My palms were sweaty, and my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my throat.
Song Pianran's car hit a curb. The front of the car happened to be stuck by a lamppost and could not move.
I turned the accelerator to the maximum, rushed to the side of the car, jumped off the electric car and slammed the door: "Cough, cough... Song Pianran! Song Pianran, are you alright!"
The black smoke that rose up made my eyes sore, I couldn't even open them, and I couldn't see the situation in the car at all. I opened my mouth, and the pungent smell slid into my throat like crazy.
I didn't care so much, I shouted Song Pianran's name loudly, and groped for the position of the door handle with both hands, trying to open the door.
"Song Pianran! How are you, Song Pianran! Song Pianran, say something!"
The black smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and I felt a burning sensation on my eyelids, my eyes were sore, my nostrils were filled with a strong smell of gasoline, and my physiological tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Cough cough... Song Pianran, hold on!"
I managed to touch the handle of the car, but I couldn't open the door. Song Pianran in the car didn't respond. My heart sank into an ice cellar in despair. Leaning into the car window, he wanted to climb into the car and pull Song Pianran out.
"Song Pianran! Song Pianran, how are you! Song Pianran... um..."
A warm and soft palm stretched out from behind, tightly covering my mouth and nose, the clean and refreshing lemon smell instantly cut off the pungent and sour gasoline smell.
It's Song Pianran, I know it's Song Pianran, I smell him.
I bought him his lemon-scented hand sanitizer, and I knew it was him.
Thank goodness!
Song Pianran's other hand tightly wrapped around my waist, picked me up and carried me back, until it was a few dozen meters away from the car, before putting me on the open space.
"cough...cough...cough..."
I opened my mouth and breathed in the fresh air, trying hard to open my eyes, but my eyes were still sore, and tears could not help flowing down.
Song Pianran grabbed me fiercely, wiped my face rudely with her palm, helped me wipe away the messy tears, and yelled at me while wiping: "Are you stupid?! Well! Do you want to be smoked to death?! You still want to climb into the car, how come you have never seen such courage!"
His hand was pulling on my face and it hurt. I was anxious and aggrieved. I patted his hand in a fit of rage and yelled back at him: "It's not all because I thought you were in there!"
"What's the use of you going in when I'm inside? Let's die together?!" He didn't know why he was so angry, "You don't know how to call the police!"
"How can I take care of you so much in there!" I stabbed my neck and roared louder than him.
I rubbed my eyelids vigorously, and finally opened my eyes. Song Pianran in front of me was unscathed, except for a little messy hair, a little dirty clothes, and a little embarrassed image, which seemed to be unharmed.
After confirming that Song Pianran was fine, my heart that was hanging high finally fell to the ground, and my breathing returned to a normal rhythm.
Song Pianran never spoke, and stared at me with deep eyes.
I was stared so my scalp was numb and I shook all over before I remembered what I had just done.
Did I just yell at Song Pianran
Hold! I just yelled at Song Pianran!
It turned out that it wasn't Song Pianran who tested this little car accident, it was me.
I was thinking about whether I should kneel down and hug Song Pianran's thigh and cry and apologize, but Song Pianran suddenly laughed.
He bent down a little, looked at me flatly, held my face in both hands, and said seriously, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have killed you just now, thank you for saving me."
Song Pianran's eyes were clear and lingering, as if there was a spring water in it, dangling around, making me a little dizzy and my cheeks hot.
Why is Song Pianran a little... sweet today.
I saw myself in his eyes, my hair was in a tangle, my eyes were swollen like jujubes, and my face was covered with tears.
I felt a little itchy in my nose, and then I saw in Song Pianran's eyes, a crystal clear snot fell out of my nostrils and hung above my lips.
Silence, silence is not only Cambridge tonight, silence is Qi Yu by the side of the road.
Song Pianran and I looked at each other for a while, and he suddenly burst out laughing.
Might as well just be choked to death by the smoke!
Fortunately, it was a minor car accident, and it was all right after the smoke cleared. Surrounded by a vast farmland, there was not a single person at first glance.
Song Pianran squatted down at the front tire and looked: "The tire is scratched."
I leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, the front wheel in the direction of the driver's seat was scratched with three deep scratches by hard objects such as steel bars. When the car was just started, it could not be detected. Driving for a long time is likely to cause explosions. fetal.
So Song Pianran didn't run into the curb because I laughed too excitedly because of the joke just now
It was me who took the boss's belly with the heart of a working boy.
I bowed my head in shame for a second.
Song Pianran stood up and kicked the car door fiercely: "Which orphan who hated the rich scraped Lao Tzu's car!"
I squatted beside the car, afraid to speak out.
Not everyone hating the rich will do the crazy thing of scratching the tires of other people's cars.
Like me, I just cursed this guy for a flat tire in his heart.
Besides, if you are really a passer-by who hates the rich, it is almost enough to find a small pebble and scratch the car body a few times. It takes a long time and a lot of effort to squat on the side of the tire to scrape the tire to such a tragic effect.
wrong? ! Why is it that the more you think about it, the more wrong things are
The place where I ate just now was expensive, and all the luxury cars were parked around it. There was no reason for Song Pianran to decline like this, but his car was picked to scratch the tires.
Song Pianran's Bentley Flying Spur has been driven out quite a few times, and the license plate number is not a secret. Fans and media circles can recognize whose car it is at a glance.
Song Pianran, who was on the side, was pulling out his mobile phone and preparing to call the police. I jumped up quickly, grabbed his mobile phone and pressed it to hang up.
Song Pianran looked at me with wide eyes: "Qi Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"
"Maybe it was Heizi or the paparazzi. It's not long before the media will arrive, and you may not know how to make a fuss." I explained to Song Pianran seriously, "Now is the critical moment for your album recording. "
Song Pianran frowned when she heard my words.
I took out the car key from my pocket and handed it to Song Pianran: "You drive my electric car and go first, I'll stay here and deal with it."
"No." Song Pianran refused, "I don't worry about leaving you alone."
I put the key into Song Pianran's hand: "What's wrong with this! Dear boss, I have grown up. Let my solid arm be your solid harbor!"
I flexed my arms and wanted to show off my biceps.
Song Pianran: …
I turned my head and took a look. My arm only had biceps and no muscles, so I retracted my hand embarrassingly.
"If it's just me, it's just a small traffic accident, the police uncle will just come and make a record. If you get involved, this matter will never end, and my follow-up work will be more, boss you. Just go first!"
I put my hands together, winked and begged him.
Song Pianran held the key and turned to look at the speeding electric car I was lying on the side of the road with an unnaturally stiff expression.
I tentatively asked, "Boss, do you know how to drive an electric car?"
Song Pianran snorted.
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Today's Xiao Song is a sweet lemon flavor~
[How many fairies do you comment on the starfish jade pendant? Maybe Xiao Song Xiaoyu can swim? (shy)