In fact, I am fine, that is, the two who drove away, do not know the truth, will it leave a lifetime of shadows?
I was addicted to learning to drive many years ago, and borrowed a broken 212 jeep from a nearby auto repair plant to drive. I didn't dare to go to the street, so I called the guest and drove to a place where there were few people. Play happy, forget the time, dark before I think of going back. Passing a cemetery, there are still a few wreaths in it, and I am panicked in my heart, afraid of what is coming, and I have turned 212 upside down in a small pit. Hurry to get out of the car, open the lid of the machine, take a small flashlight photo, fortunately, the structure of this car is simple, at a glance, you can see that the battery line is loose. But there wasn't even a wrench on the car, and I couldn't find a wire to tie it to. Big Ben said, I want to find a way. I was thinking about the front of the car, there was a light behind me, and when I turned around, a car drove over. I was overjoyed and rushed forward to stop me. Two men in the car, rolled down the window and asked what? I was explaining that the co-driver looked frightened, slapped the driver hard, walked fast, walked fast, and the voice changed. The driver looked behind me, snorted, and ran away on the gas pedal. I looked back in wonder, and in the hazy moonlight, a wreath made a wreath of porphyrins wafting toward me, and although I was a big man, I was almost scared to pee, and I fell to my knees. The wreath stopped in front of me, and I was about to kowtow and beg for forgiveness. Dabin's face appeared at the edge of the wreath: Brother, I am untying the wire, see a car coming, running back to see, how did the car go? I glanced at Dabin, and if it weren't for the weakness of his frightened legs, I would have kicked him to death.
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