He is a very homely person. He rarely goes out to play with his colleagues after working for so many years, and he never socializes. He has always worked smoothly.

That day he was walking home alone. A red Mercedes-Benz was driving very fast, snaking on the road. Then it slammed into a truck parked on the side of the road. The entire front of the car was twisted and deformed, and the top was scratched.

A large piece fell, and he was frightened and called the police.

When the traffic police arrived at the scene, the man was already dead. It was said that he was driving drunk. He was in a heavy heart. He seemed to see something transparent floating out after the man was carried out. He was not sure and left with lingering fear.

The car accident was reported in the news afterwards. The owner of the car opened a small business and had some money, but the woman said that he had a bad liver and seldom drank alcohol. I didn't know why he drank a lot yesterday at the bar.

He didn't take it seriously. Those people usually had to socialize and drink. He felt that the woman was pretentious, so he turned off the TV and lay down on the bed.

At night, he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and then he fell into a deep sleep. When he got up, he felt that his throat was dry, and he wanted to find something to drink. Even after drinking a lot of water, he could not eliminate the feeling of thirst but thirst.

He knew what he needed. He went outside the community and bought a few bottles of wine. He couldn't wait to open them on the roadside and started drinking, one bottle after another, until his vision was blurred and he walked crookedly and staggering. Later, he unknowingly

He rushed to the middle of the road, and a speeding car failed to brake and hit him. His body flew high like a kicked ball, and then hit the ground hard, with some blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
Chapter completed!