Chapter 147: The City of Accidents
Hearing this answer, Han Zhun and Xie Yiyi were very satisfied. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Xie Yiyi patted Huo Xieyang's head lightly, and said with a smile: "Yes, I have finally grown up." Huo Xieyang didn't like her to see her as a child, so she was naturally full of reluctance.
The three of them discussed the charity dinner for a while, but they all felt that it was too early, so they did not discuss the details in depth. After the meeting, Huo Xieyang and Xie Yiyi stayed in the company, he had an announcement later, and Han Biao, who had no work arrangement, was ready to go back first.
After leaving the company, Han Zhun looked at his watch, and it was almost dinner time, so he temporarily changed his mind and decided to eat first and then go home. It's just that...... You always need a companion to eat, thinking so, he made another call.
"What? Finally remembered to look for me? The other party picked it up quickly, but probably because Han Zhun hadn't looked for him since the live broadcast ended, and He Jinshu sounded a little tempered at the moment.
Hearing his voice, Han Zhun smiled: "Would you like to invite you to dinner tonight?" Give me a chance to atone for my sins. ”
He Jinshu on the other end of the phone was still angry: "You are like this every time, you only look for me when you have something, and I am afraid that you don't remember who I am when you are fine." Before Han Zhun could speak, he hurriedly asked: "I'm going to eat Japanese-style questions, the most expensive one." ”
Han Zhun smiled lightly, this proposal was exactly what he wanted. So the two made an appointment again, and Han Zhun took the lead in waiting in line.
Zhao Shuangwei was at home at this time, sitting listlessly on the sofa and watching TV shows casually. Li Zhijun is in Zhengcheng, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother haven't come home yet, and she doesn't have too many friends to contact, so the summer vacation alone is really difficult.
Zhao Shuang sighed slightly and took out his mobile phone again. Han Zhun's Weibo was not updated, and there was no content she was interested in after flipping through the hot search list, Zhao Shuang, who was bored in every way, was slightly impatient, she ran back to the room restlessly, wanting to write some homework but couldn't calm down.
She looked at her watch. It's almost dinner time, he shouldn't be so busy, might as well give him a call...... Thinking like this, Zhao Shuangwei pressed Li Zhijun's number.
A thousand kilometers away from the city of Zheng. Li Zhijun, who drank wine for two days in a row because of his friend's marriage, was in a state of confusion. His mind was swollen, so he went to the convenience store on the side of the road and bought two bottles of frozen mineral water.
Li Zhijun wrapped the water in a paper towel, held a bottle in one hand, and applied it to both sides of his cheeks. A chill came from his face, and his head, which was burning from a hangover, was a little more comfortable. He then turned around and prepared to cross the street back to the hotel.
Li Zhijun walked along the side of the road for a short while, but did not find a zebra crossing, he looked at the quiet road, and thought to himself that it would not be a big deal to take a shortcut. So he dragged his dizzy body and took a few small steps forward.
When it was too late, a dirty truck rushed towards the center of the road at full speed, and when he saw Li Zhijun standing in the middle of the road, the driver was scared, and hurriedly honked his horn while hurriedly stepping on the brakes.
A piercing whistle of "beep ......" suddenly sounded, and two brake marks scratched dozens of meters on the road. The truck driver opened the door and ran out of the car in fear, and when he looked back, he saw that the boy who was still standing just now was face down and lying in a pool of blood. Beside him, two bottles of mineral water "gurgling" rolled out of the long ...... The truck driver's legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground, and he only felt that the world was spinning, and the whole world seemed to collapse at this moment.
And at this moment, beside Li Zhijun, the screen of the mobile phone that fell to the ground because of the violent impact has been shattered beyond recognition. I don't know if it was the mute state of the original tune or it was smashed like this, Li Zhijun's mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, there was no ring, and there were only three simple words on the call interface: Zhao Shuangwei.
In the distance, it was already dark.
When He Jinshu finally finished the work at hand, Han Zhun had been waiting for him for a long time outside the Japanese-style question shop. As soon as Han Zhun, who was wearing a mask, saw him, he couldn't help but whisper: "Please be late for dinner, don't you know that the store has to be full of people to enter?" ”
He Jinshu grinned and put his hand on Han Zhun's shoulder, and the two entered the store together. After sketching out the food he wanted to eat on the menu, Han Joon put his phone on the table and went to the bathroom.
As soon as he walked on his front foot, the phone rang on his back foot. He Jinshu was curious, stretched his neck and saw that the caller ID said "Li Zhijun". He was a little unhappy, pressed "refuse to answer" with his hand, and then buckled Han Zhun's mobile phone on the desktop.
After a while, Han Zhun came back, and the food was served one after another. The two began to eat, chatting while eating, and the atmosphere was good.
Just as He Jinshu was dancing and saying something, Han Zhun's phone rang again. As soon as he turned his mobile phone around, the sharp-eyed He Jinshu saw the words "Li Zhijun" again.
"Don't." His mood suddenly dropped a lot, and he was obviously unhappy, but he only dared to ask: "Do you know that I don't like him, don't take it?" ”
Han Zhun looked at He Jinshu, hesitated in his heart, and hung up the phone.
He Jinshu, who was sitting opposite him, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, so he smiled again and continued to talk about the topic just now.
It's just that Han Zhun's mobile phone rang again, and it was still Li Zhijun. He glanced down and pressed answer. He Jinshu muttered: "What can I do, keep fighting, endlessly." Han Zhun stretched out his hand to gently stop him and didn't let him speak.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Han Zhun turned sideways, as if he was afraid that He Jinshu would hear it, and asked softly.
"May I ask if you are Li Zhijun's family?" It was actually a girl's voice, which sounded a little anxious and a little impatient, probably dissatisfied with the phone being hung up one after another.
An uneasy premonition crossed Han Zhun's mind like lightning, and he tensed suddenly. Han Zhun had a calm face and hurriedly asked, "Did something happen?" What's wrong with him? ”
The cold female voice sounded again: "We are here Zhengcheng Municipal Hospital, Li Zhijun was in a car accident, we found his information in the database according to his ID card, and the emergency contact person was filled in with your phone number." Do you know the patient? Please inform your family and come here as soon as possible. ”
Before Han Zhun could react, the phone was hung up in a hurry.
He Jinshu, who was sitting opposite Han Zhun, saw that Han Zhun's expression was gloomy to the extreme, he couldn't help but get nervous, and stammered and asked, "What's ...... What's wrong? Did something happen? ”
Han Zhun ignored him, he stood up, took his mobile phone, and rushed out of the Japanese-style question shop. (To be continued.) )