Chapter 2: A car accident that is destined to occur (this chapter is free)

When I woke up again, I was hungry. Since I felt hungry, it means that my body had begun to recover.

There was a bowl of porridge on the bedside table, with poached eggs and meat sauce on it, and the tempting fragrance was floating. I couldn't feel that there was someone in the outer room, so I probably went out.

Zhang Ke lay still, unable to resist the real sense of hunger and the temptation of food. He struggled to sit up, thinking that even if he was dreaming, there was no reason to starve himself. He poured all the porridge, eggs and meat into his stomach, and lay for a while before his hands and feet gradually became stronger.

Zhang Ke pushed the door and walked to the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror, with a pale face and sick look, a pointed chin, no spirit in his eyes, thin lips, and some whiskers on his lips. He was the self who was sixteen years old. If he hadn't seen it in the mirror and just recalling it, he would have been unable to imagine such a real face.

What happened? Zhang Ke slapped his face and didn't dare to use force, which made him feel a little painful. Dreams cannot simulate the pain in the body, but who can be sure of it? Is it reasonable to turn back time? It is impossible to prove that you are in a dream, nor can you believe that you are in the real world. Zhang Ke doesn't know what went wrong and put him in this state.

Walking through the living room, my eyes swept over the calendar on the glass table - July 18, 1994 - Ah, July 18!

Isn’t it July 16? The reason why Zhang Ke clearly remembered the date of high fever and fever was because on July 18, a vicious accident occurred on North Street behind the dormitory of the government office on the third day after he had high fever when he was sixteen years old.

Zhang Ke picked up the T-shirt and pulled out a handful of change from the clay pot on the cabinet beside the door. He passed a key with a colored rope - exactly the same as the details in his memory. Zhang Ke would hang the key around his neck at the age of sixteen - stuff the key and change into his pocket and went downstairs.

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

At this time, there was no abnormality on North Street. The dull air made people sleepy. Near the corner of the street was a building materials store, next to it was a hardware store, and then there was a convenience store. The heat was steaming and there was almost no pedestrians on the street. It was here, except for himself, there was no one, and occasionally a car passed by. Zhang Ke stood on the street for a while, and it didn't look like he had had a car accident, nor could he see the abnormality of the car accident. The high fever had just subsided, and his weak body could not withstand the heat, and sweat flowed from his forehead. Zhang Ke buried his head in the convenience store and stood under the whistling ceiling fan.

The curtain was lifted from outside, and a young man raised the curtain over his head, asking the young woman behind him to take the little girl's hand and walk in first. Zhang Ke glanced at it. The young woman had a beautiful face, slender waist, and was wearing a plain long skirt. Her waist was narrow, and her chest looked even taller. The young woman walked through the door with her back with a light, and Zhang Ke could almost see the shape and greasy whiteness of the young woman's plump and slender thighs through the thin skirt cloth.

When the young woman walked in, there was no light-transmitting effect. Zhang Ke felt a pity. He felt that such a beautiful young woman was extremely rare in Haizhou. He thought that the young woman had a male companion present and did not dare to be too presumptuous. Her eyes showed the common troubles in summer afternoons. The little girl held in the young woman's hand was also quite beautiful. She was about three or four years old, pouting her lips and wiping the sweat on her forehead, and her eyes had deep black.

Zhang Ke was a little jealous of the young man at the door. With such a beautiful wife and daughter, probably all the good things a person can encounter in his life will happen to him.

The young man stood at the door, facing inside, and the light outside was very strong, and he couldn't see his face. The young woman turned around and talked to the young man. It was a dialect in the north. Zhang Ke couldn't hear it clearly. He thought that he couldn't wait for a car accident even if he stood in the store. When he saw the young woman leading the little girl in, the little girl pointed to the electric fan above 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. The young man happened to look 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 horse stools in his hand, and a thin man followed him, holding a deck of cards and a stack of change in his hand, shouting: "Old Fourth, Biaozi, why are you rubbing..."

"Here, you're fucking mourning, you're so thick-sounding!" A shirtless young man picked up a small square table, walked out of the hardware store, and stood under the shade of a tree facing the street. The young man behind him was holding two small stools...

Zhang Ke instantly recalled the report about the car accident fourteen years ago: "A major traffic accident occurred in North Street, Xicheng District. A dump truck turned from Dongsheng Street into North Street. The driver lost control of driving while drunk and rushed to the sidewalk on the sidewalk. Four young men playing cards under the shade of the sidewalk could not be spared..." Zhang Ke looked back at the couple and the little girl in the convenience store. At that time, this report impressed Zhang Ke. In addition to the car accident on North Street, photos of the little girl were posted in the newspaper, which made people feel particularly regretful.

Blood surged upwards of his head, shocked numbness in Zhang Ke's whole body and he could not move!

"Uncle Tian's car is coming soon, I'm watching outside..." The young man in the convenience store said to the young woman, and came out of the curtain. Only Yang Shuyin in front of the building materials store outside the door was the coolest. The young man looked at Zhang Ke who was standing at the door of the convenience store, walked under the shade, and stood there watching the four people playing cards.

You can hear the sound of heavy vehicles rolling across the asphalt road in the distance. When you approach the corner of the street, you don’t seem to slow down. The sound of death is so clear...

"Dad, mom gives you ice cream..."

The little girl held an ice cream and almost jumped out of the door. The yellowish-yellow dump truck had just exposed half of her head from the corner of the street, and there was no sign of turning.

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

The little girl jumped out of the hardware store, tripped under her feet, and her body hit the ground, and the ice cream hit the ground... The driver of the dump truck there seemed to suddenly realize that he had missed the intersection, and he turned the steering wheel hard, and the tire rubbed against the asphalt road, making a sharp scream. The young man who was about to come to help his daughter turned around suddenly and saw the dump truck that suddenly turned around in the middle of the street hitting here...

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

Zhang Ke thought about the photos posted by the little girl after the car accident. Seeing such a cute little girl lying in front of him less than five steps away, thinking that the little girl's body was about to be crushed by this crazy-like dump truck, a surge of strength surged out, reached out to pick up the little girl's body and ran back.

The dump truck suddenly hit a poplar tree as thick as a waist. With a click, the poplar tree broke into two pieces in the waist, and half of the tree pierced into the middle-aged fat man's belly. The dump truck paused for a moment, then suddenly jumped - the car did not turn off, and the driver accidentally stepped on the accelerator. The other three card-playing men and young men were stunned, their bodies were frozen there, forgetting to avoid it until the dump truck was hit by it.

The dump truck hit Zhang Ke again.

Zhang Ke was also scared and held the little girl's body, not knowing that the person was going to dodge to the side. He hugged the little girl's stiff body and retreated desperately until his body pressed against the wall and could not move. He just hugged the little girl tightly and watched the dump truck rub his nose and turned his head, and his heart almost stopped...

The dump truck suddenly turned out of the sidewalk and rushed towards the middle of the street. A Jetta truck drove from the west and stuck under the belly of the dump truck...

Zhang Ke felt his face wet, a wiping of his face and blood in his hands, "Wow..." Zhang Ke suddenly burst into tears, shocked and scared, knelt on the ground, hugged the little girl in his arms, and touched around, "I didn't hit her, I didn't hit her..."

There was a little fishy smell at the corner of his mouth. Zhang Ke wiped it, it was white, and his brain was squirming. Before he could turn his head, everything in his 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 out fiercely. When the person was in the air, he lost consciousness and had no time to feel the fear of death. Looking at the bloody scene, he realized the fear of the car accident and the fragility of the person. Zhang Ke held the little girl and sat on the ground, feeling lost.

After the car accident, the crowd seemed to seep water from a sponge and suddenly surrounded the streets.

A black car came over, two middle-aged men got out of the car, shouting loudly, Zhang Ke's mind was awake, and sometimes confused, and he couldn't hear it. He saw a middle-aged man coming over to help the young woman lying on the ground, and a middle-aged man came over to take over the little girl. Zhang Ke handed the little girl over: "I don't know if there was a collision, I don't know if there was a collision..."

"The girl is fine. This young man wants it. He rushed over to save the girl. Look, such a deep tire mark..." Someone said from the side, "The young man was so scared that he shouldn't hit him, just a little bit short. I was ten meters away from here, and I looked carefully. My calves were still shaking now. But this young man dared to rush over to save the girl..."

The ambulance arrived later, and the loud rescue ringtone made Zhang Ke's confused mind quiet a little.

Zhang Ke didn't dare to see the person who was knocked away. No matter who was Zhang Ke was replaced by this, he wiped his face, and the blood was dry, and it became scars in a while. His hands and feet became weak, and 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 casually..." "I didn't hit me, the blood was splashing, you go and care about them..." The nurse was stunned, and walked back without thinking too much, and she didn't expect to leave Zhang Ke or leave Zhang Ke's contact information.

Zhang Ke turned around and looked for the driver who drove. The driver lay under the root of the second poplar tree that knocked him down. His face was pale and he should have woken up long ago. Zhang Ke always felt that he wanted to comfort him for a few words, but he didn't know where to start. He grinned bitterly. After crossing Dongsheng Bridge, he saw two traffic inspection cars driving towards North Street.

Zhang Ke then remembered that on July 18, 1994, almost all traffic police officers in Xicheng District were drawn to the area around Zhonglou Square to maintain Yixu. Because on this day, nearly 100 employees of Xinguang Paper Factory went to Zhonglou Square to gather and cause trouble. The old factory of Xinguang Paper Factory is located on the banks of Shugang River in Chengnan. It has backward technology and severe pollution. Chengnan District decided to move Xinguang Paper Factory out of the main urban area and build a new factory in the Nanjiao Industrial Park. However, the new factory was built and the purchase of equipment used up the bank loan. There was no working capital and the raw materials could not be obtained. In addition, the employees thought the new factory was far away from the city and were unwilling to close the old factory. They gathered in front of the municipal government every now and then.
Chapter completed!