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The sky is dark and the shadow of the tree under the streetlights is gently swaying. There are no other passers-by and no vehicles passing by.
The wood slammed the brakes in the cold summer and the bicycle stopped at the intersection. She did not expect that she would bump into such a serious scene.
A black car, rolled over on the side of the road. The glass was broken and the half body had been deformed. The wheels are still spinning in vain. The people inside don’t know how to live and die. A few meters away, a large truck was rolled into the green belt and the front of the car was hit.
The wood was cold and summer, and the big truck was restarted. I wanted to start running. Wood cold summer immediately shouted: "Wait!" The truck accelerated.
In the cold winter, I pulled out my mobile phone from my pocket and took a few shots.
The truck ran far.
In the cold winter, the bicycle was parked on the side of the road, and my heart was a little nervous. I called the ambulance first and then reported the police. This ran to the car next to it, stopping a few steps away. No one in the back row, the co-pilot sat on a woman, his head was broken, his eyes were closed, and he was fainted. A young man is sitting in the driver's seat. There was also a lot of blood on his face, staring at her.
His skin is very white, but his eyes are deep, like a certain static and deep thing, like a reef, watching her.
Wood cold summer and softly asked: "Can you move? Do you want me to help you out?"
The man’s voice is low and dumb: “Help me out.”
He was too calm and did not have the slightest fear of a car accident. Mu Hanxia couldn't help but look at him more and more, and when he met his almost cold eyes, she immediately retracted.
Wood cold summer opened the door, he handed an arm to her, Mu Hanxia helped him, and carefully came out of the car.
The surroundings are still very quiet, only the slight sound of the wind blowing the leaves. It’s almost twelve o'clock, and this is another very good intersection. No wonder no one passes.
In the cold winter, he helped him to lie down on the side of the road, and he sat down with a slight gasp. Although he looked thin, people are so high, the skeleton is big, so for a while, the pressure is cold and tired.
The two stayed quiet for a few seconds and he said, "Call the ambulance."
Wood cold summer: "Called."
He added: "Is there any... record the license plate number?" It seems a bit difficult to talk.
Wood cold summer looked down at him. The hair and the suit are all blood, the suit is a high-end goods, and the wrist is still wearing a Rolex. The light shines on his face, the outline is clear, but the color is pale. Obviously, this is the Lord who is used to arrogance, and has not said thank you to her until now.
Mu Hanxia said: "The license plate number has been taken, it is very clear. Just call the police again, rest assured. However, you said that the more you speak now, the faster the blood will flow?"
The man glanced at her and said a little after a while: "Thank you."
Wood and summer smiled slightly, turned and pulled out two T-shirts from his backpack, and this is the only one. She tied one firmly to the thigh he was still bleeding, and the other picked it up, helping him wipe the blood on his face a little.A clean, soft T-shirt with a light aroma. The man felt her hand and moved very gently on the face. The blood in the eyebrows was wiped clean and comfortable. The body was still in pain, and he felt the rush of trouble coming into his mind and gently rubbing his eyes.
"Go and see my companion," he said.
"it is good."
In the cold winter, the car turned to the side of the car. The woman was still in a coma, and it seemed to be stuck. The wood was cold and summer, and she dared not move. She ventured into her breath and let her breath.
Mu Hanxia returned to the man: "Your friend is alive, but still not awake."
He said: "Don't move her."
Mu Hanxia: "Why should I move her?"
The two looked at each other for a moment, Mu Hanxia said: "Well, I can't help you anything else. The ambulance should arrive soon, stick to it." Just finished thinking, got the bottle and gave it to the bag. He, slammed, his hand was held.
A cold winter and a summer.
He fixedly looked at her: "Don't go, look after me here."
The wood cold summer condition reflection wants to pull back, but don't see that he was seriously injured, in the end is a man, the wood cold summer actually did not break free. Moreover, his hand is actually whiter than her, big and slender, and at the same time, it is also a double-pampered hand.
Wood winter and summer have to say: "I did not go! Let go."
He did not rely on it, and still kept her hand firmly. Every finger of the wood cold summer is entangled by his fingers. And his eyes, slightly open, seemingly confused.
"The ambulance arrived before..." he whispered, "If you leave, I will lie on you."
Wood cold summer: "..."
This person! Who did she save?
"You... how are you jealous? Can you tell the police that I flew your car with the physical body?"
The man closed his eyes and his mouth was slightly raised and he did not speak.
Wood winter and summer had no choice but to hold his hand.
But she knows that at this moment he is estimated that the mind is indeed unclear. When I rescued him, it was so calm, and now I am confused. I know I have to rely on her.
Time passed by, and in the middle of the night, it gradually began to wind up. His eyes were always closed, and he looked down at him in the cold winter.
The man's forehead is wide, his eyebrows are high, and his nose is very straight. It is not the kind of handsome and handsome, on the contrary, his facial features are very simple, revealing a kind of tough and clear taste.
"If the oil tank leaks, you will go by yourself." He closed his eyes and suddenly said.
The wood is cold and cold in the summer, A: "Reassured, I just paid special attention to the fuel tank. There is no oil leakage for the time being. And it really has to explode. Save the people and save the Buddha and send it to the west. I will walk with you. Your friend. I can't take care of it."
He was silent for a while, and suddenly his mouth hooked: "You have so much strength? The wrist is so thin."
Mu Hanxia said: "Then you look away, I am a salesperson who works in the supermarket."
He said faintly: "The liar." Raised his eyelids and looked at her: "There is no such smart and clever salesperson."
Mu Hanxia smiled: "Hey, I see your consciousness is quite clear, I said the second half."He didn't talk any more, closed his eyes, his brows were wrinkled together, it seemed to be very painful, and holding her hand was even tighter. In the end, he still felt that he was very guilty. He whispered in his ear and said, "Reassure, I really won’t go, I will stay with you."
He didn't talk, didn't move, breathed evenly, and seemed to be asleep.
Waiting for a while, I finally heard the sound of an ambulance. The wooden cold summer hand gently pulled out from the palm of his hand, picked up the phone, thinking about waiting for the photo to be handed over to the police, and suddenly bowed.
The light passed through the leaves, casting a mottled and quiet silhouette on his face. Although his suit is messy, he still has blood on his body, and he looks like he is embarrassed. But Mu Hanxia still feels that his side face has a taste more than any man she has ever seen.
In the cold winter, he lifted his mobile phone and sneaked him down.
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The working hours of Leya Supermarket was 7 o'clock. It was only at 3 o'clock last night, and it was returned to the home from the police station at 3 o'clock last night. The bus was black on both eyes.
When she arrived at the early shop downstairs in the supermarket, she was so weak that she asked for a bowl of rice noodles. She just smashed two, and He Jing came.
He Jingfeng was sitting on the opposite side of her, and she looked at the light of the gossip: "Hey Axia, have you read the news? Yesterday night, we were happy to die, and the daughter of the Yongzheng Group, Cheng Weiwei, was in a car accident!"
The wood is cold and summer, just like a wandering soul. Putting powder into your mouth, it’s only two shots later: "Car accident?"
"Yeah." He Jing handed the phone to her.
"Yongzheng Group Marketing Director Cheng Weiwei and friends suffered a car accident" - under the black eye-catching news headline, the map is exactly the intersection of last night, but there is no vehicle wreck.
"Oh, I know." Mu Hanxia said, "I met the night shift yesterday, or the ambulance I called for them. It should be... out of danger now."
"Ah!" He Jing squinted, "Really?"
In the cold winter, I told her about the last night. Just did not say the details of getting along with the man.
After listening to He Jing, it was a look that hated iron and steel. "So?"
"That's it."
"You didn't give someone a call, what are the rewards? People are super rich people, you saved their lives, and they left without a word. Let them check you with a check!"
Mu Hanxia listened to music and said with a look of remorse: "Yes, my consciousness is too low. Next time, I will definitely seize the opportunity and never let go!"
The two laughed for a while, but He Jing said seriously: "But this thing, you should not tell others. Although saving people is right, Yongzheng is now competing with us very fiercely. If it is passed to the leader's ear, I might mind if I feel in my heart."
Mu Hanxia answered: "Well, I know."
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