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September, the season of late summer and early autumn, should have been full of bright moon and stars, and breezy breeze.I don't know what happened in the past few days, but it suddenly became hot. Even at night, there is still a strong heat.In the sweltering weather, even a breath of wind is stingy with charity.

An alley near the library in the city center is brightly illuminated by street lights. At the entrance of the alley are two dense pagoda trees with drooping branches and leaves, sluggish.

There is a vermilion door half hidden behind the locust tree, on which there is a bright silver signboard "Seven Locust Bar". If you want to analyze the roll call of this store literally, at least seven out of ten people will go to it. Count how many pagoda trees there are.

The name was just chosen randomly, without any special meaning.But the business is good, so what's the problem even if it's called Liuhuai or Jiuhuai?

When Qian Yi came out of Qihuai Bar, he was not as calm as before. He grabbed his nephew and almost dragged the young man who was a head shorter and thinner than him to the outside.With great strength and bad attitude, he pushed his nephew onto the locust tree and slapped him hard!

The person who was beaten was sullen, and dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.Qian Yi took a deep breath, and seemed to be suppressing the anger in his heart. He shook off his nephew's hand and said angrily, "Get in the car!"

It is not an easy task to be Qian Yi's nephew.Qian Wendong has been aware of this fact since he was nine years old, but he has never resented Qian Yi. If it weren't for this uncle, he might be nothing.

Qian Yi said very little, and there were also very few people who went against his will, and Qian Wendong was one of them.With his head down and his shoulders drooping, like a defeated rooster, he followed Qian Yi into the car listlessly.At this time, Qian Wendong was still thinking: the old man must be very angry when he came to find him himself.

As the car slowly drove out of the alley, Qian Yi's expression eased a little.He glanced at Qian Wendong beside him, saw his swollen cheeks, sighed helplessly, opened the car refrigerator, took out a bottle of mineral water from it, and pushed it on Qian Wendong's face.

The coolness made the burning pain much better.

The atmosphere in the car was not as depressing as before. Qian Wendong carefully observed his uncle's expression, and at the right time, said softly, "Uncle, don't be angry."

"You can't be honest with me!" Qian Yi said with a tone of hatred for iron and steel, "It's only been a few days and I can't stand it anymore? Got a second chance?"

"I didn't think about it, I just went out for a few drinks with my friends."

Qian Yi frowned, which made the gap-like furrow between his brows more obvious.Qian Wendong realized that he had said something wrong, shrugged his shoulders, and fell silent.

Qian Yi is not a nagging person, but he often talks endlessly to this young man whom he regards as his own son.Like all fathers, he is strict and considerate. Sometimes, some people even suspect that Qian Wendong is Qian Yi's biological son.As for Qian Wendong's mother, no one seemed to care.

The words of reprimand went on, talking about the ramp from the main traffic road, and then talking about the side road from the ramp.Qian Wendong remained silent all along, obediently listening to what Qian Yi said for 17 years, which made him a little drowsy from the beginning of the ramp.

"Did you take my words to heart?" Qian Yi's quick temper made him very dissatisfied with his nephew's silence, so he slapped Qian Wendong on the head casually.This slap didn't use much force, and it just slapped Qian Wendong's doze away.

Qian Wendong opened his eyes suddenly, as if he saw something terrifying, grabbed Qian Yi's arm and shouted: "Stop the brakes, brake!"

Qian Yi subconsciously turned his face back, the sudden change would not give anyone any chance, the sudden change came and went in a blink of an eye, and the ear-piercing crashing sound burst on the not-so-spacious path.A burst of smoke rose and filled the fronts of the two cars.

It all seemed to happen in the blink of an eye.

The two oncoming cars collided on the narrow path, and there was no room for avoidance.Yes, it's just the chilling sound of scrapped machines.Qian Yi was squeezed on the seat by the airbag that popped up, and fainted; Qian Wendong was not as lucky as him, because he was not wearing a seat belt, he was stuck on the windshield at the moment of the collision, and his neck was cut open There was a bone-deep wound, and the blood formed a gurgling stream, gushing out from his neck.

The moon finally floated over from behind the clouds, and the bright moonlight poured on the path.Someone came out of another deformed car, staggered to Qian Yi's car, looked down, and then, like a slightly drunk alcoholic, left the path with slow steps.

The loud noise of vehicles colliding disturbed the people in the Sifang houses, the lights came on one by one, and the doors creaked.

At this moment, Qian Yi's fingers moved slightly, the watch on his wrist was still clean, but the time stopped at 2014:9 on September 15, 01