nice to drive

The field here should have been passed several times in the future, and he has even run laps, so he naturally knows how to drive and take the shortest road.

This summer, the car stopped at the starting point for a long time, and the steering wheel was burning hot. He held it firmly with both hands, and stepped on the accelerator so hard before. The open space on the racetrack whizzed towards one place.

Should and will pass directly from the other end of the field, if he doesn't arrive first, then the second batch of cars will arrive first, if he collides with it, the consequence will be that he doesn't dare to think about it anymore...

When he saw He Qing's car, it was parked in the middle of the track, and the continuous roar of the engine in the distance was getting closer and closer.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Ying Yuchen standing on the extremely high railing and looking out. When he saw his car, the boy wearing a peaked cap quickly jumped off the railing and kept waving his hands. His eyes were wet and his mouth was full of tears. Shouting: "Stop! Please stop!"

Ying Yu kicked the accelerator, and suddenly slowed down in front of Ying Xiaoer.

Only then did Ying Xiaoer see clearly that it was his elder brother, and shouted in surprise, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he rushed up and chased him while patting the window: "Brother! Hurry up! Hurry up! The congratulations are there In the car! He can't get out!"

It really is congratulations.

Hearing that his younger brother's tone of voice was crying, Ying Yujiang's heart was also tightened.

Seeing his younger brother reaching out to pull the car door, he immediately locked the car door and closed the car window a little.

That day, Ying Xiaoer saw his brother's expression was very serious, and there were some deep meanings in his eyes that he didn't understand, so his Adam's apple moved and he said loudly, "Ying and Chen, stand behind the railing!"

"No matter what happens, don't come out."

Ying Xiaoer opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, then he heard his brother say: "If I see you dare to take half a step over the railing..."

"Don't call me brother in the future."

Such a heavy word, he had never heard of it since he was so old, he was frightened, and quickly turned to the area outside the railing, watching his brother drive the car and go to He Qing's side.

Ying Yu stepped on the accelerator heavily, the sound of the coupe running was loud and piercing, and He Qing was so startled that he saw a car speeding towards him in the distance.

He sat up straight, his heart was beating extremely fast, and he couldn't explain why...

When the car approached, he could clearly see the familiar face behind the front windshield, and he almost jumped up from the driver's seat, knocking on the glass continuously, his eyes widened, and the words in his heart "Don't come here" but couldn't say anything.

At such a critical moment, He Qing still felt guilty.

That day in Tongzilin, the breakup broke up and hurt him. I had to travel all the way from Chengdu to Beijing to cause trouble for him. Luckily, Ying Xiaoer went out. Otherwise, if something happened, I would really be ashamed to face others. .

Ying and Jiang spotted He Qing's car.

In the next second, he was thinking about his next move while chasing the wind and electricity, pumped his feet hard, and drove the small coupe straight ahead at high speed. After passing the congratulatory car, he slammed on the brakes and turned to the left Kill the steering wheel.

There was a sharp rubbing sound from the tires of the coupe on the track, and a tail swing drifted. The car body drew a perfect arc in the sun and stopped firmly behind He Qing's car.

He Qing's eyes widened as he watched Ying Yujiang's drifting movements, a flame in his heart suddenly rushed to the top of his head, burning his sanity to pieces...

He knew very well that if a car came at this time, the one that was hit would be the car that should be hit.

Responding and will is completely blocking the impact for yourself.

This feeling of two people waiting to die together is too uncomfortable.

He Qing's hand that had been holding down the car window was almost swollen, she gritted her teeth and persisted, before she could react, Ying Yujiang opened the door and got out of the car in the next second.

Ying Yujiang changed the racing uniform provided by the track today. The azure blue stripes intersect with the pure white, making him even more heroic. With the cuffs rolled up, there are shocking red marks on the exposed arm. A pair of pure black military boots, the stubble on the sideburns has been wet with sweat.

The summer sun spread all over the ground, reflecting Ying and Jiang's resolute silhouette, casting a small shallow silhouette on the track.

The same drift, the same person, just like meeting for the first time, should and will come from a distance, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and firm eyes.

Sweat dripped from He Qing's forehead, just looking at the man who had been away for half a month, ran to the side of the car, looked at the open sunroof, walked around to the front of the car, lifted his legs and climbed onto the hood, and got on the car up, reach out to him through the skylight.

Familiar face, familiar figure, what is different is the pain and anxiety in Ying Yujiang's eyes, which he has never seen before.

It was even more profound than the time when the two of them almost got into a car accident in Longquan Mountain last time.

He Qing's throat was congested, and she shook her head while pressing the half-opened skylight, her voice was already hoarse: "This skylight will close as soon as you let go..."

It's only half open, enough to accommodate an adult's body in and out. If he let go rashly, he probably has to be stuck in the window. If a car comes by then, it will be even worse.

It's useless to try to close the car window. Compared with such a hard object, the strength of an adult can only stop the car window from closing for a short time.

He Qing looked up and saw Ying and Jiang looking at him silently.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Yujiang's keen insight clearly sensed that a car was approaching, and while He Qing was looking forward, he quickly glanced behind him.

Sure enough, he vaguely saw the lights of the cars above the ramp.

It is estimated that the car behind has just passed the ramp and the buffer zone of the drop, and the speed has not slowed down. It dives down, and I don't know if it can brake the car.

During high-speed driving, if you slam on the brakes, you will lose [-] yuan. It is like encountering a pedestrian crossing the road on the highway. Many car owners would rather hit them directly for their own safety.

Ying Yujiang turned his head abruptly, lowered his eyes, held the skylight with his left hand, picked up the edge of the glove of his right hand with his mouth, took off the glove, turned his head again, and threw the glove aside.

He stretched out his ungloved hand, slid down his entire upper body, and held half of He Qing's face.

He took a deep look at He Qing.

He Qing was stunned for a moment, and asked in a daze: "What's wrong?"

The next second, he felt the man who was obviously still stuck at the window jump into the car, and his whole thick body was pressed against his body.

Ying Yujiang's hand holding half of his face suddenly climbed up to his forehead, then slid down, tightly covering his eyes.

The moment He Qing was forced to let go, the car window slammed shut.

His eyes were covered, he couldn't breathe, his forehead was knocked under the steering wheel, his lower body was squeezed into the narrow gap between the driver's seat and the pedals, and his whole body was crushed under him.

Although He Qing couldn't see it, she could clearly feel that Ying Yujiang's arms were bent and supported beside his head, hugging him inward, protecting him tightly.

He was in the car, and he couldn't see or hear anything behind him. At this moment, he could only hear Ying Yujiang's breathing and what seemed to be Ying Xiaoer's scream in the distance.

"elder brother!!!"

His mind was in chaos and before he had time to react, he didn't even have a chance to struggle, when he heard the last loud noise in his ears.

A vehicle speeding up in the distance collided with the coupe parked behind Ying Yujiang's car. The impact sound was extremely violent, and the car in front was also knocked several meters away by the impact. Hit and flung.

He Qing felt the violent shaking of the car, and the wind whistled in his ears...

The sound of machinery colliding, the sound of something being thrown out, together with the muffled groans of Responding and General Forbearance, were mixed together, like a rushing tide, drowning him crazily.

After the body was thrown to a stop, the alarm in the arena sounded again.

He Qing panted with one eye open, felt dizzy, her mind was full of what to do, she tried her best to turn over but couldn't move, she didn't feel any pain in her body, suddenly felt hot around her eyes, and turned her face with difficulty look……

The man holding him on his body closed his eyes tightly.

His forehead bumped against a hard object on the dashboard, and the hot blood was blood, dazzlingly red, slowly dripping down, dripping on half of He Qing's face.

He Qing burst into tears.

Tears mixed with Ying Yujiang's blood and poured down his neck, it was hot and sticky.

He tried his best to raise his head and yelled, his throat was hoarse from the violent impact, and the words in his mouth were already chaotic.

"Save him, people, please..."

Ying Xiaoer had climbed over the railing and ran to the track again, knocked on the car window desperately, looked inside, and saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

The buttocks of the car had been dented and entered the car. His brother, covered in blood, lay motionless on half of He Qing's body, firmly protecting him.

And He Qing was trembling all over, in such a small space, exhausted all her strength, her voice was completely hoarse, and she screamed, save him...

Immediately afterwards, the rear-end car collided with another car, but luckily the front had already hit three cars in a row, and the force was reduced, and the collision was only enough to push the coupe forward by a meter or two. Arriving at He Qing's car, the whole body shook violently again.

He Qing was about to collapse.

His eyes were blood red, and the mole at the end of his eyes was soaked in blood. He hummed when he was hit, and grabbed Ying Yujiang's firm arm by his side...

The voice of his mouth was getting weaker and weaker.

"Should and will..."

When he heard Ying Xiaoer's constant yelling, the sudden commotion of the surrounding crowd, and the high-pitched ambulance siren, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

It's like a flight is over.

He fell into Ying Yujiang's arms.

……

Beijing Union Medical College Hospital.

Sunlight poured in through the window lattice in the ward, and the breeze gradually picked up, quietly opening a corner of the medical record beside the bed.

When He Qing woke up, it was already the third day.

When I woke up, there was no intravenous drip, no special care, just an ordinary ward with the white curtains drawn, and there seemed to be a girl living next to her, and she was listening to her family give her the menu.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun, his chest throbbing.

Suddenly remembering why she was in the hospital, He Qing regained consciousness and looked down at her hospital gown.

Just as he was about to sit up, he saw a middle-aged woman sitting beside her, with a black bun in her arms, wearing an emerald blouse, a piece of violet jade on her wrist, a smile on her face, her eyes bent into a crescent moon .

Seeing that he was about to get up, the middle-aged woman quickly stretched out her hand to put a pillow on him, and said softly: "I just woke up, lie down for a while, and get up slowly..."

He Qing hadn't spoken for a long time, her mouth was still hoarse after being stimulated, and she looked at her with half-cast eyes: "Auntie, you..."

She waved her hand and went to bring water to He Qing: "Don't be polite, just call me auntie!"

She has been looking at He Qing for a long time, this child is so bright, and he saved the life of our second child, shouldn't he be waited on?

Staring at He Qing and finished drinking the warm water, she smiled again: "I am the second aunt of the eldest and the second, namely Ying Yujiang and Ying Yuchen."

He Qing almost choked on the water in his throat. After all, it was the first time he met the people in Jiang's family, and after this kind of thing happened on such an occasion, he couldn't hold back his face.

Still obedient, he nodded and called out, "Auntie."

The second aunt clapped her hands: "Hey!"

This second aunt has always loved the two brothers, and she can see and understand everything. She didn't feel that Ying and General, who she brought up with one hand, did this because she was trampled on herself. On the contrary, she felt that this kid grew up Yes, special responsibility.

She also heard about it from Xiao Ersao, and she thinks this kid is really good.

What's more, she still believes that the boss of her family should be able to judge people's standards.

He Qing coughed, her head was a little dizzy, she came to her senses, and quickly said, "Where is Ying and Jiang?"

"You're a concussion recurrence,"

The second aunt squinted her eyes, stretched out her hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for He Qing, and spoke softly, for fear of shocking He Qing: "The boss is not awake yet, but the doctor said the problem is not serious."

When He Qing heard it, she became incoherent with excitement: "No, isn't it big? Really?"

The second aunt nodded, gave him a go, and said, "I'll take you to see it later."

The hands hidden under the blanket were clenched into fists, and He Qing was so excited that his forehead was sweating, trembling: "Okay, okay, thank you, aunt, thank you..."

Fortunately, there was a car in the middle of the direct impact, and there was a car body for protection. The car that hit it slowed down at the end and was thrown a few meters away.

Ying Yujiang was kneeling at the time, and only suffered a fracture of the mid-thigh bone. In addition, he had some impact injuries on his body, his head was smashed, the cab was not severely squeezed, and his brain was fine.

It's He Qing, who has brought out the little problem before, and needs to cultivate well.

He Qing was about to say something, when she saw the second aunt's throat choked up, and she began to wipe away her tears.

He Qing panicked all of a sudden, thinking whether Ying Yujiang was really seriously injured, and she was in a mess all of a sudden, and couldn't be coaxed, so she patted Second Aunt on the shoulder, her voice was terribly hoarse: "Aunt... "

The second aunt waved her hand and comforted him in turn. Before the two could continue talking, they were interrupted by the door opening.

As soon as He Qing looked up, she saw several middle-aged people standing beside the bed, one of them was older, hale and hearty, his eyes seemed to be cloudy, but the light shining inside was comparable to that of He Dingli.

This older middle-aged man was holding a dragon-headed cane in his hand, a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet, and a cloth shirt. He was frowning, and was examining him, looking up and down.

He saw the man sighed, and the crutch in his hand hit the ground twice, and the group of people following him dispersed one after another, and walked out the door.

As soon as the crutches were put on the bed, He Qing immediately sat up, extremely nervous, her hands were twisted under the quilt.

He has never been afraid of anyone in his life, and the only person who is often afraid is his elders.

Ying Kun looked at him for a long time, and let go of the tightly knit eyebrows. He couldn't help but sighed, and raised his hand: "Lie down."

Looking at the similar eyebrows, He Qing can guess who it is without thinking.

He Qing plucked up her courage, glanced at the second aunt who was staring at her with gentle eyes like water, then turned to Ying Kun, shouted solemnly with a hoarse voice.

"dad."

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