Song Bin's family still had some remnants of happiness. Sit down, pass the cigarettes first, and wait for Song Bin to start speaking. Thinking of Teacher Yang, I still ask: "What's going on, what's going on?"
Song Bin slumped on the sofa with a sigh of relief, and yawned deeply, starting from the night we went home:
?Because he didn't inform his wife to go home that night, so he wasn't surprised that there was no one at home. Song Bin washed up anyway and planned to sleep like this. Lying on the bed, some parts sprouted. Called to bring his wife back.
Song Bin was looking forward to the end of the beeping of the mobile phone until the prompt sound: The call you dialed was not answered, please try again later. Song Bin became much more energetic all of a sudden, got up, dressed, and drove to Xiaowie's store.
It is already eleven o'clock in the evening, and there are still people lingering on the street in the night wind of early autumn. During the short ten-minute drive, Song Bin felt a little uneasy, and saw a black car parked in front of the store from a distance. Approach slowly, lights out. After hesitating for a moment, he called again. Someone was listening, and the other party paused for a few seconds. Song Bin searched for a strange sound: the lighter snapped.
He tried to sound soothing: "Asleep, wife."
The young wife seemed to be disturbed in her sweet dreams, and replied lazily: "I woke you up, what are you doing, so late?" The pause of a few seconds was originally to match this laziness.
"I'm back, I'm at home." Song Bin tried his best to keep calm
The little wife on the other end is no longer in a state of confusion: "What, doesn't it mean tomorrow!"
Song Bin imagined the man next to the other phone who was also surprised, and didn't want to entangle him any longer, so he said loudly, "I'm at home, come back." Regardless of what his wife was still saying, he hung up the phone.
Song Bin watched the development of the situation: the door of his wife's shop opened, a figure of a man sprang out, looked around, got into the black car, and his wife came out afterward. Song Bin woke up with a start the moment the black car started, frantically ignited the ignition, and approached the car on the other side. Hearing my little wife's shout: "Go!" The driver realized the purpose of the oncoming vehicle, reversed the car violently, and sped away at an extremely fast speed. Song Bin also slammed on the accelerator, driving in first gear, crashing into the isolation belt, and stopped under the interception of a small tree. The little wife ran over with concern, knocked on the car window, and opened and closed her mouth. Song Bin couldn't hear anything, reversed the car, returned to the right road, left his little wife who was standing there blankly, and left. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com