Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh take you home
Chapter 577: Take you home
Late at night, heavy rain fell from the sky, hitting the windshield with a loud crackling sound, and the wipers shook rapidly, but still could not wipe away the blur in front of my eyes.
While driving, I continued to call Murong Mingyue's number, but I still couldn't get through again and again, which made me even more worried.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, and lightning seemed to be a sharp weapon tearing apart the heaven and earth, illuminating everything around it, making people marvel at the majestic power of nature.
"Dudu"
The whistle sounded, and the road ahead was slightly blocked. I looked up and saw, well, we had arrived at the entrance of the expressway. There was a large backlog of vehicles. A line of shocking words was shaking on the LED screen in front: "An accident occurred five kilometers ahead of the road.
The area collapsed and caused a traffic accident. Please drive with caution."
I frowned and secretly prayed that nothing would happen to Murong Mingyue. It might have been due to a traffic accident and maybe the mobile phone signal was interfered with by the thunderstorm.
However, I still took the card and went straight onto the expressway, feeling really worried.
The x12 flew through the wind at lightning speed, and heavy rain hit the vehicle, making people feel even more anxious.
Not far away, suddenly the lights ahead were brightly lit, and the traffic lights kept alternating with green. That was the sign of a traffic accident light. Sure enough, an accident happened here.
I braked and stopped the car on the pause strip. I took an umbrella and quickly got out of the car. When I got closer, I saw that there was only one accident maintenance vehicle. It was in the center of the highway, with a radius of about five meters.
A landslide occurred, blocking some traffic on both sides.
What's even worse is that in the opposite lane, two earth-moving trucks filled with soil collided with a trailer. Both earth-moving trucks overturned, and the soil dumped on the ground, piled up like a mountain, and caused a chain of vehicles behind them.
It was a collision and I don't know if anyone died.
Many people got out of the car with umbrellas, and everyone turned on their car lights.
"Why is there a landslide here? Isn't 2012 already over?" someone said.
Someone immediately replied: "Humph, a crappy project."
"I wonder if anyone died. Many cars collided with each other. The 120 car has not come for a long time. What is the use of just a traffic accident maintenance vehicle?"
"In the middle of the night, 120 will definitely need response time. Who knows when it will arrive?"
I used the green belt, turned over the middle separation fence, walked to the side of the earthmoving truck, and inspected the small trucks one by one——
Camry, no
Honda, no
BMW, no
Buick Regal, neither
I looked at them one by one, and none of them was Murong Mingyue's A8. I couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed that Sister Mingyue was not involved in the accident. That would be great.
But at this moment, suddenly the high pile of dirt fell down with a "snap" sound, revealing the butt of a car buried underneath. Under the illumination of the headlights, I could clearly see the tail number of the car.
It's a 555, and it's a red Audi.
My heart suddenly hurt, and the umbrella in my hand fell to the ground with the wind. I threw myself on the earth like crazy, and quickly pulled at the solid and cold earth with my hands.
"That boy, are you crazy?" Someone shouted from the side.
I ignored him and continued to dig at the soil with my hands. My whole body was instantly soaked, but the cold rain made me anxious. God knows how long Murong Mingyue had been buried. Don't let anything happen. Don't let anything happen!
A severe sting came, but I didn't know whether it was heartache or the sting of my nails being dug out of the soil. After a while, my hands were covered with blood. There were many glass shards, iron tools and other debris in the soil, but
, the pain in my fingers will never compare to the pain in my heart. Murong Mingyue's stubborn voice is still lingering in my ears: "I want to go home!"
In an instant, tears burst out of my eyes. I lay on the ground and cried softly: "I want to take you home, Murong Mingyue, I must take you home!"
Behind him, a middle-aged man shouted: "Young man, stop digging, the top is going to collapse!"
Before I finished speaking, a piece of wet soil hit my head and face. This feeling of being buried was the second time I tried it, and it was not pleasant.
I waved my arms desperately, struggling to lift a pile of soil, and continued digging.
Behind him, a group of people were stunned, and finally someone whispered: "This kid must have someone important to him in the car."
Another person shouted: "What are you talking about? Help, it's important to save people!"
More people were digging with their bare hands, but with the stinging pain from my fingers, I suddenly poked something, it was the window of this A8!
I quickly pushed away the soil, and a palm-sized car window appeared in front of me. It was covered with soil. When I saw the situation below, I was so anxious that I pushed the soil on one side hard and continued digging. Soon after, half of the car window was opened.
Appearing in front of you, wiping away the dirt on the glass, you can see Murong Mingyue lying on the steering wheel, a trace of blood sliding down her cheek and staining her long hair.
"Sister Mingyue"
I suddenly thumped, and my heart was as sharp as a knife.
The car has been sealed for too long, and there may be no oxygen. Thinking of this, I clenched my fingers into a fist, suddenly hit the car glass without hesitation, and only heard a "bang" sound, and the car window was shattered.
Groove, perhaps because of the strengthened bones of the virus, my strength is indeed very strong now.
After several more punches, finally, a corner of the car window was broken, and cold rain poured into the car, quickly drenching Murong Mingyue.
"Get up quickly, Mingyue, get up quickly, Murong Mingyue!!" I lay down by the window, almost crying in a pleading tone.
However, Murong Mingyue remained motionless as the heavy rain dripped down her long hair, soaking her white collar and brown uniform.
Around them, a group of passersby fell silent. It seemed that everyone already knew what happened. Murong Mingyue's car and the earthmoving truck were directly rear-ended. Under the huge impact, the result was unpredictable.
The car door couldn't be opened. I still tried my best to claw and kick it with my hands. While pushing away the dirt, I shouted at the top of my lungs: "Murong Mingyue, do you hear me? Get up. I can't sleep anymore. You have forgotten you."
Did you promise me that you would take me home? Now, everyone is waiting for you at home. You can't sleep outside so irresponsibly, you bastard!"
I knelt slumped in the soil and let the heavy rain hit my face. I almost lost all my strength. I lowered my head and gritted my teeth. Tears of regret fell down my face. If I accompanied Murong Mingyue to Hangzhou, maybe everything would be over.
It won't happen anymore.
Bright red blood flowed along my nails, and I whimpered lowly while slowly digging into the cold soil with my fingers. No matter what, I had to open the car door and take her home.
Suddenly, I raised my head, only to find that Murong Mingyue in the car had unbuckled her seat belt and was looking at me. She had multiple bruises on her forehead, blood solidified along her face, and a pair of beautiful eyes looking at me intently.
Tears burst into my eyes, and my whole body seemed to collapse. I cried softly: "Lu Chen, you stinky boy"
I was overjoyed and looked at Murong Mingyue: "Are you okay?"
Murong Mingyue burst into tears and said in a crying voice: "I'm fine, you're crying."
I turned around quickly, wiped my eyes hard, and said with a trembling voice: "I'm not crying, it's just rain. How could I cry? You must have read it wrong."
Murong Mingyue's shoulders trembled and she cried: "Well, we won't cry either."
Finally, the car door opened, and I took Murong Mingyue out of the car. Her shirt and chest were stained red with blood. I didn't know how serious the injury was.
Around us, a group of people looking at us showed knowing smiles, and some people ran over to hold an umbrella for Murong Mingyue.
Holding Murong Mingyue in my arms, I looked around, but the ambulance still hadn't come. God knows when they would come.
I turned over and passed the middle guardrail. Seeing that there were not many vehicles in front of me, I quickly came to the side of X12 and put Murong Mingyue on the passenger seat.
"etc"
Murong Mingyue weakly held my hand, pointed to the a8 that was buried by the earthmoving truck, and said: "Lu Chen, the first-mover agreement signed between me and Hangzhou Tenglong Company is in the bag, help me get the bag, then
You don’t need a car.”
"Um!"
I clearly saw that the front of the A8 was completely twisted and deformed by the impact. It was probably scrapped and I couldn't get rid of it. Instead of repairing it, I might as well buy a new one.
She hurried back and found Murong Mingyue's bag in the car. She pulled out her favorite small plastic sculpture of Tang Yurou on the front desk of the car and threw it into the bag. Basically, this car had nothing to do with Murong Mingyue.
Back in x12, I looked at Murong Mingyue and said, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Tell me now, are there any fractures or heavy bleeding?"
Murong Mingyue closed her eyes, lay down in the car, and murmured: "No, I just feel so tired and want to sleep for a while."
"I'll take you to the hospital!"
"Um"
I quickly turned the car around and couldn't go back to the other side's lane. Then I violated the traffic rules once. I drove in the opposite direction on the side road of the highway, turned on the hazard lights, and kept alternating the high and low beams to warn the vehicle in front. This was really a waste of time.
It was too dangerous, but there was no way. Murong Mingyue had to be sent to the hospital as quickly as possible!
"Didi didi"
The car horns were honking one after another. I was like a kid who dared the world to criticize me. I received eye rolls and middle fingers from countless drivers, but it didn't matter. As long as Murong Mingyue was fine, everything I did was worth it.
Looking at Murong Mingyue sleeping peacefully next to me, I smiled softly and said: "Sister Mingyue, I will take you home."
Murong Mingyue said nothing, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.
