[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

Yang Qingruo was taken aback, first surprised, then surprised: "Why are you back again?"

He anxiously wanted to pick up Song Yun's clothes: "Where is the injury?"

Song Yun fumbled with him, holding Yang Qingruo like a large briefcase, walking forward without stopping, while vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding situation, while explaining in a low voice: "It's not too late. It’s a big deal, I was prepared for the jump this time, and I wore the protective bag in the car, but the speed of the car was a bit fast, I jumped off and suffered a little impact, and now I feel a little dizzy.”

Hearing what he said, Yang Qingruo let go of it a little bit, but his heart still ached terribly: "When you get back, don't rush to work overtime, take a good rest for two days."

"Yeah." At this time, Song Yun didn't argue with Yang Qingruo, he brought the topic back, "We'll steal that truck in a while, and go in another direction. Although it took a detour, it's better to be safe. I In this situation, if you drive for a long time, you are afraid of a car accident, but I can't guarantee that I can pull you down in time if there is another car accident this time, so you have to sit in the driver's seat."

Speaking of this, he lowered his head and looked at Yang Qingruo seriously: "You are good at learning. Driving a flying car is actually very simple. I think it is easier than a mecha. I will teach you next to you. You can drive it if you dare."

He really used actions to explain that one dares to drive and one dares to sit.

Yang Qingruo didn't tell Song Yun that he actually knew how to drive a speeding car, but only responded, "Leave it to me."

Of course, this skill was not learned in this life, but it was brought over by him before time travel.Before crossing, he had a driving license for speeding cars, but he never had the chance to drive again.

Song Yun held Yang Qingruo between them, and the two of them quickly stepped on the night and walked around to the side of the vegetable transport speedway without a sound.

Song Yun used his door prying skills again, this time he was a lot more proficient at unlocking, he opened the door of the driver's cab in two or three strokes, and stuffed Yang Qingruo in his arms.

"Sit down and don't mess with the things inside." Song Yun instructed.

Yang Qingruo nodded: "I won't move around."

Song Yun closed the car door, went around to the other side and climbed into the car: "Don't rush to drive, we will leave later."

Yang Qingruo looked at this flying car with manual transmission hundreds of years ago. Its structure was somewhat different from the flying cars of later generations, but it was generally understandable.

Song Yun looked at the self-built house in the yard through the car window and rearview mirror. The lights were still on in the house, and he could hear voices coming from inside.

"There are no entertainment facilities here. They shouldn't go to bed too late. We'll leave after they turn off the lights." Song Yun looked away and looked at Yang Qingruo. Seeing that the omega was still inspecting the speeding car with a judgmental look, he said with a smile, "Novice driver , how do you look?"

Yang Qingruo pointed to a few uncertain places and asked Song Yun: "What is this for?"

Song Yun's eyes followed his fingers: "Turn signal and wipers."

Yang Qingruo nodded and put his hands on the steering wheel.

Seeing his posture, Song Yun thought that he was about to practice it, so he quickly reached out and held it: "Don't worry, I'll tell you about the other operations, and if you have a special situation, you can just practice it in your head. "

At this time, Yang Qingruo was not in the mood to make a joke, so she took her hands back after hearing the words, and then sat upright: "I know the priorities, I don't want to move around, I just sit on the steering wheel to find the feeling."

Song Yun withdrew his hand and coughed twice: "Well, then let me teach you how to drive a speeding car."

Counting the time when he taught Yang Qingruo to start the armor, this was Song Yun's second time as a coach. He already had enough teaching experience, and Yang Qingruo also learned quickly. Student, the two guys who are talking on paper just have a strange self-confidence in themselves and each other inexplicably.

This time Song Yun took the trouble to explain to Yang Qingruo the main points of driving the speeding car three times in detail, but he didn't think it was enough. It can be seen that the impatience of Instructor Song also depends on the situation.

After repeatedly confirming that Yang Qingruo has mastered the oral knowledge he narrated, and spot-checking him several questions, Song Yun reluctantly stopped talking.

In the quiet carriage, Song Yun rubbed his forehead wearily, and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

Yang Qingruo looked sideways at Song Yun's calm face: "I'm very scared, how are you going to comfort me?"

Song Yun raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Qingruo, then turned his head and threw his terminal into his arms: "Take it."

Yang Qingruo caught his terminal, but there was still no signal here. He unlocked the light screen and looked at the empty signal grid. It can only be used to check the time. It is nine o'clock at night, and it is just a wonderful nightlife in the center of the imperial capital. moment to begin.

When he looked at Song Yun again, Song Yun had already leaned on the back of the chair and began to close his eyes to rest his mind. He closed his eyes and let go of the shopkeeper and said, "I am relieved to hear you say that. Since you are not afraid, just watch the time." , I'll take a break, and wait for them to turn off the lights and call me."

Yang Qingruo knew that it was not suitable to complain now, but he still couldn't help it, and said a word indifferently: "Oh."

Sure enough, it was impossible for Song Yun to say any comforting words, because he thought too much.

Yang Qingruo didn't make any noise to disturb Song Yun's rest. He really worked hard today, and Yang Qingruo felt distressed when he saw his tired sleeping face.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Yang Qingruo propped his chin and lay motionless on the window lattice, staring at the self-built house behind him. The night in the suburbs was too quiet, and the sound of wind and insects could be heard clearly. From the window, I saw a faint figure passing by, and sometimes I could hear a few words from Aunt Chunhua's high-pitched voice.

When it was around 10:30, the lights on the first floor of the house went out.

Yang Qingruo cheered up and gently shook Song Yun awake: "Song Yun, wake up."

Song Yun didn't fall asleep at all, not even a light sleep, just resting with his eyes closed, when Yang Qingruo touched him, he immediately opened his eyes, and at that moment his sharpness was revealed, his sharp eyes swept around: "What's wrong? "

Yang Qingruo was not frightened by him, and replied softly: "They are going to sleep."

Song Yun sat up straight, staring at the movement in the house behind him from the rearview mirror.

They waited for another ten minutes, and all the lights in the self-built house were extinguished.

"It seems that they are asleep, and they slept quite early." Yang Qingruo has also been paying attention to the situation in the house.

Song Yun put on the seat belt: "Well, let's go quickly. With the speed of this car, it will take at least two hours to drive into the city, but since I sent the signal to the present, Assistant Li will be there in about an hour and a half. It's time to bring someone to meet us."

Yang Qingruo let down a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he was not slow in his hands, and drove the flying car out steadily.

The sound of the truck starting is not small, especially in the silent night.

Even if Yang Qingruo was prepared in his heart, he was startled by the sudden sound of the engine, but his hands were steady, the speeding car slowly left the ground and drove out smoothly.When he was leaving, he saw in the rearview mirror that the lights in the self-built house were turned on again, and Aunt Chunhua's family must have been woken up.

Song Yun also noticed this. He frowned and said, "It's a miscalculation. The sound of this broken car is so loud. I don't know if the family will report it. You'd better drive faster."

Yang Qingruo wanted to drive faster, but he hadn't held the steering wheel for more than ten years, so it was a bit vain to get on the road suddenly. Moreover, there was no signal here, there was no navigation in the car, and the terminal's navigation could not be used. He still had to rely on Song Yun show the way.

When Song Yun showed the way, he said in a very unreasonable and confident way: "This is my first time coming here. The road I came to was the direction I led them to chase. I might bump into them. We have to change the road. Walk."

Yang Qingruo held the hand on the steering wheel, trembling slightly, he looked at the strange and empty road ahead: "Then how do you know which way to go?"

Song Yun said as it should: "Exclude one direction when you came, and exclude the direction to the nursing home, isn't there only two directions left?"

Yang Qingruo realized that Song Yun was starting to block his luck.

That's right, successful businessmen are excellent gamblers, and they have already opened their doors, so let's just go all the way to the dark!

Song Yun saw Yang Qingruo's uneasiness, propped his head leisurely to blow the wind, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether the direction is right or not, you just need to drive along a straight line, at most 10 minutes, no, half an hour, my one Smelly brother is quite cautious, all in all, as long as we leave the signal shielding area, can't we open the navigation?"

What Song Yun said was very reasonable, as expected of an excellent gambler, even if it was gambling, he could find irrefutable reasons to convince himself, Yang Qingruo almost believed it.

Yang Qingruo was groping for skills while driving, feeling extremely guilty. On the other hand, Song Yun, the guy sitting in the co-pilot, was as leisurely and calm as if he was going for a ride, as if he had forgotten that his driver was an unlicensed novice driver who was touching the steering wheel for the first time.

He really deserves to be an excellent gambler, Yang Qingruo is ashamed of himself with this psychological quality!

After all, it's been a long time since I touched the steering wheel. Yang Qingruo is still a little novice. Fortunately, this place is remote, with no other vehicles or complicated traffic roads. He just needs to find a direction and drive forward.

"Are you still dizzy?"

Song Yun blew the night breeze, and lazily replied: "A little bit. I can't tell, you are driving quite steadily."

Yang Qingruo smiled guiltyly: "It's better that you teach well."

That's right, Song Yun's gambler behavior has been going on from the beginning to the end, thanks to the fact that he is always confident when doing uncertain things.

"After I go back this time, I will buy another property near Imperial University. You and your mother can move there."

Yang Qingruo didn't refuse this time, and simply agreed.

However, as soon as they finished speaking, several headlights suddenly lit up on the oblique side of the front, and the car stereo in the truck rang.

"Boss Song, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here without any problems."