There was a sharp braking sound, and a black Mercedes-Benz suddenly braked. Its tires rubbed against the ground and slid on the ground for two or three meters. Only then was it able to stop the car, no more than ten centimeters away from the long-haired girl in front.
The driver leaned on the seat as if exhausted. Thinking of the previous thrill, a layer of cold sweat formed on his back. If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have been knocked away. The driver gasped for breath, and the shock had just subsided.
He looked forward and saw a long-haired girl standing in front of the car in despair, her eyes dim and lifeless.
This person was none other than Yang Yuxi. After leaving Ye Zhan's house, she left without knowing the direction. She was so depressed that she didn't even notice the red light. This led to the thrilling scene above.
"How do you walk? Don't you have eyes?" Seeing that nothing happened, the driver's worry subsided, and a burst of anger surged out. He rolled down the window and scolded the driver. Yang Yuxi glanced at the driver and did not answer.
He hugged his knees with his hands and squatted on the ground weakly.
"Hey, don't pretend, I didn't hit you at all." The driver suddenly became anxious when he saw Yang Yuxi squatting down. "What's going on?" came a soft voice from the back seat. "There's a woman in front.
Suddenly she ran into the motorway, causing me to almost hit her... but she squatted on the ground and couldn't leave," the driver explained.
"Maybe we were frightened. Let's go down and take a look." The voice came again from the back seat. The car door was pushed open from the inside out, and a young man got out of the car. He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, with a slender body.
He has a well-proportioned, fair and handsome face, a pair of dark eyes, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the straight bridge of his nose, and his three-quarter black hair blowing in the wind, elegant and dusty.
"Miss, are you out of time? Do I need to take you to the hospital?" The young man took three steps in front of the car and saw Yang Yuxi squatting on the ground. A soft voice came out of his lips.
, the palm of his hand gently rested on his shoulder.
Yang Yuxi's head was slightly raised, and her long black and smooth hair fell down her shoulders, revealing her delicate face, but her eyes were still dim and lifeless.
"Yang Yuxi!" Seeing Yang Yuxi's appearance clearly, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted in surprise. "Senior!" When he heard the man calling his name, Yang Yuxi's eyes began to focus, and he recognized the young man's identity.
It was Feng Xujia, her senior in college.
"Yuxi, why are you here? Are you injured anywhere?" Feng Xujia asked with concern, a pair of eyes scanning Yang Yuxi. "I'm fine." Yang Yuxi shook her head and stood up from the ground. She was just sad, not at all.
Where does it hurt?
"Aren't you in Donghai? Why did you come to the capital? I see that you seem very unhappy. Did something happen?" Seeing that Yang Yuxi was not injured, Feng Xujia breathed a sigh of relief and asked a series of questions. Yang Yuxi shook his head sadly.
, and did not explain anything. It was not that he was unwilling to talk, but that he did not know how to say it.
"Are you having trouble with Zhang Haoxuan?" Feng Xujia asked tentatively. In his impression, Yang Yuxi has always been a strong girl. The only thing that can make her so sad is emotional. "I have broken up with him.
"Yang Yuxi shook her head and said. "You broke up with him!" Feng Xujia exclaimed, and couldn't help but feel happy.
