Uncle Song Zhen's cemetery is very remote, and there are few cars on this road.

The two cars following them seemed to realize that they had been spotted, and stopped hiding, trying to speed up and overtake Yin Quan's car, but Yin Quan always blocked their way intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing that Song Zhen's car was getting farther and farther away from them, they also became ruthless and decided to rush over.

At this moment, Yin Quan suddenly accelerated, but there was a flaw at the corner ahead, giving way to the inside.

Seeing this, a car took the opportunity to overtake from the inside, but Yin Quan suddenly turned the steering wheel and slammed them into the mountain wall.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the other car braked in time, so that it escaped accidents, took the opportunity to pass them, and chased after Song Zhen and the others.

Song Zhen never dreamed that one day she would be chased by a car on the road, which is simply the plot in the movie.

Compared with him, Meng Zang'an seemed calm and unhurried.

The car in the back chased red-eyed, and almost followed desperately. Meng Zang'an's car had a good safety performance, but it inevitably sacrificed a little speed.

Several times, the other party almost caught up with them. Fortunately, Meng Zang'an was good at driving and was always able to dodge them in a dangerous and dangerous way.

Song Zhen didn't dare to speak, which affected Meng Zang'an's concentration, so he tightly grasped the handle on the top of the car to prevent himself from showing a panicked expression.

Just then, Meng Zang'an's cell phone rang.

Without turning his head, Meng Zangan said, "Zhenzhen, take a look for me."

Song Zhen quickly took down the phone, but a password was required to open it.

Meng Zang'an spoke at this moment: "The password is 0411..."

Song Zhen hurriedly typed in, and it displayed a message that someone had come to meet Meng Zang'an and was about to leave the city. It also sent a location, and the distance to them was already very close.

Song Zhen immediately showed joy: "Someone has come to meet us and is driving towards us. We will meet in about 10 minutes."

Meng Zang'an's cheeks were tense all the time, but now he relaxed a little bit: "Understood, let's hold on for a while."

With reinforcements, Song Zhen was not so nervous anymore.

But at this time, the car behind seemed to have finally lost patience, and hit them directly at full speed.

Meng Zang'an frowned slightly, and the car moved aside, but the car was relentless and followed.

At this moment, a dirt truck appeared on the road ahead.

Meng Zangan glanced at the car behind him through the rearview mirror, and suddenly said, "Zhenzhen, sit still."

Song Zhen quickly grabbed the armrest, and then felt his body slammed into the back of the chair. Meng Zang'an stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom and drove past the dirt truck.

That car also wanted to imitate him, but after Meng Zangan drove past, he turned the steering wheel suddenly and grabbed the front of the muck truck. The driver of the muck truck was so frightened that he braked suddenly. He collided directly with the muck truck sideways and was forced to stay where he was.

The whole journey took only a few seconds, but Song Zhen's heart experienced several ups and downs. He was relieved when the car was on the road again. , subconsciously glanced at Meng Zang'an again.

Meng Zang'an held the steering wheel with his fingers, but it seemed to be able to handle it with ease, completely different from him.

Before Song Zhen thought of Meng Zang'an, he said that these were just small bugs, and he didn't know how much to deal with.

Suddenly, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Thinking about it now, he actually doesn't know much about Meng Zang'an.

Meng Zang'an's family background is very good, but his relationship with his family is very ordinary, but what kind of environment did he grow up in so that he can get used to such a situation?

When the crisis was over, Meng Zang'an also relaxed a lot. He glanced at Song Zhen, but mistakenly thought that he was afraid, so he comforted him and said, "It's okay. I practiced specially for the situation just now. It's all calculated. It's okay." .”

The more he said this, the more worried Song Zhen became.

But he didn't show it, just smiled and said "um": "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, just drive hard."

Meng Zang'an also knew that it was not convenient to comfort him at this time, so he thought about driving to a safe place first.

Just then, the phone rang again.

Without Meng Zang'an saying anything, Song Zhen turned on the phone by himself, heaved a sigh of relief after reading the message, and said with a smile, "They've already arrived, just ahead..."

However, before he finished speaking, he saw a small car going against the road ahead, and the car was shaking left and right, and he didn't know what happened.

Meng Zang'an quickly dodged to the side, but the shaking of the car became louder and louder, and it ran directly towards them.

Meng Zang'an was forced to hit the guardrail. He stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel in a hurry. This was his subconscious action to protect the driver's seat. But he suddenly remembered that Song Zhen was sitting in the co-pilot, so he hurriedly turned to the driver's seat. Turn the steering wheel in the opposite direction.

Song Zhen only felt that the car body was hit hard, the airbag popped out in time, and his chest and abdomen were tightly restrained by the seat belt, and he passed out after a while.

When Song Zhen woke up again, he was in the hospital, next to Jiang Ji with an anxious face.

He blinked his eyes slowly, and asked dryly, "What... what's wrong?"

When Jiang Ji saw him wake up, he immediately showed a surprised expression: "You finally woke up!"

While talking, he helped him up: "Did you forget? You had a car accident before, and now you are in the hospital."

Only then did Song Zhen remember what had happened before. He remembered that when they dodged the two following cars and were about to join Meng Zang'an's men, a small car ran directly towards them. , hit the guardrail, but at the last moment, in order to protect him, he turned the steering wheel in the opposite direction...

He quickly grabbed Jiang Ji's hand: "Where is Meng Zang'an! Where is he!"

"Don't you care about yourself?" Jiang Ji complained, but seeing that Song Zhen was really anxious, he pouted helplessly, "Where is next to you..."

Song Zhen turned around, the curtain behind him was pulled open, Meng Zang'an smiled lightly and said, "Zhenzhen, I'm fine."

Song Zhen noticed that his arm was in a cast and was hung around his neck.

"Is your hand hurt?"

"It's okay." Meng Zang'an said with a smile, "I didn't pay attention at the time, I bumped into it and broke a little bone, but it didn't affect anything."

Ever since he was caught stalking, Meng Zang'an has been reassuring Song Zhen that "it's all right".

Song Zhen couldn't help it anymore: "Are you really okay! Obviously you can not get hurt."

He was fine, except for some skin trauma, and some bruises on his chest and abdomen. He was a little frightened, and he was fine with some medicine and glucose.

However, Meng Zang'an's behavior at that time was very dangerous. He was lucky that he only broke his arm. If it was serious, his life might not be saved.

Meng Zang settled down, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's really all right, I have calculated everything, the safety performance of the car is sufficient, it can protect us..."

"You know that's not what I meant!" Song Zhen pursed her lips, her voice became hoarse, "You said you were trained, and the person who trained you should have told you that when you encounter danger, you should immediately Protect yourself in the driver's seat, why do you do it the other way around!"

Meng Zang'an looked at his flushed eyes, and his heart softened suddenly.

He knew that Song Zhen was blaming himself, but he didn't know why. His education since he was a child told him that protecting himself is the most important thing. Even if the other party is a relative, he should make sure that he is fine before going out. protect each other.

But when he thought that Song Zhen would have an accident, he didn't have time to think about anything, his body had already made the choice for him.

Jiang Ji looked around and felt the special atmosphere between the two of them.

What I originally wanted to say turned into my own muttering: "What... do you drink water and eat fruit... I'll wash it for you..."

After he finished speaking, seeing that no one paid attention to him, he could only keep his mouth shut, and silently went out with the bag of fruit.

Song Zhen realized that his tone was a bit harsh, it was Meng Zang'an who saved him, but he acted like Meng Zang'an was sorry for him.

He moved his lips, wanted to say something but couldn't, and sat down in frustration.

But Meng Zang'an stopped him: "Don't move, the needle is about to come out."

Only then did Song Zhen notice that he was too emotional just now, the hanging needle on the back of his hand was pulled, the needle was pulled out, and a small bag swelled up on the back of his hand.

He turned off the drip and rang the bedside bell.

With the monotonous ringing of the bell, the two fell into silence again.

It wasn't until the nurse came over and gave Song Zhen another injection that Song Zhen calmed down completely, and then said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words just now..."

Meng Zang'an answered him at the same time: "I don't know why I did that, but Zhenzhen, at that moment, I am sure that in my heart, your life is more important than mine."

Song Zhen looked at him blankly.

Meng Zang'an smiled: "To be honest, I feel funny when I say this sentence. The education I have received since I was a child has always told me that I am the most important thing. But at this moment, I feel that finding someone It turned out to be such a happy thing to have someone more important than yourself."

Song Zhen's heart jumped in bewilderment, at this moment his mind blocked all the sounds, only Meng Zang'an's words remained.

He clenched his fist unconsciously.

It wasn't until Meng Zang'an put his hand on the back of his hand and gently opened his fingers apart that he realized that the needle on the back of his hand had returned blood again.

Meng Zang'an said helplessly, "If you pull out the needle later, the nurse will scold you."

He also seemed to realize that what he just said was too heavy for Song Zhen. Song Zhen was a person who was kind to him, and he couldn't help but reciprocate ten times and a hundred times.

But he didn't want this, he wanted Song Zhen to be happy, and hoped that his love would not carry any burden.

So he changed the subject with a smile: "Do you remember my mobile phone password?"

Song Zhen froze for a moment before replying, "0411."

Meng Zang'an: "Do you know what day it is?"

Song Zhen shook his head.

Meng Zang'an: "This is the day we first met."

Song Zhen was taken aback for a moment, he clearly remembered that the day of the audition for "Ni Lin" was early summer.

But Meng Zang'an shook his head: "It wasn't the day of the audition, it was earlier than that, do you still remember "The Rose Scroll"?"

Of course, Song Zhen remembered that it was also because of "The Rose Scroll" that he became interested in immersive drama. After studying it for a long time, he extended it to holographic movies.

After hearing this, Meng Zang'an was rarely stunned: "I didn't expect such a relationship to exist."

Song Zhen also felt that the world was so strange. At the beginning, he was very interested in the NPC Hunter, and even found the theater troupe to get to know him, but the theater troupe refused to disclose it. Although he felt a little regretful, he gave up.

Unexpectedly, after going round and round, the hunter turned out to be Meng Zang'an.

He couldn't help but said: "What kind of identity do you have that I don't know?!"

Meng Zang'an smiled and shook his head: "Not anymore."

"Then let's get to know each other again." He stretched out his uninjured hand, "Meng Zang'an, please give me your advice in the future."

Song Zhen was stunned, then slowly smiled, stretched out his hand, and placed it gently in Meng Zang'an's palm: "Song Zhen, in the future... please give me your advice."

Outside the ward, Xie Zhao who hurried over was pale and slowly leaned against the wall.

He suddenly remembered what Field said. He is a low self-esteem and cowardly person. He knows that he can't do what Meng Zang'an did and can risk his life for Song Zhen.

He should have... surrendered.

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