"I know a good shop. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

I didn't say a word and got into the car with him. Zhang Xinzhe's "White Moonlight" was playing in the car, and my thoughts drifted into the distance, and an abrupt mobile phone ringtone pulled me back from afar.

"Hey, who, what?" He turned off the music.

"How is this possible, last week was fine? Whose idea was this? What do you all eat? I'll go right over. ”

Qian Ning's expression is very serious, there is no bohemian appearance in the past, I have never seen him like this, it means that something must have happened, and it is very serious.

"It's full, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat this dinner, I'm going to Wuxi now."

"What, are you going to leave me on the side of the road?" I'm a little worried, this big night, how unsafe, since I met a bad guy before, I have a psychological shadow, if it's me alone at night, I rarely go out, unless I have to. Of course, I don't show any worries in my heart.

He frowned, as if this question made him a little embarrassed, and I thought it was some reason to say that it was inconvenient to say, I was about to say, let him put me down, I can go to my friend's place myself, of course he didn't know that I had friends in Shanghai.

"You're pretty good at reading words, and your thoughts were caught in a flash, or do you want to come with me?" He seems to be asking for my opinion when he says that. "Then I'll go with you." He expected me to say that, he drove fast all the time, and if the car had been better, I'm sure he would have driven faster. I didn't talk to him, it would be unwise to talk to him at this time, and when we got off the highway, we drove from the bustling city to the suburbs, and gradually there was no one in sight, and the street lights were scattered on both sides of the road.

"Where is this going?" I'm really curious.

"On the mountain."

"Oh".

In the direction of the headlights, I saw a winding mountain road, with a few drops of water falling from the window from time to time, followed by a thin stream of water, and the wipers bobbing incessantly. Everything around me was covered in a layer of fog, and it seemed that the water vapor could not be dispersed due to the dense woods and varied terrain, and I felt as if I had entered a different world, as if it were just the two of us, and the surrounding area was surprisingly quiet, only the sound of rushing rain. There were lights flickering in front of me, which made me sure that this was just a human world, and it turned out that there were people on the mountain at this time. We were getting closer and closer to the light, and Channing honked the horn, but the light in front of us still moved quickly towards us, with no intention of slowing down. Channing turned on the headlights to make sure they could see our car. This mountain road can only accommodate two cars at the same time. At the same time he slowed down, and at this moment the big truck suddenly drove towards us quickly, like a wild horse off the leash, completely uncontrolled, and Channing slammed the steering wheel in order to avoid the collision of the big car, and the piercing friction sounded, followed by violent bumps and collisions.

The airbag opened automatically, and after a long time, the bump suddenly stopped, and the pain all over my body made me realize that I was still alive, and when I saw the towering mountain outside the window, I thought that our car might have rolled down the hill, and I was glad that I didn't fall to pieces. But for a moment he still couldn't move.

"Full, full." Channing's voice came to his ears, great, he could still speak.

"I'm here, how are you?"

"I'm fine, what about you, how's it going?"

I moved my hands and feet to make sure they were all movable, or at least that there were no fractures. I unbuckled my seatbelt and tried to get out, but the glass was gone, and I struggled to climb out of the window. Channing struggled to get himself out of his seat. I dragged him by the shoulders and pulled him out, but it was going to be raining, otherwise I would have to worry about it exploding like in the movies, it was terrible.

"Ah, my legs seem to be crushed by something."

When I looked, it turned out that Qian Ning's leg was pressed by the seat, this seat was a bit heavy, and I tried a few times but couldn't move it. "What should I do, I can't move." I was sweating profusely.

"You go find a rock, a little flatter."

I took a stone and handed it to him.

"When I lift this chair up a little bit, you're going to quickly put the stone under the ground, you know?"

I nodded vigorously.

Channing lifted the stuck chair with both hands, and I quickly placed the stone in the gap between the chair and the door, and then pulled Channing by the shoulders and dragged it out. It took a lot of effort to finally drag him out, and I took my backpack out by the way. At this time, the car completely overturned, and it seemed to be waiting for the moment when we came out.

"Let's find a place to hide from the rain." I dragged him to a sheltered place.

"My legs, I can't walk."

I thought he was fine, but I was shocked to find that his trouser leg had been torn, revealing a few scratches, a large piece of skin had been scratched, and the blood was dripping down with the rain.

"Ah, you're hurt."

"I wasn't dragged by you just now."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know, so why didn't you shout just now."

"If I shouted, maybe I wouldn't have to come out now." He pointed to the car, which had been completely turned upside down.

"The trauma doesn't get in the way, but my leg seems to be broken, and I can't move now, you hold on to me, let's find a place to hide first, and then talk about it when it's dawn."

I was riding one of his arms, and he was jumping on one leg on the ground, and we were lucky enough to find a small cave, and we climbed into it, and there was burned ashes in the cave, and there was a pile of dry firewood, which seemed to have been visited before. I helped Channing to sit on the dry rock, and a flash of lightning flashed outside the cave, followed by a rumbling thunder. I started touching my phone, but unfortunately I didn't.

"What else do you have on you?" I asked him, knowing that he wouldn't gain anything.

Qian Ning's hair was dripping with water, perhaps sweat, his lips were a little pale, and his whole body trembled a little. He touched his body and pulled out a lighter, and a wallet.

"Thank goodness there's this." I picked up his lighter. I pulled out a thick jacket from my backpack, which was a little damp, but it was dry compared to dripping clothes.

"Put your clothes on." I threw my clothes to Channing.

"I'm not cold, you can put on yourself." He stubbornly turned his head away from me, and his clothes fell at his feet.

I was a little angry, pretending to be cold at this time, I picked up my clothes and threw them on him, he didn't think that I had such a tough side, he was a little resistant. I pressed my clothes to keep him from moving. "Don't move, just put on your clothes, in case you fall ill, I won't be able to carry you."

I gathered the dry wood next to the rock where we were sitting, and I lit it a few times without lighting it, but there was a lot of smoke, and I choked on tears.

"Are you trying to smoke us here? Kick the firewood over and over the dots. ”

He had trouble with his legs, one of his stretched scarred legs was exposed under his tattered trouser legs, strong and strong, and he was draped in clothes that were obviously much smaller, and he looked a little funny, I lowered my head, laughed, kicked the firewood in front of him, and handed him the lighter. His fingertips touched my hand, cold.

I don't know what the firewood was about, but I sometimes wondered if he had done some magic on it, and after a while, a fire was lit, and the small cave suddenly became warmer. I started rummaging through my bag and found a small packet of alcohol swabs. "I'll wipe it for you, you bear with it."

He didn't speak, I was careful when I wiped him, for fear of hurting him, I looked up at him and saw that he was staring at me, "What do you think?" Does it hurt? "Isn't this nonsense? Can it not hurt? I didn't have anything to say for a while.

"I think your leg should be immobilized to avoid secondary injury. I've got a solution. I said, staring at the leg.

I picked up two thick branches and pulled out a silk scarf from my bag, I couldn't believe that I still had a silk scarf, and I didn't know what my intention was to carry it in the first place. I used a silk scarf and two twigs to help him hold his leg in place. When I tied it, he sizzled from the pain, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Gollum." My stomach rang.

"It's a pity that I was going to have a big meal, but now I'm starving and freezing here." Channing looked at me mockingly.

"From now on your life is mine, you owe me, if you don't have me, what would you have done without me?"

"Then you have to take good care of me, in case I die here, you will lose more than you gain."

"What nonsense, what can't die." I slapped him hard.

"Gollum." This time it was his stomach ringing.

Hungry, I went through my bag again, which contained two ham sausages and five chocolates. It's my habit, I always put some food in my bag, a foodie's habit, and take it out to pad it in case I'm hungry. But I won't put too much, I'm a little poor in self-control, I'm afraid that I can't control it all if I put too much, and the consequences are unimaginable. I shoved a ham sausage and four pieces of chocolate into his hand.

"Here you go, you're a man, and you're injured again, so I'll give you a few more pieces of candy."

He took it and ate it, "What else is in your treasure chest?" Go and flip through it again. "Staring at my bag while eating.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain made a "crackling" sound on the leaves, and we were hungry and leaning together. His face was still pale, and we closed our eyes in a groggy state. I don't know how long it took, but it seemed like a long time, and the rumbling thunder woke me up. I opened my eyes to find myself lying on his other leg, covered with that coat and burned out of firewood. Qian Ning leaned against the stone wall, his eyes closed, his angular lips tightly closed, and his brow furrowed slightly. I moved slightly, and he opened his eyes.

"What, can't you sleep? Did the thunder wake you up? His fingers caressed the shredded hair on my forehead, and his gentle eyes almost made me think he was looking at his beloved.

I sat up and put my clothes over him, it was dark outside, and it looked like it was almost dawn, but the rain showed no signs of stopping.

"When the day dawns and the rain is light, you go out and look for someone."

"I can't leave you behind."

"I can't leave at all like this now, it will only drag you down, and no one can leave if you stay here. It's the same when you go out and find someone and come back to me. ”