The sky was still dark, and the shadows of the trees under the street lamps swayed gently. No other passers-by and no vehicles passed by.
Mu Hanxia squeezed the brakes violently, and the bicycle stopped at the intersection. She did not expect that she would encounter such a serious scene.
A black car rolled over on the side of the road. The glass was shattered, and half of the car body had been knocked out of shape. The wheels were still spinning in vain in the air. The people inside don't know how to live or die. And a few meters away, a large truck also rolled into the green belt, and the front of the car collapsed.
Mu Hanxia was stunned, but the big truck restarted and wanted to run. Mu Hanxia immediately shouted loudly: "Wait!" But the truck accelerated.
Mu Hanxia took out his phone from his pocket and took a few pictures in a row.
The truck ran away.
Mu Hanxia parked her bicycle on the side of the road and felt a little nervous. She called an ambulance first, and then called the police. Then he trotted to the car and stopped a few steps away. There was no one in the back row, the co-pilot sat a woman, her head was bleeding, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to have passed out. A young man sat in the driver's seat. There was also a lot of blood on his face, and he stared at her with open eyes.
His skin was very fair, but his eyes were deep, as if something quiet and deep had settled down, like a reef, staring at her.
Mu Hanxia asked softly, "Can you move? Do you want me to help you out?"
The man's voice was hoarse: "Help me out."
He was too calm, not at all nervous and fearful after a car accident. Mu Hanxia couldn't help but look at him more, and when she met his almost cold gaze, she immediately retreated.
Mu Hanxia opened the car door, he gave her an arm, Mu Hanxia supported him, and carefully got out of the car.
The surroundings were still quiet except for the slight sound of the wind blowing the leaves. It's almost twelve o'clock, and this is a very remote intersection. No wonder no one passes by.
Mu Hanxia helped him to the side of the road to lie down, and sat down panting slightly. Although he looked thin, he was so tall and had a big skeleton. After such a short time, Mu Hanxia was so tired.
The two were silent for a few seconds, and he said, "Call an ambulance."
Mu Hanxia: "I called."
He added, "Did you… remember the license plate number?" It seemed a little labored.
Mu Hanxia looked down at him beside him. There was blood all over the hair and the suit. The suit looked high-end, and there was a Rolex on his wrist. The light fell on his face, chiseled but pale. Obviously, this is a master who is used to bossing, and has not thanked her until now.
Mu Hanxia said: "The license plate number has been photographed, and it is very clear. I called the police just now, don't worry. However, you said that the more you talk now, the faster the blood will flow?"
The man glanced at her and said lightly after a while, "Thank you."
Mu Hanxia smiled slightly, turned around and pulled out two T-shirts from his backpack, and this was the only one left. She tied one tightly to his still bleeding thigh, picked up the other, and wiped the blood from his face a little.
A clean and soft T-shirt with a certain light fragrance. The man felt her hand move very gently on his face, the blood in his eyebrows was wiped clean, and he felt a lot more comfortable. His body was still in pain, he felt sleepy waves coming into his mind, and closed his eyes gently.
"Go and see my companion," he said.
"it is good."
Mu Hanxia walked around to the side of the car, the woman was still in a coma, and it looked like she was stuck. Mu Hanxia didn't dare to move, so she dared to sniff at her and breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Hanxia returned to the man: "Your friend is alive, but he hasn't woken up yet."
He said, "Don't touch her casually."
Mu Hanxia: "Why should I touch her casually?"
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mu Hanxia said, "Okay, I can't help you with anything else. The ambulance should be here soon, hold on." After speaking, he just got up and went to his bag to get a bottle of water. He, suddenly, took his hand.
Mu Hanxia was startled.
He looked at her fixedly: "don't go, look after me here."
Mu Hanxia's conditioned reflex wanted to pull his hand back, but even though he was seriously injured, Mu Hanxia didn't break free. Moreover, his hands are actually whiter than hers, big and slender, and at first glance they are also pampered hands.
Mu Hanxia had to say, "I didn't leave! Let go."
He didn't follow her at all, and still held her hand tightly. Every finger of Mu Hanxia was entangled by his fingers. And his eyes were slightly open and slightly closed, and it seemed that his consciousness was a little confused.
"Before the ambulance arrives..." he suddenly murmured, "if you leave, I'll lie to you."
Mu Hanxia: "…"
this man! Who the hell did she save
"You... how are you corrupted? Did you tell the police that I knocked your car flying with me?"
The man closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and stopped talking.
Mu Hanxia had no choice but to let him hold his hand.
But she knew that his mind was indeed a little unclear at this moment. When he rescued him just now, he behaved so calmly, but now he is confused and knows that he has to rely on her.
Time passed minute by minute, and in the middle of the night, the wind gradually picked up. His eyes were always closed, and Mu Hanxia looked down at him.
The man has a broad forehead, high eyebrows, and a straight nose. Not the kind of handsome handsome, on the contrary, his facial features are very simple, revealing a kind of tough and clear taste.
"If the fuel tank leaks and explodes, you go by yourself." He closed his eyes and suddenly said again.
Mu Hanxia was stunned and replied: "Don't worry, I just paid attention to the fuel tank, and there is no oil leak for the time being. And it's going to explode, save people to the end and send Buddha to the west, I'll go with you on my back. Your friend I can't take it anymore."
He was silent for a while, and suddenly the corner of his mouth hooked: "Do you have so much strength? Your wrists are so thin."
Mu Hanxia said, "Then you're wrong. I'm a salesperson working in a supermarket."
He said lightly: "Liar." He raised his eyelids and looked at her: "There is no such beautiful and clever salesperson."
Mu Hanxia smiled: "Hey, I think your consciousness is quite clear, I will say the second half."
He didn't speak any more, he closed his eyes, and his brows were lightly wrinkled together, as if in pain, and he held her hand even tighter. Mu Hanxia still felt that he suffered a lot, so she leaned into his ear and whispered, "Don't worry, I really won't leave, I will accompany you."
He didn't speak, didn't move, breathed evenly, and seemed to be asleep.
After waiting for a while, I finally heard the sound of an ambulance. Mu Hanxia gently pulled his hand out of his palm, picked up the phone, thinking that he would give the photo to the police later, and suddenly lowered his head again.
The light filtered through the leaves, casting dappled, quiet silhouettes on his face. Although his suit was messy and there was blood on his body, he looked embarrassed enough. But Mu Hanxia still felt that his profile was more flavorful than any man she had ever seen.
Mu Hanxia raised his phone and secretly took a picture of him.
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The working hours of Leya Supermarket are 7 o'clock. Mu Hanxia returned home from the police station at 3 o'clock last night, and got on the bus with two dark circles under his eyes.
When she arrived at the breakfast shop downstairs in the supermarket, she weakly asked for a bowl of rice noodles, and just after taking two bites, He Jing came.
He Jing sat down opposite her, with a face full of gossip: "Hey Axia, have you read the news? Last night, in the middle of the night, our nemesis, Cheng Weiwei, the daughter of Yongzheng Group, had a car accident!"
Mu Hanxia was as sleepy as a wandering soul, she put powder in her mouth, and it took two beats to react: "Car accident?"
"Yeah." He Jing handed her the phone.
"Cheng Weiwei, Marketing Director of Yongzheng Group, and her friends suffered a car accident" - under the black and eye-catching news headline, the accompanying picture was the intersection last night, but there was no wreckage.
"Oh, I know." Mu Hanxia said, "I met them after the night shift last night, and I called an ambulance for them. Now... let's get out of danger."
"Ah!" He Jing widened her eyes, "Really?"
Mu Hanxia briefly told her what happened last night. It just didn't say the details of getting along with that man.
After He Jing listened to it, she had an expression of hatred for not turning iron into steel: "That's it?"
"That's it."
"You didn't leave a phone call, asking for a reward or something? They are super rich. You saved their lives and left without a word. Let them hit you with a check, dear!"
Mu Hanxia listened to the joy, and said with a face of remorse: "Yes, yes, my consciousness is too low. Next time, next time, I must seize the opportunity and never let it go!"
The two laughed for a while, but He Jing said seriously: "But don't tell others about this matter. Although it is true to save people, Yongzheng is now in fierce competition with us. If it reaches the ears of the leaders, I might mind."
Mu Hanxia replied, "Well, I know."