Rebirth of the Official Business Route

When 　　 woke up again, he was hungry. Since there is a feeling of hunger, it shows that the body has begun to recover.

　　 There is a bowl of porridge on the bedside table, with poached eggs and meat sauce on it, with a tempting fragrance. I can't feel anyone in the outbuilding, so I probably went out.

　　 Zhang Ke lay still, unable to resist the temptation of such a real sense of hunger and the smell of food. He struggled to sit up, thinking that it was just a dream, and there was no reason to starve himself. Pour all the rice porridge, egg and minced meat into the stomach, and lie down for a while, and then the hands and feet gradually gain strength.

Zhang Ke opened the door and walked to the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror. His face was pale and sickly, his chin was pointed, his eyes were lacklustre, his lips were thin, and his lips had some hairs. He was exactly what he was when he was sixteen. If it weren't for seeing in the mirror, just thinking about it, it would be impossible to imagine such a real face.

　　 What is going on? Zhang Ke slapped his face, he didn't dare to exert any force, and he felt a little painful. Dreams cannot simulate the pain of the body, but who can be sure, is it reasonable to go back in time? Neither could it prove that he was in a dream, nor could he believe that he was in the real world. Zhang Ke didn't know what went wrong and put himself in such a state.

　　 Walked through the living room, glanced over the calendar on the glass table—July 18, 1994—Ah, July 18!

　　Isn’t the fever going down on July 16th? The reason why Zhang Ke clearly remembers the date when the fever subsided was because on the third day after he had a fever when he was 16 years old, that is, on July 18, five deaths and three injuries occurred on the North Street behind the office dormitory. Vicious traffic accident.

Zhang Ke picked up the T-shirt on his head, grabbed a small change from the clay pot on the closet by the door, and passed a key with a colored rope-exactly the same as the details in his memory. Zhang Ke will be 16 years old. The key was hung around his neck-he tucked the key and the change into his trouser pocket and went downstairs.

　　 bought a copy of the morning paper of the day. It was indeed July 18th. Zhang Ke looked up at the sun hanging on the corner of the tall building on the west side, turned the corner, and walked towards North Street.

At this time, North Street could not see a trace of abnormality. The dull air made people drowsy. Near the corner is a building materials store, next door is a hardware store, and then there is a convenience store. The steam is steaming, and the street is almost invisible. To pedestrians. It's here, no one except myself, occasionally a car will pass by. Zhang Ke stood on the side of the street for a while, it didn't look like he had been in a car accident, and he couldn't see the abnormality of a car accident. The high fever just subsided, his weak body couldn't stand the heat, and sweat on his forehead, Zhang Ke buried his head in the convenience store and stood under the rustling ceiling fan.

　　 The curtain was raised from the outside, and a young man raised the curtain above his head and asked the young woman behind him to walk in first, holding the little girl's hand. Zhang Ke glanced at the young woman with a delicate face, a slender waist, and a plain long skirt with a narrow waist, and her chest looked more and more towering. The young woman walked through the gate with light on her back, and Zhang Ke could almost see the shape and greasy whiteness of the young woman's plump and slender thighs through the thin skirt.

When the young woman walked in, there was no light-transmitting effect. Zhang Ke felt a pity. He only felt that such a beautiful young woman was extremely rare in Haizhou. He thought that the young woman had a male companion present, so she didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but only saw her eyes showing. Sleepiness is common in summer afternoons; and the little girl held in the hands of young women is also quite beautiful, about three or four years old, pouting and wiping sweat from her forehead, her eyes have deep blacks.

　　 Zhang Ke is a little jealous of the young man at the door, with such a beautiful wife and daughter, probably all the good things that a person can encounter in his life have happened to him.

The young man stood at the door, facing in. The light outside was very strong and he couldn't really see his face. The young woman turned her head and talked to the young man. It was a dialect in the north. Zhang Ke couldn't hear it clearly, and she wanted to stand in the store and wait. When there was a car accident, the young woman was walking in with the little girl. The little girl pointed to the fan on Zhang Ke's head and shouted excitedly: "Mom, there is wind, there is wind..."

　　 Zhang Ke walked out and missed the door from the young man's side. The young man happened to look sideways at the things in the corner, but Zhang Ke still couldn't see his face clearly. A middle-aged fat man walked out of the building materials store, carrying two vest stools in his hand, a thin man following him, holding a deck of cards and a stack of change, and shouting: "Old four, Biaozi, What are you daunting..."

"Come on, your **** name is mourning, such a rough voice!" A shirtless young man picked up a small square table and walked out of the hardware store. Two small stools...

Zhang Ke instantly recalled the report about the car accident 14 years ago: "A major traffic accident occurred on North Street in Xicheng District. A muck truck turned into North Street from Dongsheng Street. The driver drove out of control after drinking and rushed to the road On the sidewalk, the four young people who were playing cards in the shade of the sidewalk were too late..." Zhang Ke looked back at the couple and the little girl in the convenience store. At that time, Zhang Ke was deeply impressed by the report. In addition to the car accident on North Street, the newspaper also posted pictures of the little girl, which made people feel pity.

　　 Blood rushed to the top of his head, shocking Zhang Ke's whole body paralyzed, unable to move!

"Uncle Tian’s car is coming, I’m watching from outside..." the young man in the convenience store said to the young woman, and got out of the curtain. Outside the door, only the shade of the poplar in front of the building materials store was the coolest. Zhang Ke at the door of the convenience store took a look, walked under the shade of the tree, and stood watching the four playing cards.

　　 I can hear the sound of heavy vehicles rolling across the asphalt road in the distance, approaching the corner of the street, it seems that there is no slowing down, the sound of death is so clear...

　　 "Dad, mom will give you ice cream..."

　　 The little girl was holding an ice cream and almost popped out of the door. The khaki-colored muck truck just showed half of its head from the corner of the street, showing no sign of turning.

　　 The little girl missed Zhang Ke's side. Zhang Ke almost felt the calf under the shorts sweep the hem of the little girl's dress; the muck truck drove through the middle of the street, and there was no sign of turning...

The little girl hopped out of the hardware store, tripped under her feet, knocked her body on the ground, and the ice cream hit the ground...The muck truck driver over there seemed to suddenly realize that she had missed the intersection, slammed the steering wheel, and the tires rubbed on the asphalt and made ears piercing. Screaming. The young man who was about to come over to help his daughter turned his head back and saw the muck truck that suddenly turned around in the middle of the street crashed here...

　　 "Ah!" The young woman at the convenience store screamed loudly.

Zhang Ke was thinking of the photos posted by the little girl after the car accident, and seeing such a cute little girl lying in front of him less than five steps away, thinking of the body of such a little girl would drive this car crazy. The muck cart ran over, and Zhang Ke rushed out with a surge of strength in his body, reached out and took the little girl's body and ran back.

　　 The dump truck slammed into a poplar tree with a thin waist. With a click, the poplar broke in two, and half of the tree slammed into the middle-aged fat man’s belly. The muck car stopped for a moment and then sprinted suddenly—the car did not turn off, and the driver stepped on the accelerator by mistake—the other three men and young men who played cards were shocked. The car crashed into flight.

　　 The muck truck hit Zhang Ke again.

Zhang Ke was also frightened, holding the little girl's body, not knowing that people would dodge to the side, holding the little girl's stiff body, and desperately backing up until his body was against the wall, unable to move, just tightly holding the small girl. The girl held her arms in her arms and watched the muck truck wiped her nose and violently turned, her heart almost stopped...

　　 The muck truck slammed out of the sidewalk and rushed towards the middle of the street. A Jetta came from the west and got stuck in the belly of the muck truck...

Zhang Ke felt his face wet, with a touch of blood on one hand, "Wow..." Zhang Ke burst into tears, startled and frightened, knelt on the ground, hugged the little girl in his arms, and touched everywhere, "No I bumped into it, I didn't bump into it..."

　　 There is some fishy alkali in the corner of his mouth, Zhang Ke wiped it, it's white, brainy? My stomach squirmed, and there was no time to turn my head, everything in my stomach spit out, splashing the little girl all over...

　　 Zhang Ke remembered that when he was in a car accident, he only felt his body thrown away, and people lost consciousness in the air, and it was too late to feel the fear of death? Looking at the **** scene, only then did he realize the fear of a car accident and the fragility of people. Zhang Ke sat on the ground holding the little girl, desperate.

　　 After the car accident, the crowd suddenly surrounded the street like water seeping from a sponge.

A black car approached, and two middle-aged people got out of the car, shouting loudly. Zhang Ke's mind was awake for a while, confused for a while, and he didn't hear it clearly. He saw a middle-aged man walking over to pick up a young woman who collapsed on the ground. , A middle-aged man came over to take the little girl. Zhang Ke handed the little girl over: "I don't know if there is any collision, I don't know if there is any collision..."

　　 "The girl is okay, this young guy wants it. He rushed to save the girl. Look, there are such deep tire marks..." Someone said to the side, UU reading www.uukanshu. com "The young man was so scared that he shouldn't hit him, just a little bit too close. I was ten meters away from here, and I looked carefully, my calf is still shaking now, this young man dared to rush to save this baby girl..."

　　The ambulance arrived, and the loud ambulance bell quieted Zhang Ke's confused mind a bit.

　　 Zhang Ke didn't dare to look at the person who was hit, and whoever changed to Zhang Ke didn't dare to be stimulated again. He wiped his face, the blood was dry, and after a while, he was scarred. With weak hands and feet, he struggled to stand up and walked out of the crowd in a daze. A nurse ran over to help him: "You can't walk around..." "I didn't hit me, the blood was splattered, you go to them..." The nurse was stunned. , I went back without thinking, and didn't expect to leave Zhang Ke or Zhang Ke's contact information.

　　 Zhang Ke looked back for the driver who was driving. The driver was lying under the root of the second poplar tree that he knocked down. His face was pale, and he should have woken up long ago. Zhang Ke always felt that he wanted to comfort him with a word or two, but he didn't know where to start, and grinned bitterly. After crossing Dongsheng Bridge, I saw two traffic inspection vehicles heading for North Street.

　　 Zhang Ke just remembered that on this day of July 18, 1994, almost all the traffic patrol officers in Xicheng District were drawn to the Bell Tower Square to maintain their order. Because on this day, nearly a hundred employees of the Xinguang Paper Mill came to the Bell Tower Square to make trouble. The old factory of the Xinguang Paper Mill is located at the Shugang River in the south of the city. It has backward technology and serious pollution. Chengnan District is determined to move the Xinguang Paper Mill out of the main urban area. A new factory is planned to be built in the Southern Suburb Industrial Park. Exhausted, there is no working capital, and raw materials cannot be imported. They have not been started. In addition, the employees think that the new factory is far away from the city and are unwilling to shut down the old factory. They gather in front of the municipal government to make trouble.