“……”
Yu Tingchuan asked the aisle window a long time ago, What’s going on?
I don’t know if we suddenly deviated from the lane in front of the car behind us. Xiao Fan described what he saw. It’s also a serial accident. The car hit four cars one after another without braking.
You wait at the scene first Yu Tingchuan confessed.
good
Xiao Fan nodded.
Ending the call Yu Tingchuan didn’t go away at the window for the time being.
It wasn’t long before the phone rang again.
Yu Tingchuan caught a glimpse of Mu Qingyu’s name. He thought of Xiao Fan saying that he had a car accident and pressed the answer key. Then he put through the receiver to Mu Qingyu’s weak voice. Tingchuan, I crashed my car and my arm hurts. Why didn’t I tell the driver to respond? Is he dead?
Speaking of which, she cried, Tingchuan Tingchuan, I’m so scared. I don’t know what to do. Will you come over?
-digression–
The whole city is too old to play this trick! ….. Tingchuan, I have a stomachache and I’m scared. I don’t know what to do. Will you come here?
Mu Qingyu hehe!
Don’t turn from the first round!
☆ Chapter 33 Education should start with dolls.
The same situation happened years ago
However, it was Yongkang Road at that time, not the current Yonghuan line section.
After a traffic accident on a section of Yong-Huan line, the scene was a mess. The front of a heavy truck hit the border guardrail and blocked many private cars, trucks and people. I dare not move the scene at will or get too close for fear of explosion.
It seems that there is a police car whistling in the distance.
Champagne sedan rolled over and Mu Qingyu was squeezed in the passenger seat. There was warm liquid flowing from the forehead. The blood smell of the car was very strong, and the eyes were stained with blood. The line of sight blurred. She resisted physical pain and had the strength to low. Tingchuan will not have you like years ago this time, but now I feel that I am left alone …
A man’s voice came from the receiver and he said, Yong Huan line section?
Yes, Mu Qingyu held on to her spirit and lit up hope. Just go to the airport road. Can you come and save me?
Yu Tingchuan said over there that the fireman will arrive at Fan Qingche immediately, and the people behind him will be fine now that they are still conscious.
… MuQingYu mouth also want to say anything.
Peace of mind waiting for the police to pass
Tingchuan-
Mu Qingyu’s words have been hung up. She held the mobile phone and looked at the unconscious driver next to her eyes. Finally, she felt sad.
Some things she gambled but lost.
Tears can’t help falling, and her cheeks are stained with blood. She is like talking to herself into the microphone. Tingchuan, I know I’m wrong. Will you forgive me? I won’t do it again. I’m sorry. You are sincere and sincere to me. I think you don’t want me. I don’t believe you really have no feelings for me. You are angry with me, right?
However, in response, she has a cold mechanical busy tone.
……
Yutingchuan returned to Yunxi Road Villa at four o’clock in the afternoon.
At that time, the piano music played by Song Qingcheng in the living room was not very large. She sat cross-legged on the sofa and wore loose long hair at home. She casually tied it into a pill head and held a record in her left hand and right hand, which seemed to be better.
Hear the key put shoe cabinet ring Song Qingcheng looked up.