On the sea-crossing bridge, the frightening accident finally passed without danger, and the crowd of onlookers and vehicles dispersed.

The trailer arrived late and pulled the bus back to the bridge deck.

Some of the wounded were already in ambulances on their way to the hospital; Some are being debrided by nurses and simple bandages are being done on site.

And the aunt who almost killed ten lives, although she was lucky enough to escape, but her punishment was waiting for her, and she was taken into the police car.

The police will take her to the hospital for a physical examination, and after confirming that she is okay, they will invite her to the police station for "tea".

The crime of endangering public safety is no joke.

Tong Zuer sat on the side in a trance, and a policewoman was comforting her softly.

And Shen Sihuan looked at Wen Yan in front of him, in the dim sight, the roof light of the police car shone on his face, brilliant and dreamlike, she couldn't see his expression clearly.

Just now, Wen Yan walked onto the bus on crutches and pulled her up from the ground.

His right hand was hanging from his chest, and his left hand was on crutches, and he had no extra hands. He simply threw his crutches at the driver outside the door, put his left hand around her shoulder, and limped her out.

The whole time, he didn't say a word more.

And now, Wen Yan clenched the cane in his left hand and said, "Let the driver take you to the hospital, have a routine checkup, and be safe." Then, he will send you back to school. ”

Flat tone, flat tone.

"What about you?" Shen Sihuan asked.

He used his crutches to point to the taxi next to him, and the driver was one of the people who still hadn't left.

"But ......"

Wen Yan has a habit of cleanliness, since he was a child, when did he ever take a taxi?! He would probably rather walk until dawn than get on a taxi.

But he was not negotiable, turned around and explained a few words to the driver, and then turned his back to her and said: "My company still has something to do, so let's go first." He walked to the taxi without looking back, opening the door and getting into the car without a hint of hesitation.

It wasn't until the back of the taxi turned into a small dot in her sight that she reacted and turned her head to look at Tong Zu'er.

It's really not early, they still have to go to the hospital, they haven't eaten yet, there is a curfew in the dormitory building, so they have to hurry.

……

……

in a taxi.

The driver couldn't help but peek at the passenger in the back seat from the rearview mirror for the Nth time.

He sat in silence with a cane in his hand as soon as he got into the car, asked him where he was going, and when he didn't answer, he said, "Drive forward."

Now, the driver could clearly see that his hand holding the cane was trembling, and his ribcage was rising and falling violently......

Why are you so panicked? It can't be something wrong, right?

What should I do if I get sick? You won't lie to him, will you?

Hey, I knew I wouldn't be so idle!

The driver was muttering in his heart when the "suspected ill" passenger suddenly spoke, saying, "Stop." ”

The sound was not high, but the driver immediately braked sharply, which was the end of the bridge.

The man trembled and tried several times before opening the car door. He staggered to the railing, one hand on his thigh, his head down and panting desperately, as if a hand had strangled his lungs and throats.

After a while, he simply sat down on the ground.

The crutch was lying alone on the ground, the car was running double jump lights, and the driver was standing by the door watching him.

The man, with his severed hands and lame legs, sat on the ground without hesitation, his long legs stretched out like a child. He covered his face with his left hand, and his shoulders trembled uncontrollably......

He thought he was going to lose her again.

Just like back then, every day, he stood by the sea and looked at the blue sky......

He asked himself, would she never come back? The next second, he gritted his teeth again, no, she will come back, she will.

Much later, the taxi driver saw his wife reading a romance novel called "Sadness Flows Into a River." Before he did it, he would have mocked the title of the book.

But at that time, he suddenly remembered the back of the man who sat on the bridge and shivered that night.

He thought, if grief really flows backwards, probably, that's what it looks like......