The owner of the locomotive took off his helmet, grabbed his hair, put on a pretty face, and went over to knock on the window.

"Hey!"

The people inside didn't react.

He continued to knock, and the sound became louder and louder, and he didn't know that he thought he was dismantling the car.

Fang Jiying endured the pain and pressed the car window, the blood on his forehead flowed to his eyes, and in the blurred vision, an exceptionally young face broke in. He stood there with his red helmet in his arms, looking down, unhurried.

"How do you drive?"

It sounds pretty weak.

Haven't fainted yet.

Yan Cong apologized: "I'm sorry, my driving skills are not good." ”

He didn't even bow his head, and his apologetic tone was insincere.

Fang Jiying's whole body hurt, and he didn't have the strength to quarrel with him, so he saw him leaning leisurely against the front of the car, calling the police there, with his empty other hand and nothing to do, fiddling with the goggles on his helmet.

"Hello, my car collided with a white private car."

He said: "Locomotives. ”

Then I talked about the model of the car.

The police asked for the address.

He answered truthfully: "The intersection of Chongshan Road and Avenue of Stars." ”

It must have been asking about the injuries of the person involved in the accident.

Yan Cong glanced at Fang Jiying: "I can't die." ”

Fang Jiying: "......"

I have never seen such a justified culprit.

Yan Cong hung up the phone, held the phone and shook it in front of Fang Jiying's eyes, as if to confirm whether she was awake or dizzy: "Did I call an ambulance for you, or did you call it yourself?" ”

Fang Jiying pressed the wound on his forehead and called an ambulance herself.

The perpetrator Yan Cong did not run away, waited at the scene, and took a few photos of the scene very "sensibly" as evidence, and also took two photos of Fang Jiying's face.

The traffic police arrived first, followed by Fang Jiying's assistant, and finally the ambulance. Fang Jiying was accompanied by an assistant and was taken to the hospital. Yan Cong took the locomotive and went to the traffic police force.

When he was about to get off work, Wen Changling heard Jiahui say that Fang Jiying had a car accident and was admitted to the VIP ward, with stitches on his forehead. Jiahui also said that this is the evil man, and the wicked have their own evil grind.

Wen Changling did not express any opinions. Her complaint record can't be erased, and there is no hope of promotion within a year. But it doesn't matter, she didn't come to Dihong for promotion.

As soon as he got home from work, Wen Changling received a call from Yan Cong.

"Changling, you come to pick me up."

When Wen Changling arrived at the traffic police team, he realized that it was not the wicked who had their own wicked people, but Yan Cong who came and went. The traffic police sentenced him to full responsibility, and Wen Changling was very sure that the accident was not unintentional.

When he was far away, Wen Changling asked, "Who told you?" ”

Yan Cong didn't speak.

"Doctor Chiang?"

He didn't feel at all wrong: "Does it matter? ”

"Do you know what you're doing?" Wen Changling rarely spoke to him in such a serious tone.

"Yes." He had a hard mouth, looked at the tree next to him, but didn't look at Wen Changling's eyes, "I was driving on the road, my driving skills were not good, and I accidentally hit someone else's car." ”

This can only deceive others.

In February this year, Yan Cong rode her to Wuling Mountain, and on the fastest downhill road, he said: Don't be afraid, my riding skills are very good, you close your eyes, let the wind blow, and you won't be sad if you blow.

Because she said it was sad.

Yan Cong told her that when people descend at high speed, they will have a sense of pleasure and forget all the sad things. With such a high slope and such a fast speed, he Yan Cong took her sixteen times, how could he not have good driving skills.

"Yan Cong."

She circled around to him.

He was stubborn, more stubborn than her: "I'm not wrong." ”

"You're not a kid anymore."

"Fang Jiying is not a child." He is unreasonable, what kind of reason does he say, his suicide note has been written, "She can play majestic, why can't I?" ”

I don't know when it began, Yan Cong has a kind of self-abandonment and self-abandonment, regardless of loneliness, as if he is going to die with this world at any time.

If it was someone else, Wen Changling would definitely tell him that this kind of practice of hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting two would be stupid and would be injured. But Yan Cong, she knew very well why he didn't spare his life.

"Are there any injuries?"

Her tone softened.

Yan Cong knew that this was a sign that she was not angry.

He smiled at this time: "Of course not, my driving skills are good." As long as Wen Changling is not angry, he will immediately accept softness, and then reconcile as soon as possible, "Don't be angry, I know how to measure." ”

Wen Changling hailed a car: "I'll take you to the hospital." ”

"No, I'm going home."

"Go to the hospital."

Wen Changling opened the door of the back seat.

Yan Cong reluctantly got into the car: "Why are you more annoying than my grandfather." ”

Xie Shang's aunt is called Xie Yanli, and she is the third in the family.

"It's me."

When Xie Shang received Xie Yanli's call, he was lighting the lantern at the door.

Xie Yanli's attitude towards him, as before, did not take a roundabout, it was a typical elder-style order: "Yingying had a car accident, she is in Dihong Hospital, you go to see her." ”

Wen Changling hasn't come back yet, I don't know if I'm lost halfway.

Xie Shang glanced at the intersection: "Auntie, I'm not a doctor. ”

"Ying Ying, no matter what you say, it's half of your sister, you can't go to see her if she is injured?" Xie Yanli's reason is, "You have a lawyer's license, if the culprit is unreasonable, you will not suffer a loss if you are present." ”

After all, he is an elder, and he should give him a polite thanks, with a humble attitude: "My father is also half an uncle of Fang Jiying, and he has more experience as a lawyer than me, aunt, I suggest you find him." ”

Xie Yanli's tone was not very kind: "If it weren't for you, Ying Yingneng would be the body she is now?" She reproached, "Xie Jifu, you must have a conscience in life." ”

If you talk about old things again, then it's not interesting.

Xie Shang hung up directly. A gust of wind blew the lanterns from side to side, and the figures on the ground in the distance were slowly elongated, and Xie Shang subconsciously raised his head.

Wen Changling walked in front of him and didn't look at him.

Xie Shang looked at the rabbit on the lantern, then turned around and entered the door and turned off the light.

Granny Zhu left food for Wen Changling, and it was hot in the pot, but Granny Zhu hadn't eaten it yet, and the meal was waiting for Wen Changling. Wen Changling often eats with Granny Zhu, and she will regularly pay Granny Zhu living expenses, but Granny Zhu always refuses to accept it, so Wen Changling has to change the way to buy things for her.

Wen Changling changed his clothes and came over for dinner.

Granny Zhu said, "Changling, you take the bowl of mushroom soup on the table to Boss Xie next door." ”

Boss Xie taught Tongtong to play the guzheng, and Granny Zhu was a person who knew how to repay her kindness.

Wen Changling brought the two bowls of mushroom soup on the table to him: "Don't give it, I'm very hungry today, and I don't have enough to eat." ”

Wen Changling heard Jiang Youyou say that Fang Jiying was very obsessed with Xie Shang.

That would explain why she was being complained about. Thinking about the big adventure in the KTV last night, Qiao Yi didn't pass it on.

Granny Zhu also saw that Wen Changling was in a bad mood.

"Okay, then I won't give it to Boss Xie."

Although Granny Zhu knows how to repay her kindness, she also protects her shortcomings.

So, the two bowls of mushroom soup went into Wen Changling's stomach.

Thereupon......