It's like God is spraying with a high-pressure water gun, and the rain is banging on the car window with a powerful sound. On the last day of Golden Week, the highway was already paralyzed, and even on the national highway, these cars with half tires stuck in the water could only move forward with their headlights on.

It's not too far from the city, and the song introduction of the Yingyin host is a little rusty in FM 95.8, accompanied by a rustic prelude.

"Dad, it's raining so hard, is it okay to carry a person there? I think it's better to go back and pick it up. Mom, who was making small movements in the passenger seat, finally spoke.

"It's okay, he's an adult, and it's not a strange place. Dad beat the steering wheel to the music, choosing to forget the unhappiness of being stuck in the road in this way, "And the road conditions are so bad, where can I go back." ”

"Alas, you are really, you know that it is Golden Week and you still pick this time to come out to play, and what do you say that you only bring bearing, and promise to chase it out and cry out of breath, and finally let his sister coax it back. The three of them are all in my heart, and my mother sighed when she thought about it, "When I got to the place, I was left outside alone and carried in... What kind of secret are you two playing? ”

"It's not bad, it's not bad," Dad patted the back of Mom's hand and smiled and pointed out to her a Porsche that roared with a motor as soon as it started, "Good cars and bad cars are jammed together, no one can move, no one can take the lead, it's funny, isn't it?"

"It's funny when you're stuck in the head. Mom crossed her arms to see the rain outside the window, and Dad smiled and continued to move up and down.

Outside the window, the wind and rain were raging, and the sound of horns and scolding was mixed in, and the red and yellow lights outside highlighted the tranquility of the car. This small, enclosed space is relatively safe and secure, yes, that's the theorem of the ordinary world.

"Whew!"

At one point, a person suddenly appeared in the inner rearview mirror, sitting in the back seat that should have been empty, as silent as a ghost, but clearly a living person who could exhale hot air.

"Mr. Cheng. The man in the back seat put his hand on his father's shoulder as he spoke, and his mother turned her head and screamed.

"It's fine. Dad was very calm, still casually holding the steering wheel, even the time to move could still keep up, he didn't pay attention to the back seat is a ghost, how it came out, as if he knew all this clearly, "Who are you?"

The man in the back seat didn't speak, but just took off the cowboy hat on his head that looked out of place, a pair of small horns, which could still be identified by the light in the car, "Mr. Cheng, would you like to come with me?"

Dad suddenly grabbed the frightened mother, the determination in his eyes was incomprehensible, but the mother still nodded without hesitation, that is, yes, no matter what.

In the pouring rain and the frightened gaze of the surroundings, a car rushed straight out of the national highway, rolling down and down among the wooded mountains and forests......

"Hey, this generation of the inheritance family is really stubborn. The man stood beside the scrap metal car, reached out to suppress the flames that were about to rise, put on his cowboy hat again, and flashed away.