The huge sound of braking resounded through the night sky and filled my eardrums.
After a brief braking sound, there was another huge crash.
After a loud noise, everything around him became quiet.
My head was buzzing and my heart was still pounding.
I think I'm not dead, right?
I quietly opened my eyes, it was dark all around and the sky was filled with clouds.
A little bit of moonlight could be seen vaguely, obscured by the clouds.
Hey, I'm really not dead.
When I looked again, the big truck rushed past me and hit a tree on the side of the road.
The trees were broken, the big truck was smoking, and the front of the truck was flat.
Zhuang Yuwei was dressed in black, standing in front of the car, looking extremely cool.
Don't ask, she should have saved me by asking the driver to turn the steering wheel at the critical moment, but the car hit a tree instead.
I quickly got up and ran over to check on the truck driver.
Then I suddenly thought, why is my leg okay?
Can he actually run away?
This thought flashed past me, and I didn't think much about it. When I came to the car, I saw that the driver was lying on the steering wheel. He must have been unconscious, and his face was covered with blood.
But it didn't seem to be life-threatening. I struggled to pull him out of the car, put him on the ground with my coat as a cushion, and then quickly called the emergency call.
After saving this, I turned around and looked again. The man who suddenly rushed out and forced the truck to stop was sitting on the ground.
This man is my savior.
If it weren't for him, I would have lost my temper tonight.
I thought he was also injured, so I ran over and saw that this man was fine. He just seemed to be having trouble with his brain. He was sitting on the ground crying and laughing.
He was still mumbling.
"I don't want to live anymore, let me die, let me die..."
Only then did I realize that this person wanted to commit suicide.
He was hiding on the side of the road just now. When he saw a large truck approaching, he rushed out and hit the car. As a result, the driver of the large truck reacted quickly and avoided him, but he didn't expect that there was me on the ground.
At the last critical moment, the driver made another unexpected move, passed me by and then crashed into a tree.
It’s really a thin line between life and death.
I looked at the guy in front of me. He was about 20 years old, about the same age as me. His face was not very good, he looked depressed, and he looked like he was stimulated by something.
I stepped forward to comfort him, and then asked him why he couldn't think about it. Is it a relationship problem or a quarrel with his family?
He looked a little panicked and didn't seem to want to answer my questions, but it seemed more like he didn't dare to answer.
If he hadn't rushed out to commit suicide, I would be the one who died now, so I wanted to help him and asked a few questions patiently.
He gradually calmed down, looked around with some fear, and whispered to me.
"I don't want to live anymore, I...I've had enough, he has tortured me for several years..."
"Who? Who tortured you? Your parents?"
"No, he...I don't know who he is...but I know he is in me, he...he is not a human being..."
He suddenly became incoherent, his body couldn't help shaking, he curled up, and looked around nervously.
Suddenly, he stood up suddenly and ran away again.
There, another car came from a distance.
Of course I couldn't watch him commit suicide again, so I quickly grabbed him and tried my best to prevent him from running away.
Fortunately, I have regained some strength now, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to hold him back.
The car quickly approached, it was an ambulance.
I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly worked with the medical staff to lift the driver into the car.
There was also this guy who was about to commit suicide. I saw that he was in a bad state, so I dragged him along and put us in the ambulance.
After arriving at the hospital, we sent the driver to the emergency room first. The buddy and I were fine, so we sat outside the door and waited.
He was restless and always wanted to run away, but I told him that in such a serious traffic accident, you are directly involved and cannot run away. You must wait here for the traffic police to come and investigate.
He was frightened by me and could only sit down and wait.
Taking this time, I asked him in detail what was going on.
He didn't hide anything this time. He told me everything just like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.
He said that his name was Cheng Guiyi, he was twenty years old, he had done well in studies and should have been admitted to a key university, but during his freshman year in high school, something happened at home.
First, his father accidentally got into a traffic accident while driving, and almost died. His whole body was bloody and bloody, and he managed to save his life.
His mother was also in the car at the time. Because she was frightened, she was not in good spirits afterwards. She became frightened when she heard the slightest movement and became extremely nervous when riding in the car.
After a while, he started having nightmares.
At first, he would dream about a big black python, a high cliff, and a person who kept kicking him off the cliff.
He almost always experiences the feeling of weightlessness, and then he also dreams about many dead people, about dead people getting married in sedan chairs, and about dead people singing in operas.
The most outrageous time was when he dreamed that a man said to him viciously: If you don't repay the debt you owe us, I will kill you.
From then on, he often dreamed of that man, and every time he was fierce.
He was in a trance during that period, and he had the courage to tell his family about these dreams, but no one cared about him.
Because his father is a truck driver. After the car accident, his driver's license was revoked and he could not drive. He worked odd jobs here and there. When he was in a bad mood, he drank at home.
He didn't care about family matters at all. Every time he talked too much, his father would scold him, saying that he didn't want to study all day and only thought about these messy things.
His mother was not in good spirits, and he didn't want to talk about it for fear of irritating his mother.
Later, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I quietly told my mother that I always had nightmares and wanted my mother to find someone to look at her.
Who knows, his mother scolded him, saying that he was thinking wildly and doing useless things every day, so she bought him a bunch of exercises so that he could study hard.
His father saw what he said was pitiful, so he went out and bought a book of quotations and asked him to put it under his pillow, saying it could ward off evil spirits.
He tried it, and it really worked. For more than twenty days, he didn't have nightmares anymore.
But this thing can only be managed temporarily and cannot solve the fundamental problem.
He didn't have many nightmares anymore, but something more terrifying came.
He felt hairy every day, and felt that no matter where he went, the man in his dream was following behind him.
When he was washing his face, he felt someone was looking at him from behind.
When he went to the toilet, he felt that a hand might reach out from the toilet and touch him.
While he was eating, he felt that there was a face in the vegetable soup smiling strangely at him.
When he was sleeping, he felt that there was a body lying under the bed.
When he was in class, he felt...the teacher seemed to have turned into a female ghost, looking at everyone in the classroom sinisterly, as if he was picking his prey.
In short, he felt like something was spying on him all the time.
