The man in black on the left said, "Big brother, is there any time?"

The man in black on the right said, "Don't worry, it's in time." ”

Hai Sili and Yang Dawei glanced at each other, and Yang Dawei could see a smug look in Hai Sili's eyes. He smiled slightly, silent and speechless.

Fifteen minutes later, Yang Dawei and the two returned to their home. They brought some valuables, as well as bank cards, important documents, etc., with them, and gave up everything else. The two men packed up their things for no more than fifteen minutes before they walked out.

The man in black who was in charge of the guard had been standing in front of the door, and when he saw that they had come out so quickly, he said, "Count you fast enough." Let's go. ”

Yang Dawei smiled and said: "The two of you have opened the door for us, how dare we still drag it?" In order to thank you for your kindness, I will give you this house, anyway, I will not have a chance to live again." ”

When the two men in black heard this, their faces showed joy. The older one quickly put away his joy and said solemnly, "We won't do anything for you." ”

"It's purely to thank you two, I hope you don't be too careful. Yang Dawei's smile always makes people feel how close he is, as if everything is for the sake of others.

Only then did the two men in black smile again and say, "Thank you then." ”

After Yang Dawei handed the real estate certificate and other documents to the hands of the two people, the four of them went downstairs together.

After acquiring a property, the attitude of the two people towards Yang Dawei and his wife was obviously different, and they were much more enthusiastic than when they first opened. Along the way, the four of them talked and laughed and arrived at the airport, and under the smiling gaze of the two men in black, Yang Dawei boarded the plane. watched as the plane taxied off the runway and flew into the sky, until it was invisible to the naked eye, and the two of them went back to their lives.

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An autumn rain and a cold, today ushered in the first rain after autumn, the dripping rain hit the road, hit the car glass, blurred the drivers' vision. The driver turned on the wipers and swept the rain back and forth on the front glass, but it still couldn't be cleaned, the autumn rain seemed to be not big, but it was very dense, and the water had just been swept down here, and it was hazy on that side.

Zhuang Zhaoyang has been driving a truck for seven or eight years, and he cursed a sentence of "ghost weather", driving the speed of the wipers swinging back and forth, and his vision became clearer.

He has been working for Pictet Express for a long time, and he has been working in the company since he first graduated from school. In the past eight years, he has rarely had accidents, and the only accident was caused by an ambulance.

It was cold and the roads were covered with snow. It was a snowy night, and the road workers had just finished shoveling the snow on their side, and the road over there had been re-paved with a thick layer. Zhuang Zhaoyang drove the car cautiously, looking ahead without blinking. However, he had been driving for more than ten hours in a row, and it was still difficult to stop the onset of drowsiness no matter how strong he was to exert his spirits. He tried to keep his eyes open, but soon his eyelids drooped. When I opened my eyes again, I saw nothing in front of the headlights, and it was pitch black, which made people feel a panic in their hearts.

When he drove to an intersection, it happened to be the time when his eyelids were fighting. An ambulance whizzed from the side, its red lights spinning rapidly. Probably because of the large number of people walking, the snow at the intersection became cemented together, forming blocks of ice containing snow slag. The ambulance crossed the red light regardless of the ambulance, and when it arrived at the center, it turned left.

The four wheels of the ambulance could not hold the ground, and began to spin at high speed like a spinning top on the spot.

Zhuang Zhaoyang faintly heard the sound of the ambulance, he thought he was dreaming, dreaming of some police movie, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that the truck was about to crash into the ambulance spinning in front.

He slammed on the gate in an attempt to stop the truck. But the ground was covered with smooth, slab-clumped snow, and the truck slammed into the side of the ambulance with a shrill scream. In a loud roar, the car window shattered into pieces, and among them, a piece of glass sharded across Zhuang Zhaoyang's neck at high speed.

The airbag popped out of the steering wheel, directly blocking Zhuang Zhaoyang's body that suddenly rushed forward. Before Zhuang Zhaoyang felt the pain, he fainted.

The ambulance driver was killed in the accident, while Zhuang Zhaoyang survived. The shard of glass that nearly killed him didn't cut the artery in his neck, it only scratched the flesh. If he went a little deeper, he wouldn't be able to continue to serve the courier company.

Since that driving accident, he has had a permanent thin scar on his neck that looks like a bruise from hanging. Since then, however, he has been more careful with his driver, always keeping himself awake and finding a hotel to rest every eight hours of driving. He always kept a moderate speed while driving, never drove at high speeds, and he didn't pick up speed, even on an empty straight road.

After the car accident in 74, Zhuang Zhaoyang has maintained a record of zero accidents, traveling to and from all over the country. Except for the occasional customer who complains that his delivery is too slow, all of them are unanimously praised. Because the goods he transported were never destroyed, even some of the glass products were in good condition.

He hates the autumn rain, because it is always so sad and sentimental, which makes Zhuang Zhaoyang, who is not in a high mood, even more depressed. The sight is very bad on a rainy day, you can't see the road in front of you, and it's still at night, so you need to be more careful when driving. He drove to the toll intersection at a speed of thirty per hour and slowly slowed down.

There was no one in the pavilion, only the recording instruments with cyan lights. Zhuang Zhaoyang drove the car slowly through the checkpoint, and after hearing a ticking sound, he found that the light of the recording instrument had changed from cyan to green, and it flashed three times. Zhuang Zhaoyang understood that the fee had already been collected, so he was ready to speed up and continue to stop.

Below the low slope of the toll booth, a man in yellow is waving at the truck. He seemed to be shouting something, but it was all lost in the rain, and he couldn't make out what he was saying.

Zhuang Zhaoyang wanted to be idle, who knows what this stranger does, but his mood is indeed very low, not only because of the autumn rain. Of the 365 days a year, he spends more than 300 days on the road. There was no one to talk to him, and he didn't feel too lonely, but today was different, and he really needed someone to talk to. Although a person can talk to himself, it is not as pleasant as having someone in front of him to talk to.

And the person to whom this confiding is a stranger, after a journey, it is to go their separate ways, and there is no need to worry about others revealing your secrets, so think about it, it is really a mutually beneficial thing to give him a ride.

Zhuang Zhaoyang drove the car to the man in yellow, only to realize that the person who was going to take a ride was a mighty man with a thick beard. But what made Zhuang Zhaoyang feel funny was that the clothes worn by this mighty strong man were vividly embroidered with a Mickey Mouse. Mickey Mouse's black and white eyes, on the chest of a strong man, are looking at him as if they were cute.

"Brother, do you want a ride?" Zhuang Zhaoyang pulled down the window and asked the stranger.

The bearded man thought that the car, like many of the cars in front of him, still ignored him, so he didn't pay attention to the truck coming by, and it wasn't until he heard someone talking to him that he woke up and looked up.

"Yes. The bearded man pulled the backpack on his body with both hands and said.

In the dense drizzle, there seemed to be the sound of birds. Zhuang Zhaoyang was in a trance for a while, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and continued to ask the beard, "Where are you going?"

"Anywhere. The beard obviously didn't talk much, and after finishing speaking, he quietly looked at Zhuang Zhaoyang, waiting for his decision.

There are so many strange things in the world, but it can be regarded as a time for him to encounter such a time. Zhuang Zhaoyang looked at the oversized Mickey Mouse, and then looked at the backpack behind the beard, thinking that the other party should be a homeless man. Seeing that the rain was drenching his hair and Mickey Mouse's head was damp, he thought it would be better to let this person get into the car first.

There shouldn't be any knives, pistols or anything like that hidden in the cool backpack behind the beard, how can such a stupid strong man think that he is a murderer?

When the car door was closed, in the darkness of the continuous drizzle, there was a sharp and crisp bird call, this time Zhuang Zhaoyang heard it clearly, it was indeed the call of a bird, just like the chirping of swallows when a hundred flowers bloomed in spring.

"Did you hear the birds?" Zhuang Zhaoyang asked suspiciously.

The bearded man placed the backpack on his lap like a baby, and carefully wiped the water stains on it with his hands. "Where are the birds when it rains so hard? ”

Zhuang Zhaoyang also felt that he might have auditory hallucinations, so he ignored it. He reopened the throttle, and the truck slowly accelerated forward, quickly disappearing into the dark rain.

"Don't you really know where you're going?" Zhuang Zhaoyang asked again.

The beard drooped his eyelids slightly, and his hands clutched the yellow backpack tightly, but he did not speak.

A heavy truck rumbled from behind, and when it passed by the truck, it honked its horn twice. Zhuang Zhaoyang honked the horn twice in response. This is a special way of greeting on the road, and drivers are already familiar with the language of the lights.