Cui Zijing actually had a good chat with the driver.
Back to an earlier time, the two slipped out the back door to the parking lot.
Cui Zijing asked: "I didn't hear you talking just now, were you scared by those reporters?"
The driver said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice, "Well, not really."
"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I've lived for most of my life and I've never seen anything like this."
"That amazing little girl is really amazing."
When talking about Lin Jiaqiao, Cui Zijing smiled a little, "He is really amazing. My dad said that he is the best media person he has ever seen."
The driver nodded. "No wonder, she's so eloquent that even He doesn't dare to talk back."
“She didn’t have a good life, but she’s a very strong kid.”
Cui Zijing listened carefully for a while and asked tentatively: "Dad, are you crying?"
Cui Baixing tried hard to put on a smile, but his voice was choked with sobs: "No. I'm just, very sad."
"She shouldn't have died."
"I always feel that I harmed her."
Cui Zijing fumbled and held her father's hand, "No."
"You always save people, you never kill anyone."
Cui Boxing said nothing more.
He squatted down and placed the flowers in front of An Xile's tombstone: "We agreed that when you get married, Uncle Cui will send you to the groom."
"I've asked around. The custom here is for the father to prepare the bouquet."
"I've been here so many times, but I've always been empty-handed. I'll make it up to you today."
"Don't blame Uncle Cui."
Cui Zijing could tell that her father was really sad. She secretly said in her heart, "Sister, my father's life is really not easy."
He has helped many people, and he definitely doesn't mean to hurt you.
If you don't blame him, just go and tell him in his dream.
Cui Zijing was thinking this, and Cui Baixing said, "Let's go, let's go back."
At this time, the wind blew by, and Cui Zijing sniffed, "I seem to smell the same smell again. It's the fishy mint smell, so strong."
Cui Boxing didn't take it seriously: "That old man just came out from this road. He must be here to visit someone."
Cui Zijing stopped talking.
When the two got down the mountain, they found that there were many cars waiting in front of the cemetery, and the drivers were gathered in twos and threes, smoking and chatting.
When Cui Boxing asked, he found out that the road ahead was under construction and was temporarily closed to traffic.
Cui Zijing finally remembered what Lin Jiaqiao said, and she felt panicky. She asked Cui Baixing: "What time is it now? When will the road be repaired?"
Cui Boxing checked the time. "It's 4:20. The road has been under repair for a while. It will probably be finished in another half an hour."
He didn't remember Lin Jiaqiao's words at all, and thought Cui Zijing was worried that she wouldn't be able to return to the team on time, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, we will go back and report to the coach on time."
Hearing that there was plenty of time, Cui Zijing felt a little relieved.
She had been busy for most of the day and now she relaxed and fell asleep quickly.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally woke up. She reached into her pocket for her phone to check the time, but it was gone.
She panicked a little and called out to the person beside her: "Dad?"
No one responded to her.
Cui Zijing became even more panicked.
She fumbled for the button and after several tries, she finally got the window down.
She shouted outside, "Dad!"
Cui Baixing immediately responded to her loudly: "Coming!"
He was chatting with someone and said goodbye in a hurry. When he got back to the car, he said happily: "You really picked the right time. The road has just been repaired."
Cui Zijing was also happy, "Can we go back now?"
"Yes." Cui Boxing said, handing her the phone from the dashboard: "I was worried that it would disturb you while you were resting, so I turned it to silent mode for you."
"Can you transfer back by yourself?"
As if worried about being looked down upon, Cui Zijing switched the mode back to the blind mode as soon as he finished speaking.
The electronic female voice reported: "The time is now, evening, twenty-two o'clock, thirteen minutes."
Cui Zijing was shocked: "So late!"
Cui Boxing comforted him: "Don't worry, I have already asked the coach for leave."
At this time, Cui Zijing smelled the familiar smell of mint mixed with fishy smell again.
The road was apparently very flat, but Cui Zijing heard the sound of bells ringing.
Some ominous signs became more and more obvious. Her heart began to shrink a little bit in the spring night breeze, beating wildly with nervous "thump thump".
But she didn't dare to disturb Cui Boxing and could only nervously pinch her fingers.
Cui Baixing noticed her nervousness and joked, "A life without skipping classes is incomplete. Today, Dad will take you—"
Before he finished speaking, he stepped on the emergency brake.
Cui Zijing was so nervous that she almost screamed. She asked loudly: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Cui Baixing was also startled and quickly replied: "It's okay, it's okay. An animal just jumped out. It should be a cat or a dog or something like that. It scared me."
Cui Zijing finally breathed a sigh of relief and hit her father in dissatisfaction, "Drive seriously, don't joke around."
"Why are you so serious? You're just a little girl, not lively at all." Cui Baixing also felt aggrieved, muttering, "I'm not afraid that you'll be anxious, so I chose a small path to take a shortcut."
Just as he was about to start the car, there was a huge impact force hitting him from behind.
The force was so strong that it flipped the car over. The father and daughter were caught off guard and were thrown out by the force, hitting the airbag.
In a daze, Cui Zijing first heard the faint sound of a bell, and then the car door opened and a pair of cold hands patted her face.
Her mind was still blank. She struggled to grab the hand of the person who came and tried her best to squeeze out a word: "... Save."
The man pulled his hand back immediately as if he was stung by a bee and slammed the car door shut.
Cui Zijing was stunned for a moment before she understood the situation and called out weakly, "Dad?"
No one answered her.
She stretched out her hand and carefully groped to the side, touching the wet and sticky liquid.
Her nasal cavity slowly began to work and she smelled a strong smell of blood.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she smelled the fishy mint scent again.
A little richer than before.
The car was overturned and the cell phone fell out. Cui Zijing felt around with difficulty and finally found her cell phone.
The phone was a little far from her, and she couldn't reach it even when she stretched out her arms. The buckle of the seat belt seemed to be broken, and she tried twice but still couldn't open it.
Just as she was about to try for the third time, the impact came again.
That man wanted to kill them all.
Cui Zijing felt as if her chest was about to be burst by the airbag. She struggled desperately but could not move, as if her brain had lost control of her body.
When the car completely flipped over, Cui Zijing was hit on the head by something. She held on to the last bit of strength and reached out to catch it.
A familiar voice announcement sounded, it was her cell phone.
She wanted to speak and asked the voice assistant to call Lin Jiaqiao, but she was too weak to make any sound.
She felt dizzy, the dark world suddenly had color, she saw countless noise points floating in the air. She felt the strength leaving her body little by little, she could no longer hold the phone.
Lin Jiaqiao called Cui Boxing in the afternoon and had a bad feeling when she heard that he hadn't returned yet. In the evening, she called the disabled training base and heard that the father and daughter hadn't returned yet. Her bad feeling almost became reality.
She called Cui Boxing and Cui Zijing respectively, but no one answered.
Lin Jiaqiao didn't know the exact location where Cui Boxing had the accident, she only knew the approximate section of the road. She wanted to call an ambulance, but then she thought that this approach was too unreliable.
She decided to go there by herself.
But she didn't have a car.
Almost without hesitation, she called Qin Guan.
Qin Guan had not bought a Bentley at that time, and was driving his father's discarded Audi A6.
The two met at the entrance of the newspaper office. After Lin Jiaqiao told Qin Guan her destination, she thought Qin Guan would ask her why she was so crazy. But Qin Guan just urged her, "Get in the car!"
The reasons Lin Jiaqiao prepared could only remain in his heart.
She asked, "Aren't you curious about what we are doing in the middle of nowhere at night?"
Qin Guan glanced at her and said, "Don't you often dream about reporter Cui getting into a car accident? I knew you wouldn't be satisfied unless you went to see it yourself."
After that, he started the car: "Close the door, let's go."
Lin Jiaqiao was very touched: "I thought you would scold me?"
Qin Guan was fed up: "Lin Zhizhi, please have some conscience when you speak. When have I ever scolded you?"
Lin Jiaqiao thought so too. Although Qin Guan was always sarcastic and implicit, he had never scolded her.
Lin Jiaqiao said: "Guan Guan, you are so nice."
Qin Guan snorted coldly: "Don't try to fool me with sweet words. I won't fall for it."
The place where Cui Baixing had the accident was a bit remote. Lin Jiaqiao set up the navigation, but found that Qin Guan already knew the location and was rushing there.
Lin Jiaqiao praised: "You are worthy of being called Guan Guan Zai. You know this even in such a remote place. You are amazing."
Qin Guan glanced at her and sighed helplessly.
The two arrived at about 11:30, and in another half hour, April 20th would be over.
This is a three-way intersection. Lin Jiaqiao didn't know which road to choose. They were at the intersection of three roads.
The intersection was pitch black and quiet, yet it seemed to contain countless dangers.
Lin Jiaqiao calmed down a little. According to the original timeline, Cui Boxing would have been sent to the ambulance by now. This road should never have been so peaceful.
Seeing her brows relax, Qin Guan asked: "Are you relieved?"
Lin Jiaqiao rubbed his head against Qin Guan's shoulder: "I'm really, too nervous."
"I'll call the base again. Maybe they've already gone back."
As soon as she took out her phone, it rang. She was so scared that she almost dropped the phone.
She looked carefully and saw that it was the location information sent by Cui Zijing.
This is a small road in the urban-rural junction, with a protective forest on the side of the road and large tracts of farmland in the middle. The road is paved with cement and has been used for many years, so it is full of potholes.
Only the street lights on one side of the road were on, and the dim light couldn't illuminate places too far away.
Lin Jiaqiao and the others found Cui Boxing's car only when they got closer.
The black Honda was badly damaged and turned over on the side of the road like a scrap metal. There was a puddle of dark liquid next to the car. It was unclear whether it was leaked gasoline or blood.
As soon as the car stopped, the two rushed out.
"Call an ambulance." Qin Guan shouted to Lin Jiaqiao and rushed to the car to save people.
The car door was damaged and couldn't be opened, but fortunately the car window glass was also broken. Qin Guan wanted to reach in to open the door, but Lin Jiaqiao had already reached in.
She was very clever and wrapped her hand with her sleeve to avoid getting hurt. She said to Qin Guan: "Your hand is very important. We will need to save them later. - It's open. What should we do?"
Qin Guan wanted to scold her, but now he didn't have time.
Based on the principle of proximity, they opened the passenger door.
Qin Guan took out the flashlight from his cell phone and carefully checked Cui Zijing's condition.
Because she had eye problems, observing her pupils was useless. Qin Guan placed his middle and index fingers on her neck to check her heartbeat:
“…heartbeat is normal.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Zijing suddenly opened her lifeless eyes.
“…Help, save my dad.” She cried weakly.