This driving style, which is similar to running away in the middle of the night, must be quite uneasy for the person involved, Zheng Yucheng. The lane change just now was a mistake. The heavy car was shaking hard under his body, as if it was ready to push him down at any time. On the side of the road.
He stared intently at the dusty driveway that stretched far into the distance, with dense, lush and increasingly hazy trees on both sides of the road. The sand flying across the windshield looked loose and wet.
Although the voice in his head kept urging him to move forward, his stomach kept moving strangely. If he could breathe freely, his voice would definitely change the tone.
“Our world is full of all kinds of mysterious events, such as spring flowers growing in the cold winter; natural watermelons produced in summer, which are not as high in sugar as those in greenhouses in winter; or a star continuously surrounding a black hole. Provide nutrients." Jiang Zhenyu was explaining with a smile on the car radio. At the same time, the mobile phone left on the passenger seat made a brief crackling noise again.
Zheng Yucheng gritted his teeth and told himself that what he was holding tightly with his fingers was not the steering wheel, but a grenade that was about to explode, so he couldn't be distracted for a moment.
"License plate number An A3331 is now entering Yanan Airport."
In the empty airport hall, the floor-to-ceiling glass windows were decorated with brilliant colors by the overflowing sunset. At the check-in gate, the woman who had exchanged currency looked into the distance with emotion. "No, Brother Yucheng. Although I can ask friends for help, I won't be able to find her latest news after the car is parked." Zhou Mingyao gasped in the voice box.
The nervous and collapsed mental defense suddenly collapsed, and the force of Zheng Yucheng's soul that suddenly sank into his heart caused the car to jolt violently. His body also began to fall to one side, but before the car completely brought him down, he still managed to stabilize the car. But then, the phone fell to the ground below the co-pilot with a "snap".
Zheng Yucheng's mind was thinking about a million possibilities. The turning car sped out in front of Zheng Yucheng, and the rumbling engine next to him also stopped. When the heavy muffled sound began to echo in his ears, Zheng Yucheng felt that adrenaline had begun to surge in his blood vessels. .
After the car was calm for about two seconds, Zheng Yucheng leaned slightly to touch his phone. Although the steering wheel did not move much, the car still made a rumbling sound, which sounded like an angry lion. Zheng Yucheng's fingers gripping the steering wheel so tightly felt pain.
"Huh! It's so thrilling!" For the sake of safety, after a brief hesitation, he quickly retracted his sight that was left in the corner. At this moment, the endless flow of cars roared under every driver, especially the Accord driven by Zheng Yucheng. It seemed to be completely in a bad state of being angry and hungry.
The car shook Zheng Yucheng's arm, and after a while, the soft sound coming from the mobile phone began to cycle.
You don't need to look to know that it must be her. Li Chengmei is simply "Ultimate Yama!" Zheng Yucheng muttered, feeling confused and helpless. But this time it’s not just incoming calls that are scrolling, but text messages that race against the clock. When the situation progressed to this point, the voice in Zheng Yucheng's mind had no choice but to start fighting to the death with the roar of the car.
Zheng Yucheng turned his head, stubbornly accelerating, and laughed in confusion at the mobile phone that continued to work.
Just when Zheng Yucheng intermittently stretched his hand to the ground of the passenger seat, he felt the wind that had just disappeared. The wind blew against his forehead and violently brushed his hair behind his ears. The force was so strong that it seemed invisible. It felt like someone was pulling on his head. Zheng Yucheng desperately resisted the urge to vomit. Adrenaline rushed into his cells and stung his blood vessels.
The purple-black trees and the ever-changing and twisted group of cars flashed past him. Zheng Yucheng wished he couldn't press the brakes with enough force to jump up. But it was too late. A burst of lightning completely put an end to his wild speculations. When the steering wheel returned to its position and the phone was firmly held in his palm, a blurry black wall appeared in Zheng Yucheng's eyes.
When Zheng Yucheng realized that the road was slowly turning in circles with him, his forehead seemed to be sliding across the wet sand, and then he hit something hard again. The noise was still humming to himself in the ears. Finally, the car stopped bumping. At the moment when the beautiful sunset was scattered by the deep blue night, Zheng Yucheng's face fell firmly into a thick red algae.
"In this strange world, the most bizarre thing is love. Only love will not be bound by any restrictions. Because love and non-love are both free. Even lovers who are in love with each other and are committed to each other will change in their lives. In the end, she became your enemy of life and death. From this point of view, among the countless enemies encountered in 650,000 hours, the most powerful and worst one is—your wife..."
Zheng Yucheng was in a trance and dizzy. But before falling into a deep sleep, he vaguely heard three voices whispering at the same time: Yage surrounded by flowing crimson, the voice in his head, and some worse notes...
"There is a weirdo who is more domineering than me living in my home..." Jiang Zhenyu's magnetic voice is really the key to triggering hallucinations.
The moment the broadcast stopped, Zheng Yucheng felt as if he was flying in a roadless wilderness. The feeling of high speed and freedom when the wind blew on his face temporarily short-circuited his brain. In the eyes of the people who slowly gathered in front of the Accord, the mouth of the handsome man in the driver's seat was slightly drooped, and the wrinkles on his neck and nose were wrinkled together without any features.
Then, the coldness slowly froze his whole body from his heart.
"Hello! Hello, teacher... I'm sorry that I always cause you trouble. I'm really sorry." Li Chengmei stood in the low utility room where her head could touch her head even if she tiptoed a little, with a faint blush already covering her face.
"Why do you want me to come over now? But my work is not over yet. Can you see if you can..." After hearing the slightly sarcastic words on the other side of the phone, Li Chengmei's face quickly changed from blush to pink.
Supervisor Zheng Minhe's thoughts were interrupted by a faint conversation coming from inside the door. It was impossible to turn a deaf ear to such a thing. She slowly placed her hand on the doorknob, ready to find out.
"I really should have called you earlier, but I always thought that the child's father might pick it up on my behalf..."
"What? You can't contact the child's father either?"
The other party just asked a brief question, but it contained a trace of contempt that anyone could clearly feel.
"You misunderstood, we are not a divorced couple, let alone a reorganized family..." Li Chengmei couldn't help but stammered the answer because of panic.
"What do you mean? Is this a meeting gift? I see, I will bring it over later, please take the trouble..."
"Li Chengmei! Why are you here at this time?!"
Zheng Minha growled and opened the door. In the narrow kitchen that smelled faintly of rancidity, Li Seungmi was talking to herself and immersed in the phone. Because the person standing at the end of the line of sight was the supervisor, Chengmei was so frightened that she quickly hid the phone in her pocket, then almost jumped up with a flutter.
"What are you talking about on the phone just now? Please, miss! Your guests are waiting for your service in your box! How can you just leave?! Do you regard your company as a travel agency?" Zheng Minhe shouted.
"I'm sorry, supervisor, but no one can pick up the child on my behalf." Li Chengmei's eyes were hot, and her black jade-like pupils gradually became cold and constricted.
"Did I emphasize to you early in the morning that there are group customers coming today! Situations like this happen every day, so your family should make arrangements in advance!"
The sound from above made Seung-mei jump. Zheng Minha's eyes were very intense, and Li Seung-mei stood motionless and remained silent.
"Li Chengmei, do you have no parents, or does your husband not have one?!" The two people looked at each other, and Min He's eyes lost some purity, revealing the cruelty that had been continuously filtered, fermented and purified.
Li Chengmei suddenly had the urge to tear off her clothes and hair. But she still tried to restrain herself.
Perhaps it is to prevent hatred from causing trouble and causing a greater tragedy. The two men stood on the other side of the wall of rejection they had just built.
"Let the guests lie there for several minutes. Li Chengmei, you are also a person who has received formal training. Do you think your behavior is reasonable? Even if I am willing to be accommodating, I have to look at the actual situation. There are so many guests, who do you want to replace them? Are you going to fulfill your obligations? Are you asking me as the supervisor?! Please, I also have a family and children, but I won’t be as confused as you, no matter where I am or what I am doing. "
Unknowingly, Min Ha's tone when speaking to Lee Seung Mi had changed from harsh and fierce to too gentle. The fierce and cold eyes were gradually replaced by softness, but an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Li Chengmei looked at her intently, her face was pale, and she seemed to be a little convulsed.
"I also know that what I do is not good for everyone, but you just said that you also have children. Can you imagine the feeling of a child waiting alone in the classroom after all his classmates have been picked up by their families? "Li Chengmei stared at Minhe with a face full of questions and tears.
"Don't tell me this. This is your family matter, not mine. I can't control it, and I don't want to!" Minhe stopped Li Chengmei's struggle with a calm and monotonous voice.
"Zheng Yucheng..." At this time, Li Chengmei was shaking as if she had been slapped countless times. With his back against the wall, he didn't have to shake his head like a rattle, but the next moment his heart began to beat violently and irregularly. Anxious, she put the phone in her arms, and while pacing back and forth, her hands formed a cross and begged to the dark sky.
"Really! You just don't answer the phone, Zheng Yucheng, are you dead?!" The uneven tone woke her up like a spell. Li Chengmei grabbed the door handle with one hand, struggling and shouting hysterically.
