Su Zhetuo looked at the white roses on the ground and chose to ignore Gong Ruxue's tears. Since he knew he was wrong, he would not make the mistake again.
"Stop the car," Su Zhetuo said coldly. The driver heard it and didn't understand what he meant. Stop the car? Why did he stop the car when he hadn't reached the church yet?
"Don't stop," Gong Ruxue also shouted loudly.
The driver looked at them strangely, what are they doing?
"Stop."
"No."
Some cold sweat broke out on Si's head. Should he stop or not? Who should he listen to?
"Stop," Su Zhetuo said again. The driver looked at Su Zhetuo's cold face and nodded. He was about to stop, but another person was faster than him.
"Don't stop, don't stop," Gong Ruxue wanted to stop her, but as soon as she stood up, she was disturbed by her long wedding dress, and she threw herself on the driver in front of her. The driver instinctively dodged.
But the steering wheel in his hand turned quickly and without paying attention, he drove towards the crosswalk on one side.
Squeak, there was a loud brake sound, everything was so fast, the car rushed forward, and a man walked over just now. Before the man could react, he stood straight on the spot.
.
With a bang, the driver quickly held the steering wheel, but did not notice the large truck coming from the opposite direction.
There was another loud sound, and the two cars collided. It was like an explosion and screams were heard all around.
The sounds of ambulances and police cars were in chaos. This wealthy wedding finally went on. No matter whether Gong Ruxue wanted to get married or not, and whether Su Zhetuo still asked to cancel the wedding in the end,
No one knew anything, and a unique wedding turned into a tragedy caused by a car accident. The bride, groom, and driver were all seriously injured and hospitalized.
The ambulance had already driven away, but there were still patches of blood on the ground. It was hard to tell who belonged to it. Then a heavy rain started, and the raindrops fell quickly like beads. The traffic had returned to normal, but the blood stains on the ground
It had also been washed away by the rain. In fact, no one knew that a man fell under the guardrail and hit his head on the railing. He was still holding an umbrella in his hand. The rain kept hitting him.
The car brushed against his body. Although it did not hit him, he was still taken under the guardrail. The rain hit his face. There was no blood on the man's pale face, but there was still blood on his right hand.
He held the hand tightly, his lips were blue and cold.
When she finished delivering the last newspaper to Qinglan, her whole body was almost soaked. Looking at the dark sky in the distance, she suddenly covered her chest, her heart beating irregularly and feeling a little painful.
She tied her wet hair in front of her forehead. It was raining heavily. Standing under the eaves, the rain in front of her eyes seemed to have no intention of stopping. It kept falling. She bit her lip and ran into the heavy rain. The rain kept falling.
The coldness on her body made her whole body ache.
She kept running forward, and from time to time she needed to wipe away the rain in front of her eyes before she could see clearly everything in front of her. She needed to go home, Qing was still at home waiting for him, and he was still alive and sick.
In the rain, that thin body seemed to be submerged by the rain, shallow and faint, and finally invisible.
The rain in autumn is almost as cold as winter.
She took out the key from her pocket and opened the door, but her hand on the armrest froze. The room was dark, with a quietness that frightened him.
She turned on the light with trembling fingers. The quilt on the bed was neatly folded, but that person was not there.
"Qing..." Her lips opened and closed, and she walked in with a trembling body. She didn't know whether it was because of the cold or because of fear. Her soaked shoes stepped on the ground, leaving a water stain on the ground.
I opened the bathroom, and there was nothing. There was nothing in the kitchen, and there was nothing by the door. I even looked on the bed, and there was nothing. Just like the same time, there was nothing?
Qing, where did you go?
She looked at this small room with dull eyes. She couldn't even hide a cup, let alone a grown man.
Suddenly, she turned around and rushed into the rain again. Qing was gone. She was gone.
She put her cold fingers on her face and wiped the water from her face from time to time. She didn't know whether it was rain or tears. The dark and heavy sky pressed down, and even people's hearts seemed to be depressed. Streets
There was no one on the street, only a soaked woman looking for something, letting the rain keep hitting her body.
There was no place where he worked without telling her before, and there was no place where she delivered newspapers, and there was no place where she often bought steamed buns, no, none. She turned around again and ran home. This time, maybe
, he was already waiting for him at home as before.
When she opened the door to the room, the water on the ground was still wet, and the rain kept hitting the glass, causing small splashes of water. Her pupils shrank, and she fell weakly to the ground. She did not come back, and he did not come back.
"Qing..." The dry throat could only utter this one syllable, Qing, another sound.
Looking at the rain curtain outside helplessly, she struggled to stand up again. In the rain, there was only a thin body disappearing quickly, and the painful breathing, clear, clear...
"Qing," she walked to the muddy road and raised her head. There was no dry place on her body. The rain had already drenched her. Her face was pale and her lips were constantly moving.
"Qing..." There was another sound, and no more sound could come out of her throat, and the sound quickly broke into the air filled with rain.
She walked very slowly, not caring how heavy the rain was. Her eyelashes soaked by the rain trembled slightly, and her eyes were red from crying, showing a bleak autumn atmosphere.
Clear, no more.
She picked him up on a rainy day. Will she lose him on a rainy day? Standing on the dim street light, she stared blankly into the distance. Several cars passed by at high speed. Through the car lights, she saw
A woman who looked like a madman stood there in the rain, motionless.
She raised her face, and the rain fell on her face and body from time to time. She could no longer feel any warmth. She turned around and walked step by step, but she was just walking unconsciously.