The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Showers are such a thing, they always go from drizzle to downpour at inopportune times.

In the dark car, the thick blood overwhelmed the damp smell of rainwater and filled my breath. I was stuck between the front seat and the back seat. Enduring the pain in my body, I struggled to get down with my hands tied behind my back. Touching his phone in the gap.

A few minutes ago, I woke up from a coma, and I witnessed the two kidnappers in the front row having a dispute over the priceless magic tool, and later fighting for it.

There is no room for driver distraction in a high-speed car, especially in rainy days that are prone to slippery, so during the fight between the two, the car lost control and hit the guardrail, and I was thrown out and stuck in the twisted gap between the front and rear seats.

In the wilderness and sparsely populated weather, the two kidnappers died happily together, leaving me with a tingling mess—the car had an accident on a bridge, and now it is stuck in midair. .

It has been raining all day, and the river has already risen sharply. I just glanced at it and knew that if it fell into the water, I would die on the spot.

The headache felt like it was about to burst, and the severe nausea and dizziness made it difficult to breathe. I didn't dare to move too much, for fear of breaking the balance that the car finally maintained. After a long time, I finally touched the phone and barely wiped it. After cleaning the blood and rainwater from his hands, he unlocked the phone.

The cold light of the mobile phone screen lit up in this small and dark space, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately in misfortune, it is not broken and can still be used.

The lower left corner is the call log, the middle is the address book, and the lower right corner is the short message...

If I knew it earlier, I should have set up an emergency contact.

The cold and greasy liquid kept flowing down. I clicked on the position of the address book with my fingertips for a long time, but I never saw the color change of the screen or the change of light and darkness. Hit it hard.

Fortunately, after a lot of hard work, it can be considered a success. The regular sound of the phone dialing came, which was especially pleasant in the night when there was only the sound of rain.

"Miss Lin?"

In the dark, people's hearing acuity will be infinitely amplified, and the male voice in the microphone is clear and magnetic, with slight distortion.

Very special voice, although I have only seen two sides briefly, but I still recognize it.

It turned out to be Gojo Satoru.

"Mr. Wutiao, Wutiao..."

My wrist was numb with pain from being tied too tightly, struggling and struggling to touch the phone, and I didn't realize how weak and hoarse my voice was until I spoke: "Sorry to bother you...can you call the police for me? "

"Where are you?"

The male voice on the phone couldn't hear the emotion, and I could only tell the place and time of my accident, as well as the somewhat dilapidated bridge, and I don't know the rest.

Unfamiliar and remote locations, deformed carriages and doors, tightly stuck injured bodies, hands tied, and the danger of falling into the water and drowning at any time. It is said that the nerves will become numb after being over-stimulated. I am not surprised at this time Suddenly, I found that I didn't have the slightest nervousness.

"My mobile phone has been turned on for positioning. I don't know if I can find it, but the current situation..."

If I'm not mistaken, the car seemed to be slowly tilting downwards. I paused for a moment before continuing to say in a normal tone: "Maybe I need to trouble the police."

If today will usher in the end of life, then I'd better not tell him how bad the situation I am facing at this time.

It can only increase the psychological burden and has no other use.

I felt it very carefully, and found that I was right, the car body was indeed tilting very slowly. At this speed, it was obvious that the police could not come to rescue me.

It was so sudden, obviously yesterday I was still distressed and happy that I finally achieved my wish and won the big beauty who shared the rent. It turned out that it was only a day, and the situation has taken a turn for the worse. Is this called extreme joy begets sorrow?

But think about it, in this world where supernatural powers and spell powers are evenly divided, isn't the fate of ordinary people just like cannon fodder that disappears in the blink of an eye?In fact, it's quite reasonable.

Fortunately, it was not Dazai's phone number that was dialed by chance, so he didn't have to face such a cruel scene.

The rainwater flowed down the broken and twisted skylight and hit my body. It was bitingly cold, and the blood loss and low temperature made me gradually sleepy.

"Don't sleep, I'll be right there."

In the receiver, the pleasant male voice was more gentle and comforting like an illusion. He was silent for a while, and then added: "Don't be afraid."

"Mr. Gojo."

I inhaled lightly, and rested my head on the icy floor of the car covered in rain, maybe I felt that I was about to die, but some curious things could be easily asked: "Do you like your ex-girlfriend very much?"

I like it very much, and I even like it all the time, so I came here overnight after hearing the news about her.

I thought to myself.

There was a moment of silence, only the sound of wind and rain remained in my ears.

Just before I was so sleepy that I closed my eyes, I heard the other party give a soft "hmm".

Gossip is the nature of human beings. When I heard that the answer was really like what I guessed, I pulled myself up again and asked him: "Then why did you break up in the first place?"

He must have been dumped, right?This guy doesn't even know how to stop knocking on a girl's window in the middle of the night, so he must be a straight man of steel, the kind who is mad enough to kill anyone.

The screen of the mobile phone dimmed, and the cabin was pitch black. I felt the angle of the car tilted more and more, and I thought about it endlessly.

"Because I was so bad back then."

In the small space, the voice of the person who answered me was very calm, a statement tone, he seemed to take a breath, and said in a low voice: "Taojiang, don't sleep, I have searched three directions, and only the last one is left. One direction, I can find you right away."

Ah, "peach sauce" or something, in our relationship, it's a little too close.

The tilt of the car became more and more serious, and finally crossed the balance point and fell rapidly.

It was too late to respond to the other party. I was shocked by the force of the fall and almost fainted again. In the dark and dull water, everything around me was out of shape and lost my direction. I felt like I was sinking into the bottom of the sea, deep, deep, endlessly go down.

The oxygen in the chest cavity was quickly consumed, I choked on water, and exhausted all my willpower to control it so that I didn't choke on the water again on the spot.

It turns out that drowning death is such a feeling, it is so painful, no wonder Dazai said that he is experimenting with the method of falling into the water and passing out, if he can pass out at the moment of entering the water, it will not be so uncomfortable.

The time was stretched for a very long time, and my consciousness became hazy uncontrollably. In a trance, I accidentally saw a little light belonging to the screen of the mobile phone, and it was not broken yet.

The moment I saw the light of the mobile phone, the water suddenly shook violently, and a man appeared in front of me. With the poor light of the mobile phone, I saw his beautiful white hair and his dark hair dyed dark. Eye.

He easily tore apart the car and the ropes that trapped me, stretched out his arms, and embraced me.

And at the same time, I finally hit my limit.

It is said that drowning people will grasp everything that can be grasped under the drive of survival instinct, which is not wrong at all-it is completely uncontrollable. I stretched out my hand and hugged the other person's neck tightly.

help me.

Help me, Gojo Satoru.

In the chaos, I felt the back of my neck being gently lifted, and those throbbing eyes were suddenly pulled closer, and then, through the cold water, the two pieces were softly attached to my lips.

Oxygen is transported from the intimate place and becomes the fulcrum of my life. The mobile phone exhausts its last energy, the screen becomes pitch black, and I can't see my fingers. The softness of my lips becomes all my perception.

The slight weightlessness passed, and with a "crash", we returned to the shore.