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The most beautiful time 8

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    It was the third day after the Chinese New Year when I saw Xiao Jing again.

    I thought she would come back after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.  Did not expect so soon.

    She called and asked me to pick her up.

    I hesitated.

    "The big cat didn't come. I was the only oneand it was very difficult to find a taxi in the middle of the night." He said pitifully.

    "OkayokayI'll be there in a while, so don't move."

    "Uh-huh¡­"

    After hanging up the phone, I set off to the train station in a hurry.

    Go in a hurry.  Forgot to bring helmet and gloves.

    The winter wind blew violently on the face, which hurt like a wound.  Moreover, the thin shirt was only wrapped with a down jacket, and he forgot to wear a sweater.

    I am riding an old motorcycle that Xiaomi bought in the second-hand market.

    By the time I got to the train station, my hands were numb and unconscious.

    Xiao Jing sat on the suitcase and waited bored.  Curly black hair hung down over her face.  She looked around from time to time.  Check your phone every now and then.

    I walked over.

    "Hey, Xiaojing."

    "Monkey, you are finally here." She immediately stood up happily.

    "Didn't you ask for marriage leave? You can come back after the fifteenth day. Why are you here so early?"

    "Hey, it's hard to say."

    "Did you quarrel with the big cat?"

    "I don't want to stay at home. The two families haven't discussed the marriage yet."

    I put my luggage on the motorcycle and tied it up.

    "Are you hungry?" I asked.

    "Not hungry. Just too cold."

    I took off my down jacket and handed it to her.

    She didn't answer.

    "It's better for you to wear it. You see that you don't even wear a sweater in winter."

    "I am in good health, it doesn't matter."

    "Anyway, I'll be in the dormitory in a while Put it on quickly. I want to go back early and have a good sleep. I haven't slept well at home these few days."

    All right.

    I had to put the down jacket on again.

    I wanted to show my superb driving skills in front of her, so I drove very fast.

    She was a little scared.

    Her body was tightly pressed against mine, and she whispered, slow down, slow down.

    I did not follow her advice.

    Men sometimes care about their self-esteem.  Especially in front of the girl I like, I always want to show my excellence.

    The fog was thick.

    There is a section of road ahead that is under construction.  The road is full of potholes.  It was too late to brake, and the car fell into a quagmire.

    I was thrown far away.

    All the bones in the whole body seemed to be smashed.  I lay on the ground and struggled to stand up, wanting to see where Xiaojing was?

    There was a viscous liquid flowing on my face. I touched it with my hand and put it to my nose to smell it. There was a strong smell of blood.  I know it's blood.  Arms, legs full of scrapes.  But I didn't have time to take care of my injury, and desperately called Xiaojing's name.

    She was crushed under the motorcycle.  Fortunately, her hand was tightly holding the rope that bound the suitcase.  It was not thrown out.

    "How are you?" I asked.

    "It's okay. Just can't get out. The motorcycle is too heavyI can't move."

    "It's okay, I'll come."

    Enduring the pain, I gritted my teeth and tried my best to lift the motorcycle off her body.

    There was also blood on her face and hands.

    "Go to the hospital quickly," she said.

    She was visibly frightened by the blood on my body.

    "How are your legs? Can you walk?" I asked.

    "Leave me alone. Look at you No, go to the hospital immediately."

    She was a little out of control.

    The voice was hoarse, as if crying.

    "II'm fine."

    "It's all like this, and he said it's okay."

    She dialed 120.

    We sat on the dirty clods and waited for a long time.  She kept holding my hand and kept asking, does it hurt?

    The moonlight was beautiful that night.

    really beautiful.

    Because when I looked up at the sky, I couldn't help but smile.

    Her hair is messy.  The tears and blood on the face merged together.

    But in my eyes, it is still too beautiful.

      "Big catwhy didn't you come with you?" I asked.

    "I said, I don't want to stay at home."

    She doesn't want to talk to me about big cats.  His tone was extremely irritable.

    There was a long silence.

    "Actually, I ran away from home in a fit of anger I don't want to get married, not at all. We are only 21 years old. The children in the city are still in college, and we have entered the palace of marriage. It's funny to think about it.  "

    "This is like our destiny. If you don't go to school, you will come out to work. Then you will get married and have children. If you are over 25 years old, you will become a leftover woman, otherwise you will never be able to marry for the rest of your life."

    "Monkey, I don't like big cats at all. But I can't help it, I have to marry him."

    "Why?" I asked.

    She dodged and dodged.  do not want to answer.

    The ambulance is here.

    We went to the hospital.

    There is only one doctor on duty in the emergency room.

    "Doctor, show him first. He is seriously injured." She ran to the doctor and begged loudly, completely forgetting that she also had wounds on her body.

    The doctor made fun of him and said, you are lucky to have such a good girlfriend.

    She was busy going to register and didn't hear the doctor's words.

    "Noshe's not my girlfriend."

    "This girl is nice."

    The doctor looked at me meaningfully.

    I know what he means.

    "She is getting married soon. The bridegroom is not me."

    "Oh, that's it." Quite disappointed.

    This doctor is really a gossip.

    There is no internal injury, only a little skin trauma.  The doctor disinfected the wound, applied ointment, and dispensed some medicine.

    We went back.  Toss most of the night.

    When I arrived at the dormitory, it was almost dawn.

    "You go back to the dormitory to sleep first. I will find someone to bring the suitcase back later." I said.

    "There is nothing important in the suitcase. If you lose it, you lose it. It doesn't matter. You just stay in bed and rest."

    "It's just me to blame, it's nothing to show off."

    "I don't blame you. Thank you for coming to pick me up so late," she said.

    My conscience is even worse.  After seeing her off, I got out of bed again, took the first bus, and searched for her suitcase along the way.

    The morning was extremely cold.

    Thinking of the thrilling night with her, I am in a particularly good mood.  Smiling all the way.  The driver kept looking at me through the rearview mirror, so he wouldn't suspect that the first customer early in the morning was crazy.

    Finally, I saw the motorcycle lying on the ground.  Get excited right away.

    "Can the driver stop?" I asked.

    "No. The company has regulations, no stop without a stop sign." A tough attitude.

    But I am not discouraged.

    I pointed to the motorcycle to the driver, and said to him, Uncle, I accidentally fell down on the motorcycle yesterday. I just came back from the hospital, and I haven¡¯t had time to go home yet, so I¡¯m looking for something I forgot here  .  This thing is extremely important to me.  It's really important, I can trade my life for it.  And this place is far from the next stop sign.  For the sake of my serious injury, let me get off here.  Anyway, there are no passengers at this time

    The driver was softened by what I said.

    "Young man, it's not that I mean to make things difficult for you. The company has regulationswell, okay. For Chinese New Yearlet's do it as a kind deed."

    "Thank you, thank you." I was grateful.

    The driver let me out of the car at the scene of the motorcycle accident.

    I approached the dilapidated motorcycle.  The gray suitcase was safely strapped to the trunk of the motorcycle.  I untied the rope above and brushed off the dust.  Like a child who gets a treasure.

    The sun has just risen.  Its light is gentle and considerate.  Like a mother's hand touching her cheek.

    I was surrounded by an indescribable warmth.

    So, everything around me becomes cute.

    It turns out that being cared about and loved by others is such a wonderful thing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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