The sun jumped up from the gap between the two buildings, and every moment it did not hesitate.

The first thing to wake up on the street is the breakfast stall. Then there are the buses, fuel buses, natural gas buses, electric buses and "ding ding cars" powered by pantographs in real time, all wake up in an instant, and start to shuttle and bust according to the established route.

Then came the electric bicycles, which of all shapes and styles began to rush onto the road, and the riders scrambled to rush left and right. The whole city has woken up completely.

The noise continued for an hour or two and then subsided slightly. On the roadside paid parking space on Riverside Road, next to an SUV that was covered in mud and couldn't see the color of the body.

The toll collector looked at the toll notice pressed by the wipers. I walked to the butt of the car and looked at the license plate of the car, and confirmed that the barely clean photo behind me was still the shape that I wiped with my sunscreen sleeve yesterday morning in order to facilitate the copy of the license plate.

He shook his head and walked away. It seems that the car that took pictures from other places should have participated in a cross-country race or ran a muddy mountain road for several days in the wind and rain. The small town is in the southern water town, within a radius of several hundred kilometers, and it is almost impossible to run the car like this.

Hurry up to the morning practice under the banyan tree by the river, the uncle Huhu Shengfeng finished a set of swordsmanship, and very satisfied put away his big sword props and prepared to go early. Standing on the side of the river, I glanced a little across the river, and saw a ragged man curled up on the rocks by the river opposite.

The uncle took out his old man machine from the canvas bag, and called 120 in a calm tone, and hung up the phone after repeatedly confirming the location and time with the operator, and then picked up the small canvas bag and the big sword props, and left without looking back.

The ambulance was a waste of effort, and it was difficult to get people into the car and the doctors and nurses who followed the car found out. The man had multiple bruises of varying degrees, and the nurse was asking and shouting all the way, and all she answered was the sound of breathing.

The doctor on board could not determine whether he had been thrown into the river after a fight, or whether he had drunk himself and had fallen into the river, and then was washed by the river from somewhere onto the rock protruding from the river.

The ambulance sped all the way to the hospital, and the attending doctor saw that he had no signs of consciousness. I had to notify the medical department to open a green channel for rescue first.

Zhang Saiwen had a long dream. There is no boundary between dream and reality, he drove the car, and a little boy sat in the passenger seat. The sun was shining outside the window, and the beam of light refracted from the passenger glass hit the boy, whose hair shifted wildly between golden and black.

The child opened his mouth and called him dad with a smile, and the smile on that little face was healing and warm. He suddenly remembered that the child was not old enough to sit in the passenger seat. It is very natural to ask the child: How old are you, son?

The son in the passenger seat began to change his face frantically, and he quickly changed his face with a big back combed, a face that was slashed diagonally by a knife, a face with a sharp monkey cheek, and a face that couldn't see clearly while wearing a mask......

Suddenly distracted, there was a shrill shouting sound in the back seat. He looked in the rearview mirror of the car, and his sister sat in the back seat with a helpless look on his distracted driving. He naturally said: Why do you make such a sharp and piercing voice with a virtuous and virtuous face?

My sister's face changed into senior sister Ge Yiyi when she talked and laughed, and Ge Yiyi grabbed the white and said Do you think I won't shout sharply? I scream and I can't scare you to death! Reach out to pat him and tell him to drive seriously.

The moment the hand reached over, the face changed again, and it changed to the helpless face of his fiancée standing on the engagement stage. It has become a face wearing a butterfly mask in the dark light, and the foxy face on the waterbed in the love hotel......

Behind him, there was a mother's anxious voice: Son, wake up! If you don't wake up again, the car is going to drive down the river! Outside the window, there is also a self. Keeping pace with the car, no matter if he stepped on the accelerator or drove at a turtle speed, he was watching himself outside the window outside the cab glass.

He didn't know where the line between reality and dreams was. Consciousness suddenly ran out of body to the self who was on a par with the car. Looking at himself in the car, he felt sad for no reason, and asked himself in the car: Where are you going to drive the car? You know that this car can't be turned back?

He held the steering wheel and spasmed, suddenly not daring to look at himself outside the window. Under the pretext of looking at the road and watching the traffic, he buried his head in his chest. Suddenly, many people in the back seat were shouting neatly and sharply: concentrate on driving! The car is going to overturn!

I tried my best to raise my head and chest, and tried to break open my eyes, which were blinding white.

A man in a white lab coat and a mask was shining a flashlight on his eyeballs. He raised his hand, grabbed the hand with the flashlight tightly, and asked, "Do you see my wallet?" The hand was clenched by him, and the sound seemed to come faintly from behind a large mountain. I couldn't hear what he said.

He asked again: Do you see my wallet?

The voice finally ran from the back of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but the place where he stood was at the bottom of the mountain. He could even see the doctor's mouth moving hidden under the mask. But I still couldn't hear what the doctor was saying.

And he tried again: my wallet. The voice reached his ears and startled him, and the voice was hoarse and weird.

Finally I heard the doctor's words, and the doctor said: What is yours? Wallets? Have you lost your wallet?

He said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know, can you help me see if my wallet is there?"

The doctor asked: Where did you put your wallet?

He was a little angry and screamed at the doctor and said, "My wallet is in my right trouser pocket!" It doesn't feel like it's there. You help me see if there's one in the other place!

Where to look?

Look at the pockets elsewhere on my body!

The doctor came to touch him, and when he crossed the other side of the pocket of his clothes, he seemed to be slammed on the chest with a stethoscope that the doctor hung around his neck. The pain was so painful that he bared his teeth and was about to lash out at the doctor. I heard the doctor say: You have two rib stress fractures. Don't be nervous, it's normal to feel pain.

The doctor said, "No, we haven't been able to find your wallet." Do you have documents in your wallet?

He grabbed the doctor's hand and threw a chrysalis behind him with all his might. The doctor lifted him by the wrist and pushed him harder. Finally sat up and confirmed that it was the hospital. There are beds on the left and right, and there seem to be many beds.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that in the patient information column on the right, the name column read: Anonymous

He said to the doctor, "Doctor, please help me fill in my name again." My name is Zhang Saiwen, Gong Chang Zhang, the race of horse racing, and the text of culture.

Without paying attention, the doctor didn't know where to go, and a man in a police uniform came to his bed with something like a post-it note and a pen.