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The fifth chapter disaster from heaven (3)

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    "Yes, what's wrong with pragmatism? However, I would like to ask, how did Mr. He see my heart?" Yu Zhenru said with a deliberately surprised look.

    He Tong pushed down the glasses that fell to the tip of his nose, and said, "A gentleman sees the same thing, because I am the same."

    "Oh? I'm really flattered to share the same thoughts with Mr. He." Yu Zhenru said with a weird smile.

    ?The long-distance bus was running at high speed, and everything in sight was deserted, empty and desolate.  The autumn wind blew up unconsciously, and bits and pieces of rain wiped the windows and fell, making people's vision blurred, like falling into the clouds.  He Tong was finally exhausted and gradually fell asleep.

    But Yu Zhenru didn't feel sleepy at all. He Tong's inexplicable behavior today made her feel inexplicable and puzzled.  She seemed to have realized that He Tong was in trouble, and the trouble came from his backyard.  The biggest threat to a successful man often comes from his own family, and He Tong, as one of them, is naturally not immune.

    After a long journey of more than four hours, the luxury bus finally arrived at the destination at three o'clock in the afternoon. However, all the people in the bus were sitting in the bus and did not want to get out of the bus. This was because the wind was blowing suddenly outside and the dust was flying high.  .  Then, it was dark and rainy and snowy, and the cold air quickly froze the rain and snow on the road, like rough mirrors.  Vehicles lined up in long queues, and pedestrians couldn't move an inch. The whole city seemed to be plunged into darkness and chaos in an instant, almost paralyzed.

    He Tong and Yu Zhenru felt that the bus was shaking non-stop, the wind was howling, flying sand and rocks, and pea-sized snow particles smashed the windows of the car, as if hitting their heads directly.  At this moment, He Tong's left eyelid twitched wildly again, as if his entire left face was moving.

    "Yu Zhenru, look, this kind of weather is rare in autumn. Such a strong wind is rare in summer. Do you remember the flood that year? It was also such a dark day and such a big storm.  The wind." He Tong looked sideways at the terrified Yu Zhenru and said.

    Yu Zhenru's head was tucked into the collar of the windbreaker, her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and the cold wind stubbornly poured into her neck through the gap of the car window.  She remembered hearing her grandma say that when the Tangshan earthquake hit the city that year, it was the same scene in advance.

    "Mr. He, there won't be an earthquake, right?" Yu Zhenru stretched out her hands tremblingly, hugging He Tong's arm tightly, and said, "I'm really a little scared."

    He Tong didn't refuse Yu Zhenru's hug, he thought he couldn't refuse at this time, he should be the reliance of a woman in panic, not just him, any man in the world should be like this.

    "Don't be afraid, Manager Yu." He Tong pretended to be indifferent, and said, "Wind and rain are natural phenomena, so what's there to be afraid of?"

    "Mr. He, with you here, I'm not afraid." Yu Zhenru said, putting her arms around He Tong's arm.

    "It's called unpredictable weather," He Tong wanted to ease the tense atmosphere, and said as if he suddenly remembered something, "Manager Yu, did you read the weather forecast last night?"

    "See, Mr. He." Yu Zhenru nodded and said, "Because I was going to fly, so I paid special attention to the weather forecast."

    He Tong raised his hand to wipe off the fog on the car glass, looked at the snowflakes flying outside the window and the dim headlights, and said, "What does the weather forecast say?"

    "Sunny." Yu Zhenru rolled her white eyes and said viciously, "Miss Weather said that the sky is blue and the sun is shining brightly. It's a good weather for citizens to travel."

    He Tong still has these lines in his memory and is familiar with them. This is because he also read last night's weather forecast engrossed, and he was full of praise and admiration for Miss Weather's humane explanation.

    "Hahaha" He Tong laughed exaggeratedly, and said, "The Director of the Meteorological Observatory must be a master of humor, maybe he is a reincarnated disciple of Hou Baolin."

    He Tong's laughter made Yu Zhenru's tense nerves relax a lot, she stretched out her neck from the collar of the towering windbreaker, and said, "Mr. He, tell the news, few of them are telling the truth.  Yes, the only one who wants to tell the truth is the weather forecast, but it is always uncertain, and the common people will still be deceived. You said that all the citizens who went out today have become popsicles? Common people, wretched!  "

    "Manager Yu, there are fewer and fewer people like you who worry about the country and the people." He Tong said, stamping his numb feet a few times.

    "From this point of view, Mr. He's conscience has been wiped out." Yu Zhenru said, steaming into her hands.

    "Get off the bus, get off the bus!" The two were talking, the bus driver suddenly pressed the button of the electric door, opened the front and rear doors, and shoutedI kicked out people.

    For a while, the cold wind mixed with snow particles rushed in through the back door, circled leisurely in the carriage, and then rushed out through the front door, the carriage became an air duct, and the passengers were as cold as ice.

    Originally, the passengers could have stayed in the car for a while longer until the wind stopped and the snow stopped.  However, the middle-aged passenger who was arguing with He Tong and the others for the ticket was dissatisfied and insisted on asking the driver to turn on the hot air, saying that the car was too cold and what to do if he froze to death, and an accident occurred.

    The driver, who was only in his thirties, looked back at the middle-aged passenger who made the request, and said, "Sir, be careful with what you say, do you know that we have contracted it now? Sending hot air will cost fuel, you know  Is that what I earn for a day of running, you know?"

    "But we bought a ticket!" The middle-aged passenger took out the ticket, raised it, and said.

    "Your ticket is for me to take you from Haicheng to the provincial capital, and the heating fee is not included. When you arrive at this station, your ticket will be invalid." The driver honked the horn and said.

    "But we haven't got off the bus yet." The middle-aged passenger said, still unconvinced.

    "Yeah, what if we freeze to death?" Another passenger chimed in.

    The driver felt that he was a little wronged. He should have confiscated the car but confiscated it. He kindly asked these people to stay in the car for a while to avoid the suffering of the wind and snow. Instead of being grateful, he was blamed.  He thought, in this world, one cannot be a good person.  Thinking of this, he pressed the switch of the electric door, causing Feng Xue to embrace the passengers.

    "Okay, comrades, I'm off work." The driver jumped out of the car, waved his hands to the shivering passengers in the car, and said with a smile on his face.

    ? Seeing the driver disappearing into the wind and snow without looking back, the whole car was full of dumb people eating coptis, it was unspeakable suffering.  They looked at each other for a moment, then picked up their luggage and fled.  Among them, the middle-aged passenger ran the fastest and disappeared after a while.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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