The nights in late autumn are already very cold, especially in the second half of the night.

At this time, there was an open space in front of Laolongkeng, seventy or eighty miles away from Fengqian Village in Wuma County.

Under the bleak white moonlight, there were six people and an old dog, and their shadows were stretched too long.

A hundred meters across from them, this is a safe range.

A white Mercedes-Benz ran wildly at a speed of more than 80, circling the open space in circles.

Zheng Haixin was wearing a police uniform coat. Although she was already very warm, she was still shivering.

It was not her body that was shaking, but her heart.

It was the man in the car on the opposite side who traded his life for his own death without any hesitation or hesitation.

Especially the two words "worth it" are unforgettable to Zheng Haixin.

She couldn't remember how many times she shed tears.

Even though it was flowing like this, Zheng Haixin didn't wipe it, she had no feeling or thought.

All her thoughts were captured by the man opposite her, and she was held tightly.

Her parents died young, and Zheng Haixin has been living with her brother Zheng Haiyang since she was a child, developing her unique character.

She likes the guzheng because she will enter another artistic conception when the guzheng is played.

The sky there is blue, the air is sweet, the water is clear green, and there is no trace of impurities in sight.

Quiet, pure, without worldly distractions.

There, Zheng Haixin can be completely relaxed and relaxed, with no pressure or desire, just her own carefreeness.

However, this kind of thinking also created her different perspective on life.

It feels like no one in this world understands her and no one understands her.

Perhaps, the person who understands her and understands her does not exist at all.

This kind of character and this kind of thinking make it difficult for her to get along with outsiders.

Not to mention having a heart-to-heart relationship.

She always lives in her own world without fighting against the world.

She has no besties or friends.

This kind of aloofness also makes her still lonely at the age of twenty-seven.

By the age of twenty-seven, most women are already wives and mothers.

But she is not in a hurry. Before she meets the right person, it doesn't matter even if she spends her whole life like this.

Until Li Yuanlang appeared.

Deep in her soul, she finally had someone she could talk to.

She didn't think too much about whether she was of the opposite sex or married. It was enough to be able to understand her.

Even that night, she accidentally slept with this man in the same bed, and she had her first experience of being intimate with the opposite sex.

Her heart was tangled.

At first she hated this man and hated him for depriving her of her first time.

Of course it's not physical, it's spiritual.

But later, she found that this feeling was quite good, because she had a sense of security.

In the past, only her brother Zheng Haiyang made her feel this way.

Now if I switch to this man, it will be a different psychological reaction.

Therefore, when this man is in danger, she will be extremely concerned. She is worried about losing someone who can talk to her and someone who can give her a sense of security.

Before tonight, Zheng Haixin felt this way.

However, at this moment, Zheng Haixin had another understanding of Li Yuanlang.

A man who can die for himself is absolutely subversive in shocking her.

Is he still someone with whom I have a common language, or a close friend?

Zheng Haixin couldn't explain clearly, because her heart was messed up and was messed up by this man.

Until now, when Zheng Haixin saw Li Yuanlang driving back and forth around the open space, her heart felt like it was breaking. It really hurt.

From the inside to the outside, it penetrated every node of her nerves, awakening the pain in every place, heartbreaking, and unable to control herself.

She didn't cry loudly, she held it in completely by will.

But she couldn't control the flow of tears.

I believe that some of her feelings are the same as those of others present.

Confusion, worry, and admiration were mixed together, and everyone was sweating for Li Yuanlang.

The key is that no one can help him, some can only pray.

I pray that God will let such a good and kind person go.

A good cadre, a real man who puts life and death aside, leaves life to others, and dares to face death himself!

The Mercedes-Benz went round and round, feeling like time was standing still, so slow and for so long.

"Squeak"!

The sound of a sudden brake suddenly sounded, so harsh, crisp and loud in the empty and cold night sky.

This caused the old yellow dog next to Uncle Jing Quan to bark loudly and keep barking.

As the Mercedes-Benz stopped suddenly, everyone couldn't help but instinctively covered their eyes with their arms to prevent the explosion, fire or even air waves from hitting them.

but……

There was no explosion, and the expected flames soaring into the sky did not appear in front of everyone's eyes.

The Mercedes-Benz was intact, but stood motionless.

Zhang Quanlong must have been a policeman, and he reacted quickly. He was the first to open his legs and run towards the car.

Next came Uncle Jing Quan, two police officers and the village director of Fengqian Village.

Even the old yellow dog that was let go by Uncle Jing Quan ran wildly in excitement and ran to the car before everyone else, jumping around the driver's door and barking...

After Zhang Quanlong arrived, he pulled open the door, only to see Li Yuanlang holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes closed, and sweat flowing down his angular face.

Even though it was a cold night in late autumn, Li Yuanlang was already soaked to the skin. When the cold autumn wind blew, he could not help but shiver from the coldness from inside to outside.

He just tried his luck and cut all the wires of various colors, and he was already prepared in his mind to be blown to pieces.

Fortunately, this didn't happen and he was safe.

In all this, he bet correctly.

"Secretary, you... are okay. Everything is over. Please get out of the car immediately. I want to check."

With the support of Zhang Quanlong and others, Li Yuanlang walked down. His legs were as heavy as lead, and it was difficult to even step forward.

Yes, anyone would be afraid of the experience between life and death.

Li Yuanlang is no exception.

It has nothing to do with whether you are brave or not, it is completely a basic human reaction.

Two police officers helped Li Yuanlang to sit down in the open space, but Uncle Jing Quan conjured up a small copper flask and said, "Young man, drink a little to relieve your shock."

"Thank you." Li Yuanlang took it, opened the cork, and drank a few gulps.

The spiciness of the alcohol instantly passed through his throat and entered his stomach, transforming into a warm current, which made Li Yuanlang feel much better.

"Is there any smoke?"

The village director hurriedly handed him one, "It's not a good cigarette, so I'll just smoke it."

"As long as you have it." Li Yuanlang forced a smile. When the village director lit the fire for him, he realized why Zheng Haixin was nowhere to be seen.

"Hai...where is that lesbian?"

After he asked, everyone noticed, right? Where is that woman?

Uncle Jing Quan, despite being the oldest, had the best eyesight. He immediately noticed a fallen figure not far away.

"Why did she fall?"

Li Yuanlang quickly stood up, his legs were not heavy anymore, and he rushed over first. When he looked carefully, he saw that Zheng Haixin's eyes were closed tightly and she had passed out.

He quickly squatted down and picked up Zheng Haixin's soft body, held her head and shouted anxiously: "Haixin, what's wrong with you, wake up, wake up quickly."

After a while, Zheng Haixin gradually regained consciousness and weakly squeezed out a few words: "It's great that you are still alive."

"Hurry up and get her into the car. It's too cold here and it's easy to get sick." Uncle Jing Quan was experienced and helped Li Yuanlang lift Zheng Haixin into the back seat of Zhang Quanlong's Volkswagen Magotan and lay her down. Li Yuanlang covered her with his police uniform coat.

She was repeatedly told to have a good rest, but she was not allowed to fall asleep.
To be continued...