65.Thank you for the bamboo horse (3)
Tang Yao didn't pay attention to Hua Fat's shouting, and in public, a menopausal woman surrounded a skinny female student in a school uniform, no matter how you look at this picture, you feel that it is a sin.
"Teacher Hua, if you still feel dissatisfied, your heart is bored, please go straight on this road, there is a gate 200 meters after the first T-junction turns right, go in directly, I think I can help you there." The two of us went first. ”
Tang Yao twisted Xu Xiaochen's waist and said two words in a suppressed voice, "Run." ”
Xu Xiaochen hadn't dropped the chain at the critical moment, and as soon as he stepped on his foot, the car went out in a puff of smoke.
"Ride faster, and we'll both be unlucky when Hua Fat comes to his senses."
"Oh. Then sit down. ”
At dusk that day, there were a few wisps of breeze, and the low sound of the north wind did not bring any coolness to Xu Xiaochen, Xu Xiaochen felt that the warm sun in the evening was more dazzling than the sun during the day, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat blindfolding, or the dazzling afterglow that he couldn't really open. I was either excited, a little nervous, mixed with inexplicable excitement, and mixed tastes. The heartbeat of cutting and untidy made Xu Xiaochen a little flustered.
But the authorities were fascinated, Xu Xiaochen completely ignored the old elder who pulled the sunset to his own shadow and Tang Yao's shadow, and naturally he couldn't find that he was facing away from the sunset, how could he let the sunset shine into his eyes.
Xu Xiaochen only felt that this was the first time he had done something that he was particularly happy about for more than ten years. The first time a girl got into his car, the first time he ran away with this girl, the first time he felt the end of the world, and he was willing to leave everything behind, just to hold hands with him and smile proudly.
Xu Xiaochen is probably younger, although this age full of fantasy is very whimsical and romantic, but most of the time it is a little unrealistic, just like Sun Tzu's paper talk, the theory is a big basket, and he really has a strategist, a little attack, and immediately break the embankment and collapse.
No, turn when you shouldn't have turned, rushed straight into a thin and long dead end, the front of the car crashed into the blue masonry wall, and the body stopped suddenly, Tang Yao slammed his head into Xu Xiaochen's schoolbag because of the center of gravity moving forward, and he didn't know what hard objects were put in the schoolbag, Tang Yao plunged into it, and suddenly felt a little dizzy. Soon there was a heat in her nose, Tang Yao touched it, and blood flowed from the tip of her nose between her index and middle fingers, and then it fell down.
One drop, two drops, four or five drops; Six stalls, seven stalls, ninety stalls. Tang Yao suddenly remembered Zheng Banqiao's "Yongmei", and then he should read, "Thousands of pieces, countless pieces, flying into the flowers, they are gone." "That's it.
Except for Tang Yao, there is nothing wrong with the rest, this nosebleed Tang Yao has been bleeding since he was a child, Tang Yao has experience. She didn't pinch her nose, but raised her head up, raised her hands high, and waited for a moment, and when her nose came back to strength, it would naturally stop dripping.
But this appearance is a little scary, Tang Yao's nose tip is full of bright red blood from the lips, and it spreads out with the ups and downs of breathing, with a slight turbulent momentum, wanting to take advantage of the situation. This frightened Xu Xiaochen so much that most of his three souls and seven spirits were scattered, and he didn't care about the front of his car twisted aside, picked up Tang Yao and rushed out. While running, he also said, "Tang Xiaoyao, if you hold on, I'll take you to the hospital." ”
Tang Yao's heart was broken at the moment, and she knew that it had always been a wise thing to stay away from Xu Xiaochen. Today I was too negligent. The sky has eyes, Tang Yao only wishes that the years will be quiet, and does not seek any thrilling excitement.