Section 50: Accidents
()"The sky wants to rain, I want to tear up with you......"
While listening to the ghost animal songs on the radio with relish, a small motorcycle broke out madly at the fork in the road.
Ye Moxia was startled, and instinctively stepped on the brakes. The small motorcycle fell headlong five or six meters away from the pickup truck, rubbing and rubbing on the ground and slowly in front of the car.
Nima, it won't be porcelain, right?
"Hey, are you alright?" Ye Mo poked his head out and looked at the motorcycle and people who had fallen to the ground. The perpetrator was a female driver wearing a helmet, and judging by her age, she should not be very old.
The female driver had a rather fiery temper, but it didn't look like she was touching porcelain, she got up from the ground and yelled, "Damn, did you watch the road?" β
"I'm driving normally, it's you who hit me, it's your responsibility." Ye Mo said.
"Idiot? This is a three-way street, why did you suddenly brake. β
"If you don't brake, will you be able to get up fine?" Ye Mo was speechless, got out of the car and looked at her, the female driver who took off the helmet revealed short blond hair, probably less than twenty years old, her facial features were quite delicate, and she was definitely not a beauty with thick myopic glasses: "Are you injured?" Do you want to go to the hospital? β
"My elbow hurts a little."
Ye Mo asked her to roll up her long sleeves: "I'll take a look, move it and try it." β
"Move, move......" the female driver yelled impatiently, and then lifted her scooter up.
"It's fine, and the coat isn't torn. Look at my car, the front bumper was knocked out of the marks by you. "It's called taking the lead. Ye Mo wanted to overwhelm the other party in momentum, so that she wouldn't look for trouble.
"It's okay, my jeans are torn. My arm still hurts a little bit......"
Ye Mo shouted, "Oh, please! Your jeans turned out to be torn ......"
"Oh my God. I just bought, brand new jeans, famous brand. I wore it out on the first day......"
"Preferably." Ye Mo shrugged and said.
The blonde girl with glasses checked her car, and when she heard Ye Mo's suspicion, she was so angry that she was frizzy and almost didn't hold it steady.
"Hey, be careful."
"Horror, you're as verbose and stingy as my father. Don't worry, I won't ask you for anything. β
"It was you who hit me, and it's your responsibility. I got the front bumper broken by you, like I did something wrong! β
The little beauty walked to the side with her motorcycle, turned around and said, "You look like my grandfather now." The wheels are broken and you can't ride. You've got to get the car in for me to be repaired......"
"I still have a job, and I need to rush back to the company." Ye Mo didn't want to entangle with her, so he casually said: "How much is your car, I will compensate you." β
"Isn't it great to be rich? You've got to get my car in for repairs, and I'm going back to school, and it's getting late. β
"No, I still have a job, and I'm running out of time." Ye Mo took out his wallet and waited for the glasses girl to report the number. Her small motorcycle is a few hundred dollars at most, and spending a small amount of money saves unnecessary trouble. Although it is not his responsibility, it is also troublesome to go to the police station: "I have a dash cam, don't think about knocking me." β
"I'm a big deal to skip class this afternoon. See if you'll get back to work sooner when the police come. The blonde chick was quite spicy, and she sat directly in Ye Mo's car, still in the passenger seat.
Does this girl have a big heart, or a lack of heart?
Faced with such an unreasonable chick, Ye Mo had a headache: "OK, OK." No problem, I'll take your car to the repair shop and then you to school. β
"University of San Francisco, quick, three minutes to go."
"Your car?"
"Over to you. I just took a picture of your license plate number with my phone, and I'm not afraid that you will escape. β
"Escape?" Ye Mo gritted his teeth and calmed down: "Do you have any other orders?" β
"Nope." The chick said as she lifted her slender legs and placed them straight on the windshield platform. The music was also playing in the car, "Little Apple" by the Chopsticks Brothers, and listening to the song, the head shook to the rhythm: "You are Chinese." β
"That's right, Chinese." The nature of the glasses chick is too bad. But suddenly, he felt that the scene at this time was very similar to the plot of a certain movie, almost identical.
When he once watched this movie, Ye Mo still imagined such a 'romantic' chance encounter happening to him. Now that it's happened, Ye Mo just wanted to kick her down: "Your feet." Didn't your parents educate you about the word politeness? "The chick's legs are long and thin enough, and her facial features are also very delicate when you look closely, that is, her hairstyle and thick glasses......
Ye Mo doesn't have a habit of loving legs, he looks at people first and then his chest. The chick's delicate facial features are covered by thick myopic glasses, and with short wavy hair that is dirty to the scum, how do you look like the beautiful second supporting role used to support the heroine in youth campus idol dramas.
Man. Most of them are like this, one attitude towards beautiful women is another attitude towards 'ugly girls'. Whether it's hypocrisy or nature, that's what a man is.
"Oh my God. You're like my father, he always wants me like this. Could it be that you old people always care so much about the eyes of others? uncleγ β
"Uncle, uncle...... Am I that old? Ye Mo secretly glanced in the rearview mirror, and the stubble on his cheeks made him look a little vicissitudes, but he couldn't accept it if a little girl called him uncle.
"Hehe, you're so cute. My name is Ellie. Fox. What's your name......"
"Ye Mo. Your feet ......"
"What?"
"Thy feet, let thy feet down. You influenced me to drive. β
Avery rolled his eyes: "Yes, Mr. Ye Mo." Do you have a nickname? What your friends call you. β
"Ye Mo, my friends also call me Ye Mo." Ye Mo had a headache, and Avery was like a chirping sparrow.
"You Chinese are really boring. It's shy too......" Ellie laughed and lowered his long legs.
"I'm not shy, you know? San Francisco is already very bad in terms of air quality, and with your athlete's foot, oh my god, I'm choking. Ye Mo said with a poisonous tongue, and opened the car window, making a breathless appearance.
"You ......" Ellie was annoyed, his cheeks bulging, and he couldn't speak, "You know? You're having a hard time getting along with. β
"Why should I get along with you, if it weren't for the accident, we wouldn't have met at all." Ye Mo said: "You recklessly didn't look at the road, and you broke my bumper. β
"Do you have to be so calculating? It seems that you are not clear about California's traffic laws, otherwise you would not have said that it was my responsibility...... Hi, parking, I'm here. Ellie said, "This is my phone, call me when the motorcycle is delivered to the repair shop." Don't try to escape, I recorded your license plate number, be careful I call the police. β