window, easy to cold face appeared in it, Wen zhixia saw, busy to speed up the pace.

"Chen Yu, didn't come to work today?"

After getting on the bus, Wen zhixia, because it's easy to pick her up in person, asked her curiously.

"You seem to miss him if he doesn't come?"

If you are not warm or not hot, you can spit it out from the easy mouth. The sarcasm and sour meaning of it can be realized naturally by Wen zhixia!

"No, just ask. After all, we all live together! Is it time to go home? "

Wen zhixia's word "home" makes it easy to use, and his eyebrows, which are just slightly frowned, are also unfolded.

He didn't know how long he hadn't heard the words "go home". Since his mother left and his father remarried, he never felt at home again.

The car started slowly. Yan Luoluo, sitting in the back seat, was surprised that this guy didn't let her go to the co pilot's seat.

There was a smile on her face, which was easy to see from the rearview mirror.

During the rush hour after work, there was a serious traffic jam. The long motorcade was moving at the speed of a turtle. Wen zhixia watched an old man go faster than the blocked car.

"Why are you so busy today?"

"I'm so upset. It's still so hot!"

"Why don't you have a traffic policeman?"

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complaints come and go. People who have worked hard for a whole day to get off work are now stuck in traffic jams. Coupled with the muggy weather, even if they do nothing, they are suffocating.

What's more, the traffic jam is still dead now!

The surrounding cars haven't moved yet. It's easy to turn the steering wheel to the left. The whole car comes to the road on the street. Wen zhixia is surprised and clearly sees the radian that is easy to hook up the corners of his mouth.

"Take the path."

The car crossed the pedestrian street. After lying on the window and looking at the row after row of cars outside the window, Wen zhixia sat straight again. I don't know why. Now she is clearly violating the traffic rules, but she is very down-to-earth in her heart.

After crossing the street, we come to a path with few people. We can't see the end of the path. Cars can just pass by. Rows of tall buildings block the way forward.

If it's not easy to be there, if it's any other person, Wen zhixia won't let him go on. It's too unknown.

Finally, after bypassing various buildings, the spacious road appeared in front of Wen zhixia, which was a sigh of relief.

The vision gradually widened, and the speed of the car was also rising. Wen zhixia leaned on the back of his chair and looked out of the window.

"Be careful."

In the quiet carriage, an easy voice came suddenly. Wen zhixia, half closed his eyes, instantly widened his eyes.

An oncoming lorry, loaded with loads of goods, was coming askew towards them.

I can clearly see the frightened expression of the truck driver and the sound of the brake. When Wen zhixia opened his eyes, he began to sound, but he never saw the truck stop at all.

Seeing the truck coming to them, the expression of the people on the car, Wen zhixia can clearly see.

At the critical moment, it is easy to stop the car, but there is still no escape.

"Bang!"

Two cars collided and made a huge noise. Wen zhixia felt death close to him for the first time.

With her eyes closed and waiting for the physical pain caused by the impact, Wen zhixia fell into a warm and safe embrace at the moment of the accident, as if she could not be hurt in this arms.

The impact force of the truck will hit the white Jetta for a long distance, and the car is spinning.

After the car stopped, Wen zhixia just felt some pain in his legs and dizziness in his head. There was no discomfort in other places.There was a strong smell of gasoline on the car, which made her cough more than ever.

"Easy, how are you?"

After confirming that his injury is not serious, Wen zhixia looks up at his warm host - easy.

Eyes closed tightly, the head did not know where was injured, blood kept flowing out, the whole person unconscious!

At this time, easy, like a wounded ordinary people, and no longer the existence of the emperor of Dongfeng, weak people heartache.

"Help! Help

Frightened Wen zhixia holds easy head, tears like a bad tap, crazy gush out, blurred her vision.

"Cell phone, yes, cell phone!"

Wen zhixia was sad and thought of taking his mobile phone to find an ambulance.

The smell of gasoline on the car is getting more and more serious. There is even a spark on the driver's seat. The sound of Zi La makes Wen zhixia feel the danger again.

With all his strength, open the door, easy body at the moment is very heavy, Wen zhixia bit his teeth and pull out hard.

The blue tendons on the neck because of excessive force, but the root of the burst, because of the strong pull of the knuckles of the fingers, and began to slightly white.

"Don't worry about it!"

Wen zhixia, with a crying voice, looked around helplessly. The driver on the truck was also covered with blood, with his eyes closed and lying in the driver's seat.

Easy is for his own injury, said nothing can let him have an accident, Wen zhixia bit his teeth, again force, finally easy from the inside of the car.

The seat on the driver's seat was on fire, and Wen zhixia got up from the ground again. It was easy to drag hard and stay away from the direction of the car.

Wen zhixia gnaws his teeth. At this time, the sky is gradually dark, and the flaming red flame is more obvious in the black world.