The car rushed into the flower bed like an arrow, and hit a thick camphor tree with a "bang". The crown of the tree shook violently several times, making a rustling sound, and a few leaves fluttered down.
The car shook. Xiang Yimo subconsciously closed her eyes tightly and tightened her hands on the steering wheel. When everything calmed down, she slowly opened her eyes and glanced at Nangong Han secretly, "Are you okay?"
He had a cold face and glared at her, "I'm not mad at you yet!"
Xiang Yimo lowered his head and said solemnly, "I'm sorry."
"It's as simple as saying sorry?"
"Who apologized to you? Stop being so sentimental. I'm apologizing to the car!" Xiang Yimo stuck out her tongue playfully.
Nangong Han pursed his thin lips and smiled evilly, "The apology should be sincere. You should pay for the repair fee!"
"There is insurance." Xiang Yimo would not be fooled and blackmailed by him.
Before the car turned off, Nangong Han pulled the reverse gear and said, "Reverse!"
"You still want me to drive?" She had just been hit once, and she was already psychologically affected. "This time it hit a tree. Maybe it will crash next time and rush into the river..."
"Do you really want to die with me?"
Xiang Yimo rolled her eyes. She was so nervous that her palms were sweating. This man actually had the intention to joke, "If you bump into me again, don't blame me!"
"It's okay. Anyway, you have insurance. Let's drive this car as a bumper car for you!" Nangong Han lit a cigarette, and a red light flickered on and off. He took a lazy puff and blew out a few smoke rings, feeling tired.
He leaned on the leather chair and said, "Step on the accelerator and turn right for one and a half turns..."
Xiang Yimo drove cautiously according to his instructions. The car stopped swaying from side to side and moved forward slowly and steadily.
"It's so slow, it's like a snail. When are you going to crawl, step on the accelerator and drive harder!" Nangong Han kept urging her to drive faster.
"No! This is not the direction to go back!" Xiang Yimo realized later that they were clearly going down the mountain, but now they were driving along the winding mountain road to the middle of the mountain.
"Go to the mountains!"
"What are you doing?" Xiang Yimo raised his vigilance and thought, "I just hit your car. Wouldn't you want to kill her and abandon her body in the wilderness?"
Nangong Han sighed helplessly, "Can you stop being so imaginative!"
"Then what are you doing in the mountains?"
“Watch the sunrise!”
Xiang Yimo slammed on the brakes, "Have you hit your brain and become a fool?" Only a lunatic can think of what kind of mountain to go to at night and what kind of sunrise to watch.