Marriage in crisis

This section of the road is uphill, and he rode the electric bike quite easily, but it was a bit difficult for me to jog uphill.

The electric car was buzzing like a bee and was about to disappear in the blink of an eye.

I was so sad that I couldn't even cry. I just regretted that I didn't have Hot Wheels under my feet to overtake directly.

Just then, I heard the sound of a motorcycle behind me. I immediately turned around and saw a motorcycle coming very fast. The people on the motorcycle were wearing helmets, so I couldn't tell whether they were men or women.

I was immediately delighted and decided not to miss this opportunity.

He quickly reached out and stopped his car.

Maybe my action was too sudden and he was going too fast, he didn't have time to react to my waving, and the car slid past with a "whoosh" sound like a gust of wind.

By the time he realized I was trying to stop his car, he had already passed me by.

But he suddenly slowed down, and just when I was annoyed that I was too late to intercept him, his car suddenly braked ten meters in front of me and did a tailspin...

The front of the car actually rushed towards me.

I was shocked and didn't care about anything else. I immediately ran towards him.

He was about to speak, but I beat him to the punch. "Hello! I have something urgent to do. Can you take me for a while?"

He looked at me through the visor of his helmet, but because the visor was so dark, I couldn't see his eyes at all. So far, I couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.

That feeling suddenly made me feel inexplicably uneasy.

I was just about to say forget it, but at this moment, he also said to me, "Come up!"

The voice was muffled by the helmet, so it was really hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

I took one look at the electric bike that had disappeared, and then I felt bold enough to go for it, so I got on the motorcycle without saying a word!

He asked me, "Which building?"

I pointed in the direction where the electric car disappeared and said, "Just drive forward quickly. My friend is ahead."

He paused for a moment, then twisted his wrist and the bike suddenly rushed forward. I instinctively hugged his waist. With this hug, I was immediately sure that the rider was a man.

Moreover, as the car sped away, I could already smell the unique smell of men's sweat.

I was making predictions in my mind, but my eyes were fixed ahead, looking for the target.

The motorcycle sped to the islanders' residential area at lightning speed.

Although I have been to the island several times, I have never been to the residential area.

There is a large area of ​​buildings here, all of which are almost identical. The streets are also neatly planned, with straight lines and horizontal and vertical lines. If you were not a resident of the island, it would be difficult to recognize them.

No wonder everyone asks which building we are going to. It turns out the difference between the buildings here lies in their numbers.

But I suddenly realized that the car had no intention of slowing down, and was going even faster.

I quickly shouted, "Put me down, I'll get off here."

But I seemed to hear a strange laugh from the person in front of me.

I suddenly felt bad, I might have been fooled.

I yelled again, "I'm getting off right here!"

He still ignored my shouts and the car continued to drive at a fast and furious pace.

I held his waist tightly and refused to let go. At this moment, I was sure that he heard my call.

My head was spinning rapidly. I stopped shouting and resigned myself to my fate, letting his car run wildly across the area.

What makes me feel at ease is that this is a military control area, and I don’t believe he dares to do anything wrong.

All I have to do is make sure I don't get thrown off by him, and as long as he stops the car, I win.

The car was speeding through the area like crazy. I was scared to the point of suffocation, but my head was unusually calm.

I saw the car circling on the road in the community.

I think he wanted to confuse me. After all, the streets here are too close to each other. As a stranger, I can't tell east, west, south, or north. I even don't know which direction I came from.

Finally his car slowed to a stop at an entrance.

Through the helmet, he asked me grimly, "Did you see your friend just now?"

Just when I wanted to get out of the car, it moved forward again.

I grabbed his collar so hard that I was almost thrown off.

Then, his car drove deeper into the alley, where it ended at a small hillside with several buildings located halfway up the hillside.

I feel like this is a dead end.

I was mentally prepared that once he stopped the car, I would escape the moment he stopped to buy myself some time. I thought most of the residents here were righteous and would not stand by and watch someone commit violence against me.