135 Isn't that what you want?
I almost shouted these two words, but Han Mo didn't seem to hear them, and the car kept driving forward.
The road was a little slippery in the snow, but his speed was still exceeded, and my eyes fell on the indicator board, but I was not half afraid.
At the moment, my only thought was to let Han Mo stop, and then I got out of the car, even if I wanted to walk back with my legs like this after doing this, I didn't want to sit on this car.
"Stop!"
I couldn't help but shout again, but Han Mo still didn't stop.
It's just that he looked sideways at me, and the anger in his eyes was very obvious.
I wasn't afraid that Han Mo would be angry for a long time, and now that he looked at me like this, I only felt sarcastic, really, extremely sarcastic.
"I repeat, park!"
I looked straight at him, didn't flinch for a moment, and hooked my lips sarcastically with a cold face.
"Shut up!"
He gritted his teeth and threw two words that seemed to tear me apart.
He stepped on the gas pedal again, and his anger was vented at that speed, which was very fast.
In the past, I was very afraid of taking Han Mo's fast car, when he drove, it was as if he didn't want to die, he was not afraid of death, he just kept rushing forward, and when he dodged, he always waited for others to avoid him.
No one was as crazy as him, so it was all other cars that were backing down, and I didn't dare to say a word on top of the co-pilot, my face was pale.
But today, it was probably the ice and snow that paralyzed my cranial nerves, and I don't know why, but all the old stubbornness and paranoia came out all at once.
He wouldn't stop, but I just wanted him to stop.
Without even thinking about it, I reached out and took his hand, "Stop, Han Mo, you stop!" ”
Hysterically shouting, as if he were a madman.
I think I'm crazy, really crazy, driven crazy by Han Mo.
How can there be such a person in this world, whose words are so vicious, just like the venom of the poisonous snake.
"Fu Yao, are you crazy!"
"Boom!"
As Han Mo's words fell, a huge crash sound followed, and the airbag popped out and hit me directly in the face.
Looking at the moment when the car crashed into it, I was inexplicably a little happy, I thought that it would be better to die like this, at least Han Mo died with me, there was nothing to worry about, and there was nothing to regret.
But we didn't die, Han Mo turned a small amplitude alive, buffered the speed, and finally hit the flower base on the side when he finally hit it.
My face hurt from the airbag, my head buzzed, and my vision dizzy.
Han Mo's voice gritted his teeth came from the side: "You really want to die, don't pull me!"
I looked sideways at him, and tears fell so suddenly: "When are you going to get married?"
He probably didn't expect me to ask such a question, the mouth on his forehead was bubbling with blood, he raised his hand to wipe it, glanced at it, scolded a foul word, and then looked at me again: "What kind of nerves are you, didn't I tell you that I agreed to marry her?"
"Oh." I answered, and found that my forehead had also been smacked, and blood had fallen on my eyes, and my vision was a terrible red.
I raised my hand to wipe it, but my eyes were still looking at him motionlessly: "What about our agreement?"
He was stunned for a moment, and I didn't wait for him to speak, so I took the first step to speak: "I found that you are quite good at reading Han Mo, Jiang Feiyi seems to be really interested in me."
I don't know why I said such a thing, as if I had been holding back a temptation for a long time, and after such a crazy accident, I finally couldn't help but ask.
His face suddenly turned pale, his eyes widened, his forehead tightened, and the green tendons covered his entire forehead.
"So, you successfully seduced Jiang Feiyi, didn't you?"
Is he angry?
But what is he angry about?
I found that I had known Han Mo for two and a half years, but I had never seen him as a person clearly.
I suddenly felt that my forbearance and obedience were meaningless, Han Mo and I should actually be like this, pulling each other and hurting each other.
It's just that he is a little more powerful, I have always been able to only hurt his skin, but he can easily hurt my heart.
I blinked and couldn't help but smile, "Isn't that exactly what you want?"
"Get off! Why don't you get me off! ”
His words reminded me that I was meant to get out of the car, and I didn't do it all to get out of the car.
I didn't say anything more, I raised my hand and immediately unbuckled my seat belt, pulled the door and got out of the car.
Han Mo seemed to say something, but I couldn't hear it clearly, because the sound of the car's horn had already muffled his voice.
Or maybe I don't want to listen to him anymore, whatever he says, it's not what I want to hear, and if that's the case, why should I listen to him anymore?
There was a long queue of cars stuffed in the back, and as soon as I got out of the car, I was hit in the face by the wind blowing from a passing car next to me.
The wound on my forehead shouldn't be deep, and it doesn't bleed anymore, which is a good thing, at least I'll be able to walk back alive.
I glanced around, something familiar, and I passed by by bus.
Not on the highway, I tried to look for a while, and finally found a bus stop two hundred meters ahead.
It wasn't far away, I watched for a while, and walked over step by step avoiding the vehicle.
There was a sound of the car door closing behind him, it was estimated that Han Mo got out of the car, maybe not.
But I didn't look back, I really can't look back, there are already too many times to look back, there is no need to go back so many times.
"Beep-beep-"
"Fu Yao."
I only reacted when I was pulled by Jiang Feiyi, this is a two-way lane, I only saw one direction just now, and I didn't notice the car on the other side, if he hadn't pulled me away, I would have been hit by the car directly.
Although everyone is not driving fast on this snowy day, if you really get hit, I guess I will have to lie in bed for months if I don't die.
I looked up at Jiang Feiyi, he was wearing a black coat and a gray cashmere scarf, his face was cold, and his brows were slightly furrowed when he looked at me.
"What's wrong with your forehead?"
He didn't pay attention to my gaze, and suddenly his gaze fell on my forehead.
It was only then that I remembered that my forehead and hands were not very serious, but it was probably still oozing blood.
I couldn't help but raise my hand and wanted to touch it again, but Jiang Feiyi directly pulled my hand down: "Don't touch it, I'll take you to the hospital."
Tears were on my face, and the wind was blowing with snow, and I felt as if someone had cut my face with a knife.
I don't want to cry, really, I'm embarrassed enough like this, if I cry again, I won't even have the last bit of dignity in front of Jiang Feiyi.
I looked up and held back my tears until my eyes were not half moist, then I looked at Jiang Feiyi again and nodded: "Okay."
He let go of his hand and walked to the side of the car.
At this time, I found that his car was parked on the side of the road, Jiang Feiyi got into the car, estimated that I didn't move for the time, and honked the horn.
I reacted and walked over with my leg raised.
Before getting into the car, I saw Han Mo standing in the traffic, the blood from the wound on his forehead was still flowing, and the blood on his face was wiped away by him, looking a little terrifying.
He just looked at me, straight at me, like a tense bow and arrow, already aimed at me, ready to shoot at any moment and shoot me to death.
I stood there stiffly until Jiang Feiyi's voice came again: "Fu Yao."
I came to my senses, retracted my gaze and got into the car.
The heating was turned on in the car, and the cold that had just been blown by the wind and snow was being eroded by the heat, and I finally felt that I was still alive.
When the car drove away, I saw Han Mo suddenly raise his leg and kick the car parked behind him, and then the owner of the car got out of the car.
But what will happen next, I don't know anymore, because I can't see it anymore.
When I withdrew my gaze, I inevitably bumped into Jiang Feiyi's line of sight, and I pursed my lips a little embarrassed.
He didn't speak, and the driver in front of him didn't speak, and there were three people sitting in the car, but none of them spoke, and it was quiet and depressing.
When I arrived at a red light, Jiang Feiyi looked sideways at me: "They are engaged on the 2nd, and they will get married on the 4th of next month."
He didn't say it explicitly, but I knew exactly who he was talking about.
The hands hidden under the scarf kept tightening, I lowered my head, my eyes fell on my beige scarf, only to feel the wound on the forehead more and more painful, the pain made my vision blind.
He never spoke again, and until he reached the hospital, no one spoke again.
During this period, Jiang Feiyi answered a phone call, and he just took the phone in front of me.
I looked up at him as well, and then I saw his brow furrow slightly and his gaze fell on mine, just pause.
The medical staff inside was calling my name, and I was stunned for a moment, and walked in with my legs raised.
Jiang Feiyi was standing outside, with his back to me, and this time I couldn't see his expression.
But I can think that the phone call just now was probably Han Mo's.
The wound was not serious, but it required three stitches.
Without anesthesia, the needle pierced my flesh and skin, and the pain made my whole body tremble.
This is what Han Mo gave me, what he gave me, it always seemed to be such a heart-rending pain. The warmth of not reading the mantissa a few times made me fall deeply into the abyss from which I will never recover.
"Alright."
When I heard these two words, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when I stood up, my eyes turned white, but fortunately I quickly held on to the door frame next to me.
"Are you alright?"
Jiang Feiyi stepped forward to help me, but I raised my hand to push it away, holding on to the door frame and looking up at him: "Am I particularly embarrassed."