Rich and powerful scheming: Please sign the old love husband

The cold wind leaked in through the unclosed car window and penetrated along Bo Ran's collar.

She felt a chill.

A bone-chilling chill.

"I don't want to die with you." Bo Ran said something out of nowhere, without thinking.

Pei Jinnian's eyes moved slightly.

The driver held the steering wheel, turned around, and said with a smile: "What do you mean about immortality? It's bad luck. I have been driving here for more than ten years. I guarantee that neither of you will die."

Bo Ran suddenly realized why Pei Jinnian agreed to bring her here. Maybe it was just her willfulness, but he came with the determination to die with her.

She suddenly became anxious: "I want to go back, Master, please turn around, I want to go back."

She felt uneasy, a very frightening uneasy feeling.

Pei Jinnian turned to look at her.

Probing, complex.

"I want to go back." She insisted on her decision more and more firmly.

What on earth is she doing? Why should she be greedy and take such an insignificant journey with him? God let them

Meeting in Tibet does not necessarily mean that they will renew their relationship, but may be to put an end to it.

It's better to just forget it, forget it. She doesn't want to take risks, and she can't afford to take risks.

"Xiaoran..."

Pei Jinnian tried to call her, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say the next words, there was a loud "stab" sound, and he heard the old driver beside him shout "No--" and stepped on the pedal urgently. brake!

As soon as Bo Ran turned his head, he was faced with two bright beams of light, turning from the other side of the mountain. Behind the dazzling beams of light was a light truck loaded with goods. It didn't turn on the turn signal. Suddenly, it appeared in front of him. In their sight!

The view from the winding mountain road is not good to begin with, let alone on such a starless and moonless night.

The other party was probably rushing back to the city to transport goods, so he didn't expect anyone to come up the mountain at such a late hour. He didn't pay attention at all, and didn't sound the horn to warn.

Everything happened too fast.

Just for a moment.

After the driver saw the small truck in his sight, he just turned the steering wheel crazily and tried to go around it. However, the cargo truck was too big and the mountain road was too narrow, which did not allow him to make such a big movement in an instant.

Seeing that the small truck showed no sign of slowing down, Pei Jinnian suddenly turned sideways, held the steering wheel, and shouted at the same time: "Get out of the way--"

It was directed at the old driver.

The driver had been blinded a long time ago and was too stunned to move. In comparison, Pei Jinnian seemed too calm, too calm to be true.

It's hard to imagine that someone could calmly react like this at such a critical moment of life and death.

It's as if he has seen too many lives and deaths - or doesn't care anymore.

Pei Jinnian occupied the driver's seat, turned the front of the car to the other side of the mountain, then released the brake and stepped on the accelerator again. The wheel on the right side of the truck drove up the hillside with friction. The body of the truck instantly tilted over, and Bo Ran swayed on the seat. Once, he almost hit the glass.

This damn truck doesn't even have seat belts.

Pei Jinnian didn't squint, held the steering wheel firmly, and told her: "Sit tight!"

The small truck came over at this moment.

The car body brushed the side where Bo Ran was sitting, and she almost heard the harsh and harsh noise as the car body on the left side passed by.

Just like the sizzling sound of an old iron porcelain basin being dragged on the cement floor, it is sharp, noisy, and stimulates people's nerves.

She was so frightened that she held her ears and screamed.