I love you, I won't kill you

A red long-distance cement filling truck honked its siren-style tweeter twice, trying to tell the small two-door jeep in the driveway next to it, "You bastard! This is not a park near your house!"

The truck driver turned his face sideways, trying to see exactly who was driving.Now, he kind of thinks the truck horn isn't loud enough.He planned to lower the window glass on one side, and scolded the driver severely and face to face.

Amanda suddenly realized that she was speeding 65 miles per hour on the interstate.Subconsciously, he followed the sound of the siren from the car window and almost broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that she had unknowingly put the two wheels on the right side of the car on the lane line.Seeing that the right rearview mirror was about to be hung on the truck within 30 centimeters, Amanda turned the steering wheel to the left in an instant, and the small jeep immediately returned to its own lane.

"God, what the hell am I thinking! Hey, where is this? I'm not asleep!" Amanda shook her head vigorously, intending to slow down the speed of the car and take a good look at where she went.

About three seconds later, Amanda realized that she was on the way to the bridge on the interstate.Not only is driving on the upper bridge, but also the lanes driving left and right in the same direction suddenly become wider and more.

This section of the two-way [-]-lane interstate highway heading into the city seems to have a very good driving vision.Although the sky outside the car window has entered the first half of the night, there are still many vehicles passing by on the two-way lane.

"Damn it, damn it!" Amanda cursed secretly, and it seemed that she could only choose to get off the bridge first.

When I walked to the center of the overpass, I couldn't help but glanced towards the road under the bridge on the right.She still didn't see any sign of what area this was, the only sign that stood out was a huge McDonald's restaurant sign on the side of the road.

Following the white Chevrolet heavy-duty four-door pickup truck ahead, Amanda's lungs were about to explode, "Damn, why haven't you finished this viaduct yet?" Just as she was about to scold the driver in front , She remembered that her car GPS seemed to be off.

Look at the time on the dashboard again, "What's going on? It's already 1:02 in the morning?"

Amanda's mind calmed down in an instant, "According to the time and the GPS route map, it is very likely that I am already on the elevated highway entering Atlanta."

"There are still 20 minutes to go, and we will enter the city of Atlanta. Hey!" Amanda held the steering wheel with her left hand and moved her body back and forth on the seat.During the two-hour drive, she barely moved her numb buttocks.Staring numbly at the road ahead, Amanda felt a little thirsty, and she really wanted to find a suitable place to stop the car.

Now that we are approaching the center of Atlanta, the wide lanes of the highway have suddenly become two-way sixteen lanes due to the convergence of the interstate highway and many branch roads.If Amanda could drive to Atlanta during the day, she would definitely see a magnificent "steel forest" towering into the sky in the distance.

My own car, the seven lanes around me, and the cars speeding on the countless side roads are like a huge army of ants pouring into this forest, looking for something that belongs only to me.

There were almost no cars passing by on the three lanes on the right, and Amanda quickly drove the car to the outer lane.Slowly parked on the outermost emergency lane, stepped on the brake with one foot.

After parking the car, I glanced at the sign above my head not far ahead, which read "Exit 248C, Liberty Mercat Center".It seems that the fork in front of the road is the No. 248C road leading to the city. As for the place called Liberty Mecat, Amanda has no interest in knowing.

On the road at 1:[-] in the morning, the number of vehicles traveling to and from the city has been significantly reduced.Amanda twisted her neck back and forth, feeling a little tired, so she had to open the car door and move around.

"This is the city of Atlanta? Well...it does look like a big city!" Amanda stretched a few times after looking at the several [-]-[-]-story buildings outside the highway wall in front of her. waist.

After a short rest, he half-body leaned into the car and took out a bottle of drinking water and his own phone.While drinking a few sips of water, he turned on the phone and checked.

"Uh...there are two new messages?" It was only when I checked the messages that I realized that they were sent by Tiffany and Nina from Richmond respectively.

Nina said in the message, "Smelly woman, where are you? I'm still waiting for you to come back and watch the striptease together!"

Tiffany said in the message, "Little girl, I admire your behavior of crossing five states in one night. I know you don't want to do it, but for the job of the Marine Corps, I want to It's still worth it. Be careful on the road, and don't let strangers approach you!"

Tiffany's words sounded so sweet and touching, and Amanda immediately sent her a message back, "Thank you Tiffany, I will drive carefully all the way. Just don't treat me like a little girl again, okay ?”

In the message back to Nina, she said, "I'm in Atlanta, a famous Olympic city. Nina, if you really want to watch striptease, how about we go to Los Angeles?"

After sending the two messages, Amanda leaned on the car and recalled the good memory just now.It's early May, almost four years since the 15-year-old's trip to Lake Hartwell.

"How can you remember what happened in the summer four years ago? Could it be that you are really emotional? Hey!"

"Ask Vincent for news about me, do you really not forget me? Or is it just an ordinary greeting from an ex-lover?"

Amanda leaned on the car with her arms crossed, thinking deeply, looking at the BlackBerry in her hand from time to time, "Julie's number is in the address book, why don't you ask her while you're on the road?"

"But how should I say this?"

"Julie, I want to talk to you?" Amanda shook her head subconsciously, "No, you can't say that."

"Uh...hi Julie, how are you?"

"God, wouldn't it hurt her heart more if you said that?"

Man and God were at war, and Amanda stood on the emergency stop lane of the interstate highway, asking herself, and she kept denying herself.At last she remembered where she was and where she would be five hours later.

After a fierce conflict of ideas, Amanda still hadn't decided what to do.He raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, shook his head and sat back in the cab again.

Buckle up the seat belt, turn on the engine, and drive the car away from the emergency stop lane without a sound, and set off towards the south, towards the small city on the Gulf of Mexico that will arrive in 5 hours.

After driving south from the city center for about 12 minutes, the Wrangler drove to the College Park area outside Atlanta. Twelve minutes, just 12 minutes, the inner conflict was once again tightly entwined in the heart of the young second lieutenant.

He took the earphones and put them on his ears, and silently read the phone number while driving.Up to this point, Amanda still hadn't made up her mind whether to make the call.

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