Thick clouds hung low, and the whole city was shrouded in gloomy dampness. With lightning and thunder, it had been raining for three days, and finally it gradually became smaller in the evening of the fourth day.

The typhoon affected several cities, but because Pingcheng was the farthest away from the typhoon, it was only affected, and there was no major damage.

Even so, it has caused a lot of inconvenience to the people of the city.

Occasionally, one or two people can be seen holding umbrellas and braving the wind, carefully shuttling through the passing traffic.

A man in his 40s was driving a truck, because of the typhoon he had been stranded in a supply depot outside the city for several days, but fortunately the rain was light, and today he was finally able to go home and deliver goods.

This batch of goods is very urgent, so the buyer is very generous. The weather did not fulfill people's wishes, caught up with the typhoon, and made him, a middleman, a mistake on the road for several days, and he only hoped that the buyer would not make it difficult for him because of this.

It's not easy to make some money these days!

Entering the city, it is a new urban area developed by the government in recent years, with few people living there, and the roads are long and wide.

The driver mentally calculated how much profit he could make this time, and the figure he came up with made him proudly speed.

The new city is good, the road is wide and wide, and ordinary drivers like themselves who have been driving for more than ten years can also drive the feeling of a professional racing driver.

It's like racing against the surrounding cars, the driver is dissatisfied with the cars that are slightly behind the left and right, and he steps on the accelerator to overtake.

Suddenly, as if ghostly, a red umbrella appeared in front of his car, and the driver didn't have time to see it clearly, so he slammed on the brakes.

A huge collision pierced through the glass in front of it and hit the driver hard. He sat in the driver's seat, and just now he seemed to see a woman's pale face, and he flashed by.

Although the speeding truck braked in time, due to inertia and the wet road, it dragged forward for a distance, undulating for a while, as if it had pressed something.

He was terrified, but after a few breaths, he slowly opened the door and went down with his legs shaking.

The vehicle behind had to stop, and several drivers poked their heads out, thinking that something might be wrong in front of them, and wanted to see what was real.

The driver of the accident staggered to the front of the car with weak feet, stood tremblingly, and with a hint of luck, looked for the person he hit.

A woman in a cotton white dress, most of her body is under the car, and her upper body is intact.

The woman's eyes were closed, wonderful, I don't know if it was because of the raindrops falling on the corners of her mouth, and there seemed to be a smile on her pale face.

"Sister, sister?" The driver knelt down and tried to wake her up.

All that answered him was the blood that was spreading under the woman's body, and the rain, which soon reached his legs.

There are brave people who have a clear view of the scene of this car accident. One of the woman's legs was crushed by a wheel, and her flesh and blood were blurred, so she probably couldn't stand up again. I don't know where the blood came out, but it was red and sticky, and the characteristic smell of rust could be smelled clearly in the rain.

The smell of blood made the driver who caused the accident taste death, as if he was strangled by something, he knelt motionless on the ground, and let the people around him say something.

In the distance, a red umbrella seemed to belong to another world, lying quietly on the side of the road. The water droplets stained on the surface of the umbrella could not bear their own weight, and slid down like tears and blood.