I was straight from the start

Yan Zhidong took out a napkin from her bag and handed it to the man. Amidst the man's voice of thanks, she took the pancake and walked towards the station.

When the bus came, the pancakes in his hand had just been eaten, Yan Zhidong threw out the trash, got on the bus, put in coins, walked to the last row and sat down by the window.

Get off after two stops, sit on the far left end of the waiting chair, take out your phone and check the time, there are still three or ten minutes until the agreed time.

The streets are bustling with people, today is not a weekend, there are many people going to work and school, a boy came running from a distance, a casual outfit, a pretty face, with a warm smile on his mouth.

Shang Xue ran closer to see Yan Zhidong, his eyes immediately showed some embarrassment, he scratched his head, and said: "You came so early, I made it early on purpose."

Yan Zhidong glanced at the boy indifferently, then lowered his head and said, "Sit down, the bus won't be here for a long time."

Shang Xue responded, and was considering whether to sit on the right end or the middle of the waiting chair, or to stand beside Yan Zhidong.

The girl who was lowering her head suddenly raised her head again, looked at Shang Xue and said: "I advise you to sit closer to me, if you choose the far right, a severed hand will fly over and blood will splash on your trouser leg Don't start screaming like a little girl."

"What?" Shang Xue didn't understand.

However, Yan Zhidong didn't seem to want to explain anything, and lowered her head to stare at her toes.

Shang Xue touched her nose, hesitated for a moment, and sat down next to Yan Zhidong.

In fact, he had also heard some rumors about Yan Zhidong. Many people in the school said that Yan Zhidong was abnormal, often crowed, and a witch, but there were still many men sticking to Yan Zhidong.

Because she is a veritable school beauty, she is beautiful, and her grades have always been among the best. Although her personality is a bit weird, it does not affect her popularity.

The two people in this room stopped talking, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while, Shang Xue thought for a while, and then asked, "What do you mean by what you just said?"

Yan Zhidong didn't speak, Shang Xue thought she didn't hear clearly, and was about to ask again when the bus arrived.

He got up in a hurry, but suddenly Yan Zhidong grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back.

"Sit down, or you'll regret it." This time Yan Zhidong didn't lift her head, she just suppressed her voice and said in a gloomy voice.

Shang Xue was at a loss: "Why? Isn't this the bus we're going to take? Why don't you get on?"

Yan Zhidong finally raised his head again, showing a weird smile as if he was filming a ghost movie, Shang Xue shivered for no reason, and got goosebumps all over his body.

I heard Yan Zhidong say: "Because this car will have a series of car accidents at the intersection ahead."

I thought that kid would at least have to think about her words, but Shang Xue stood up when she heard this: "What? Don't you want to stop it quickly!"

Yan Zhidong was taken aback for a moment, then raised her eyebrows inexplicably: "Do you believe what I say?"

Shang Xue stared and asked inexplicably, "Why don't you believe me?"

In that instant, Yan Zhidong's heart skipped a beat.

Shang Xue didn't notice Yan Zhidong's distraction, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes, not like a fake, he took two steps to look ahead, and then stepped back to get on the bus: "We can talk to the bus driver, we should be able to stop him from going on. "

Yan Zhidong looked at Shang Xue's worried expression, and raised her eyebrows: "Are you sick? Do you believe this?" She really never imagined that one day, she would be able to tell others that she was sick.

Shang Xue turned her head and said with a matter-of-fact expression: "Why don't you believe it? Didn't everyone in the school say that you are a witch and can foresee the future?"

Yan Zhidong somewhat understood how the boys who were by her side felt in the past, probably because this boy was seriously ill.

She suddenly felt a little funny, so she really laughed, holding Shang Xue while laughing, "This kind of thing can't be stopped at all, others will think you are crazy."

"Then let's try it!" Shang Xue wanted to rush to the bus again.

All of a sudden, Yan Zhidong felt that he saw another person, and he trusted her foolishly. He tried his best to prevent the accident, but what happened?

Yan Zhidong grabbed Shang Xue's hand and said: "Don't go, I lied to you." She used so much force that her knuckles turned white.

"Ah?" Shang Xue was stunned at this moment, he blinked and looked at Yan Zhidong's little white hand holding him, his face flushed.

The goddess took my hand!What should I do if I am so happy?Feel like I can't breathe.

While the two were chatting, the bus closed the door and drove away from the platform.

Three minutes later, this bus collided with a speeding car that ran a red light. Several cars behind couldn't stop and crashed together. Not wearing a seat belt, being knocked out of the car window, wearing a dazzling diamond ring on the broken palm, just like that, splashing blood all the way, flying far away.

At this time, Shang Xue had just sat back beside Yan Zhidong, with a nympho look on her face: "Are you really lying to me? Why? Could it be that you want to sit with me for a while longer?"

Yan Zhidong was already in a mess, but the culprit was still laughing like a fool, and was about to mock the fool, when there was another loud crash from a distance.

Yan Zhidong's eyes widened sharply, thinking: Here we come.

The moment he raised his head, his eyes were dazzled by a flickering light.

Yan Zhidong lowered her head and rubbed her eyes. She didn't see what was flying past, but Shang Xue saw it. It was a woman's hand with a ring on. Both are.

It was the first time Shang Xue saw such an exciting scene, she was so frightened that she screamed and jumped up on the spot.

Yan Zhidong's heart skipped a beat, knowing that an accident had happened, she was about to reach for her cell phone to call the police, but was suddenly pulled into her arms by Shang Xue.

The boy wrapped her head in one hand, unzipped her clothes with the other, and wrapped Yan Zhidong around.

This was completely a subconscious move, because Shang Xue, who was doing a protective action, was closing her eyes and yelling: "Damn!"

Yan Zhidong peeked at Shang Xue's frightened face through the gap, suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, raised her arms around the boy's waist, and pressed her face against the comfortable material inside.

It took Shang Xue a while to recover, but she kept a pale face and dared not turn her head.

He felt the strength around his waist and thought the girl was frightened, so he patted the person in his arms and said softly: "Don't look, don't look, I'm not afraid."

A series of car accidents in the city center caused heavy casualties, and the news was widely reported.

Lin Shuyin lay on the bed with her cheeks in her hands, flicked her eyebrows while looking at her mobile phone: "The casualties are heavy, it really isn't a good omen."

She poked her phone, turned another page, browsed the content, pouted and shook her head: "This is how many people died."

Yan Zhidong turned a page of the book, recorded something in the notebook, and then said: "13 people were killed, 25 were injured, nine of them were seriously injured, and five students were there."

Yan Zhidong stopped writing, as if recalling something, and then said: "A pregnant woman, a teacher, I remember it was from Shuyin's hospital."

"Dong'er knows a lot. Are the news reports so detailed now?" Shang Xue, who was opposite Yan Zhidong, had given up her homework a long time ago, and was biting the tip of her pen, staring at her girlfriend intently.

As a light bulb, Lin Shuyin doesn't have any self-knowledge about how to lie comfortably on the bed.

She was only a little surprised at Shang Xue's nympho, after all, this kid had no such determination as Shang Xue's before. After hearing Yan Zhidong's prophecy, he was still so calm, he should be praised for being stupid cute?

"Are you a compliment?" Shang Xue glared at the laid-back girl on the bed, and threw a pillow over.

Lin Shuyin took the picture casually, then poked the phone twice and said, "What Dong'er said was not reported. The police haven't counted the casualties yet. It's a prophecy! A prophecy!"

Shang Xue scratched her hair, and imitated Lin Shuyin just now, holding her chin, and asked Yan Zhidong: "Why didn't Dong'er go save those people? You clearly predicted it."

Before Yan Zhidong could speak, Lin Shuyin rushed to say: "It's so easy, what are you going to say to those people? There will be a serious traffic accident soon, and you will all die. Don't get in the car? Others don't think you are crazy. Strange."

Lin Shuyin rolled her eyes, obviously thinking that the idea of ​​saving people is extremely stupid.

Shang Xue tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That's right, if I meet him, I also think it's crazy."

"That's right, that's right, so Dong'er shouldn't be blamed for not saving people in this kind of thing." Lin Shuyin hugged the phone, turned her back up, and kicked her legs.

Yan Zhidong, who had been silent for a while, finally stopped the pen in her hand again, closed the book, crossed her chest and glanced at the two people who were only focused on chatting, and said with a blank expression: "So what are you two doing at my house?"

Lin Shuyin didn't put down her phone, and said solemnly: "Let's play, we are majors and don't have any homework."

Shang Xue was also very straightforward, without even glancing at the untouched homework in front of her, she said without blushing, "Second."

Yan Zhidong lost her temper completely, got up and opened the door.

Shang Xue also stood up immediately: "Why are you going?"

Lin Shuyin glanced at the two of them, and seeing that Yan Zhidong obviously didn't want to explain, she interrupted herself and said, "People have three urgencies, you understand."

Shang Xue sat back, Yan Zhidong left the room and closed the door behind her.

The room fell into silence for a while, and Shang Xue had a battle between heaven and man in her mind for a while, but she still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Has Dong'er always been like this?"

"Huh?" Lin Shuyin raised her head, exchanged a glance with Shang Xue, and then realized that he was talking to herself. After thinking for a while, she blinked and said, "Which area are you referring to?"

As if she suddenly thought of something, Lin Shuyin made an expression of enlightenment: "You mean to foresee the future? Dong'er had this ability a long time ago. Her nightmares are super accurate. From the nightmare forecasts I know , the mortality rate is [-]%, and no one is spared."

Lin Shuyin intentionally made a scary face, and Shang Xue over there lowered her head and said nothing, as if she was frightened. Lin Shuyin was quite happy at first, but sometimes she saw Yan Zhidong's boyfriends so useless , feels silly and uninteresting.

If they used that frightened face to pretend to be clowns, it would not be in vain for Yan Zhidong to not want them to be hurt.

However, when Shang Xue raised her head, her expression was not the fear, panic, or even a little bit of surprise that Lin Shuyin guessed, but a hint of distress.

Shang Xue frowned, thought for a while, and said, "I want to ask if Dong'er has always been so unhappy before? It feels like being able to predict the future may not be a good thing for Dong'er."

"Ah..." Lin Shuyin opened her mouth, unable to react.

It seems that so far, no one has cared whether Dong'er is happy or not, even if he is himself, he only cares about whether Dong'er will be hurt because of his strange ability.

The emotion of happiness seems to have not infected Dong'er for a long time, so long that everyone habitually watched Yan Zhidong's behavior and her dreams.

"Ah? What?" Shang Xue raised her arm and waved it in front of Lin Shuyin.

Lin Shuyin came back to her senses and coughed twice to cover up her gaffe.

She opened Shang Xue's hand, and her eyes fell elsewhere: "How could she be happy, Dong'er..."

The door of the room opened at this moment, Yan Zhidong walked in with a tray in his hand with a still indifferent face.

Lin Shuyin stopped in time, thinking in her heart that it was dangerous.

For some reason, facing Shang Xue, a brat, she unconsciously wanted to tell him all of Dong'er's grievances, as if she subconsciously felt that Shang Xue could protect Dong'er well.

"Ah! It's crazy." Lin Shuyin murmured in a low voice, and forcibly shifted her gaze to the tray Yan Zhidong was holding, trying to act as if nothing happened just now: "Is it the dim sum at the corner? It looks good." tasty!"

Shang Xue didn't get the answer she wanted, so she looked at Lin Shuyin and Yan Zhidong.

Lin Shuyin over there had long been focusing on the pastries, and had no intention of continuing the topic just now.

On the contrary, it was Yan Zhidong who kept staring at him, as if there was something on his face.

"Here." Yan Zhidong suddenly tapped her right cheek, then said to Shang Xue, "There is a pen mark."

Shang Xue was stunned for a moment, touched her cheek reflexively, and opened her hand to look, there was really a black stain, I don't know when it got there.