In the middle of the night, heavy rain fell from the sky, and it hit the windshield with a violent crackling sound. The wipers shook quickly, but the blur in front of them was still unable to be swept away.
While I was driving, I continued to call Murong Mingyue, but I still couldn't get through again and again, which made people even more worried.
The sky, the thunder rumbling, and the lightning bolts seem to be a weapon to tear the world apart, illuminating everything around it, and people can't help but sigh that the power of nature is so majestic.
"Dudu..."
The whistle sounded, and the road ahead was slightly blocked. I looked up, um, I have reached the highway entrance, there is a large backlog of vehicles, and a line of shocking words swayed on the LED screen in front: "There is a small road in the five kilometers ahead. The area collapsed and caused a traffic accident. Please drive with caution."
I frowned, and secretly prayed to Murong Mingyue that there would be nothing wrong with it. It might be because of a traffic accident that was blocked on the road. In this thunderstorm, the signal of the mobile phone might be interfered.
However, I still took the card and went straight to the high speed, which was really uneasy.
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The X12 swiftly passed in the wind, and the heavy rain slapped the vehicle, which made people feel more anxious.
After a short journey, suddenly the lights ahead were brightly lit, and the traffic lights alternated continuously. That was a sign of traffic accident lights. Sure enough, an accident occurred here.
I braked the car and stopped the car on the side suspension belt. I took an umbrella and got out of the car quickly. Only before I saw that there was only one accident maintenance vehicle, in the center of the expressway, with a radius of about five meters. A landslide appeared, obstructing part of the traffic on both sides.
Even worse, in the opposite lane, two earth-moving trucks full of dirt collided with a trailer. Both earth-moving trucks overturned. The soil dumped on the ground, piled up like a mountain, and caused a chain of vehicles behind. I don’t know if there are dead people in the collision.
Many people got out of the car with umbrellas, and everyone turned on their car lights.
"Why is there a cave-in here? Hasn't 2012 been over?" someone said.
Someone immediately replied: "Huh, tofu residue project..."
"I don't know if there are any dead people. A lot of small cars have crashed together. The 120 cars have been delayed. Is there just a traffic accident maintenance car useful?"
"It's midnight, 120 must have reaction time, who knows when it will arrive..."
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I took the green belt, turned over the isolation fence in the middle, walked to the side of the earth-moving truck, and checked the carts one by one—
Camry, it's not...
Honda, not...
BMW, not...
Buick Regal, it’s not...
Looking at each car, none of the cars are Murong Mingyue’s A8. I couldn’t help but relax. It seems that Mingyue Sister was not involved in this accident, that’s fine...
But at this moment, suddenly the pile of high piles of mud fell with a "click", exposing the bottom of a car buried underneath. Under the shining of the headlights, I could see the tail number of the car. It's 555, and this is a red Audi.
There was a sudden pain in my heart, the umbrella in my hand fell to the ground with the wind, and I threw madly on the earth, quickly pulling the solid and cold soil with both hands.
"That kid, are you crazy?" someone shouted aside.
I did not ask, and continued to dig the soil with my hands. My body was instantly drenched, but the icy rain made me anxious. God knows how long Murong Mingyue has been buried. Don't have trouble, don't have trouble!
There was a severe tingling, but I didn’t know whether it was heartache, or the tingling of nails being opened in the soil. After a while, the hands were already covered with blood, and there was no lack of glass slag, ironware and other sundries in the soil, but , The pain in the fingers can never compare to the pain in the heart, and Murong Mingyue's stubborn voice hovered around her ear: "I want to go home!"
For an instant, tears burst into my eyes, and I lay in the mud, crying lowly: "I want to take you home, Murong Mingyue, I must take you home!"
Behind him, a middle-aged man shouted loudly: "Young man, don't dig any more, the top is going to collapse!"
Before the words were over, a piece of moist soil was hit with a head and a face. This feeling of being buried was the second time I tried it, and it didn't feel good.
Dancing my arms desperately, struggling to lift a pile of dirt, I continued to dig down.
Behind them, a group of people looked stunned, and finally someone whispered: "This kid... There must be someone who is vital to him in the car..."
Another person shouted loudly: "What else to say, help, it's important to save people!"
More people dig with bare hands, and I suddenly poke something in the tingling of my fingers, it is the window of this A8!
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I quickly pushed away the dirt, and a palm-sized car window appeared in front of me. It was full of dirt. Seeing the situation below, I was anxious, pushed the dirt on one side, and continued to dig down. After a while, half of the car window Appearing in front of her eyes and wiping the dirt off the glass, Murong Mingyue can be seen lying on the steering wheel, a trace of blood slid down her cheeks, stained with long hair.
"Sister Mingyue..."
I squatted sharply, my heart twisted like a knife.
The inside of the car was sealed for too long, and there may be no oxygen. Thinking of this, I clenched my five fingers into a fist, and hit the glass of the car without hesitation. After hearing a "bang", the window was broken. The groove may be due to the strengthening of the bones of the virus. My strength is indeed very large now.
After a few more consecutive punches, finally, a corner of the car window was broken, and the cold rain poured into the car, quickly getting Murong Mingyue wet.
"Get up quickly, Mingyue, get up quickly, Murong Mingyue!!" I lay down by the window, almost crying in an imploring tone.
However, Murong Mingyue remained motionless, the heavy rain dripped down her long hair, wet her white collar and brown uniform.
Around, a group of passersby were silent. It seems that everyone already knew what had happened. Murong Mingyue’s car and the earth-moving car were rear-end collisions. Under the huge impact, the result was unpredictable...
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The door could not be opened. I still used my hands and kicked desperately. While pushing away the soil, I shouted hoarsely: "Murong Mingyue, did you hear me? Get up. I can't sleep anymore. You forgot about you." You promised me that you want to take me home? Now everyone is waiting for you at home... You can't sleep outside so irresponsibly, you bastard!"
I knelt in the mud, letting the heavy rain hit my face, and almost lost all my strength. I lowered my head and gritted my teeth. Tears of regret slipped down my cheeks. If I accompany Murong Mingyue to Hangzhou, maybe, everything will be It won't happen anymore.
Bright red blood ran down my nails, and I whimpered in a low voice, while slowly digging the cold soil with my fingers, no matter what, I had to open the car door and take her home...
Suddenly, I looked up, only to find that Murong Mingyue in the car had already unfastened his seat belt and was looking at me. She had multiple bruises on her forehead, and her blood was solidified along her face, her beautiful eyes fixedly watched. I, tears burst into my eyes, and my whole person seemed to collapse, crying lowly: "Lu Chen, you stinky boy..."
I was overjoyed and looked at Murong Mingyue: "You... Are you okay?"
Murong Mingyue burst into tears, crying: "I'm fine, you cried..."
I hurriedly turned around, wiped my eyes vigorously, and said tremblingly: "I didn't cry, it's just rain... How could I cry? You must be mistaken..."
Murong Mingyue's shoulders trembled, and she cried: "Well, we don't cry..."
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Finally, the car door opened, and I took Murong Mingyue out of the car. Her shirt chest had been stained red with blood. I don't know how bad the injuries were.
Around, a group of people who looked at us showed knowing smiles, and someone ran over to hold an umbrella for Murong Mingyue.
Holding Murong Mingyue, I looked around. The ambulance still didn't come. God knows when they will come.
Turning over the middle guardrail, seeing that there were not too many vehicles ahead, I walked quickly to the side of X12 and placed Murong Mingyue on the co-pilot.
"etc… "
Murong Mingyue weakly took my hand, pointed to A8 buried by the earthmoving truck, and said: "Lu Chen, the advance agreement signed by Hangzhou Tenglong Company and I is in the bag. Help me bring the bag over. Just don’t need a car..."
"Ok!"
I clearly saw that the front of the A8 was completely distorted and deformed. It is estimated that it has been scrapped. If you want it, you can't do it anymore. Instead of repairing it, it's better to buy a new one.
I hurried back and found Murong Mingyue's bag in the car. She pulled out her favorite small plastic sculpture of Tang Yurou on the front desk of the car and threw it into the bag. Basically, this car has nothing to do with Murong Mingyue.
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Back in X12, I looked at Murong Mingyue and said, "Where does it feel uncomfortable? Tell me now, is there any fracture or bleeding?"
Murong Mingyue closed her eyes and lay in the car, muttering: "No, I just feel so tired and want to sleep for a while."
"I'll take you to the hospital!"
"Ok… "
I quickly turned the front of the car and couldn’t go back to the other side’s lane. Then I violated a traffic rule. I drove in the opposite direction on the high-speed side road, turned on the hazard warning lights, and kept turning on the far and near lights alternately to warn the vehicle in front. It's too dangerous, but there is no way, Murong Mingyue must be sent to the hospital as quickly as possible!
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"Dididi..."
The horns of cars kept coming and going, and I was like a kid who was arrogant. I got the eyes and middle fingers of countless drivers, but it didn’t matter, as long as Murong Mingyue was fine, what I did was worth it.
Looking at Murong Mingyue, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I smiled softly: "Sister Mingyue, I will take you home..."
Murong Mingyue did not speak, two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably at the corner of her eyes.
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