wild ambition

Chapter 17 The person buried in the snow gave up his life
Goose-feather-like snowflakes floated in the air disorderly, Shi Yun was holding an umbrella that Shi Wei handed over, and in the other hand was holding the flashlight that Zhou Yisui had helped her illuminate the whole way.

Because the snow on the road was so thick that the car couldn't move, a group of people walked for nearly an hour to reach the destination.

The sound of trampling footsteps was a bit heavy, a beam of light swept across the unobstructed snow, and after that was a bend.

She, Shi Wei and a few townspeople rushed to the bend, but because the snow was too thick and her sight was blocked by the snow, she was left behind.

When I finally got there, the hand holding the umbrella handle was already a little numb from the cold.

She looked down, and saw a white truck overturned on the endless snow field, blending into this snowy night.

"Zhang Feng?"

"Zhang Feng?"

"Zhou Yisui?"

Several people shouted their names vigorously, but got no response.

The slope is very steep. Shi Yun remembered this place. When the bus passed by, she was still thinking that this place was like a basin mixed with a plateau. When passing here, it was like playing a roller coaster in an amusement park.

A group of people slid down carefully, Shi Wei dialed the number that had been automatically hung up just now, and his voice became louder and louder as he approached the car.

Several people hurried over, "Zhang Feng? Zhang Feng?"

The person sitting on the bottom of the driver's seat seemed to be unconscious. They tried to climb up and open the door of the co-pilot, but found that the door lock was broken during the rollover and fell, and a piece of glass was shattered and scratched. people inside.

Shi Wei was a little anxious: "When will the ambulance and the fire engine come, the person has lost a lot of blood."

Shi Yun held the umbrella handle tightly, his voice trembling, and asked, "Is Zhou Yisui in there too?"

"No!" She heard several men's voices mixed in, this 'no' was extremely clear and profound.

Shi Yun raised his heart and took a flashlight to take pictures around the car, but he didn't see the shadow of the other person.

A few people over there reasonably rescued the driver, the sound of an ambulance was also heard in the distance, people around were shouting Zhang Feng's name, and two people were looking for Zhou Yisui around the car.

The voices of several people were a little messy, and suddenly a high-pitched voice sounded, "Zhang Feng has woken up!"

When Shi Yun heard the sound and ran over in a hurry, he tripped over the snow, the umbrella in his hand was tilted to one side, and a large piece of snow fell on Shi Yun's head.

She didn't pay attention, and hurried to the driver. The person lying down was a little weak. If it wasn't for the trembling eyelashes that meant that he was awake, no one would believe it.

Zhang Feng's body was even redder, broken glass, and sharp objects from the car stuck in his legs.

He was sweating profusely, Shi Yun's face was pale, she wondered if Zhou Yisui was the same as him, if he stayed in the snow for a few hours like that, how bad the situation would be.

"Zhang Feng, where's Zhou Yisui? Have you seen Zhou Yisui? He's not with you?" Shi Wei asked quickly with his broad shoulders covering most of Shi Yun's face.

"He—" just said a word, Zhang Feng immediately took a cold breath, the pain in his thigh was unbearable, and his face was a little grim.

"Let's go, let's go!" The ambulance stopped aside, and the people in the car rushed down to carry the stretcher.

The leader hurriedly checked his wounds, and simply handled it and carried him onto the stretcher.

"Where's Zhou Yisui?" Seeing that they were going to leave, Shi Yun hurriedly shouted, and followed their footsteps to the ambulance.

Shi Wei quickly pulled her back, "It must be here. He passed out from the pain and couldn't say anything. Let's look for it again."

"Is it under the car?" Shi Yun murmured in a daze, and quickly ran to the front of the car, knelt on the ground and looked down, his clothes were soaked in snow and he couldn't see anyone.

When the car fell down, it broke a thick tree. At this time, the integrity of the cart was less than 50.00%.

She stood in front of the car, trying to calm herself down, estimated the trajectory of the big car falling, and then thought of the place where Zhou Yisui might fall when she was thrown from the co-pilot, and ran over quickly.

Shi Wei was worried that a little girl like her would also follow her. When the fire truck arrived, dozens of people dispersed.

The snowy night should have been peaceful, but this accident broke the tranquility.

The wind blew past, and large flakes of snow fell on a pair of frozen red eyelids.

The person whose body was half buried in the snow gradually became conscious, felt the coolness in his eyes, and trembled subconsciously.

Zhou Yisui's memory gradually came back——

It snowed heavily for several days, and the ground under the snow was already covered with thin ice.

When the big car was going downhill, the steering wheel lost control. The car rolled uncontrollably and hit a big tree. Zhang Feng, who was in the driver's seat, was almost thrown out. Zhou Yisui quickly grabbed him, and the other hand grabbed the window. The glass was inserted into his palm, he frowned, and Zhang Feng hugged the steering wheel with his strength.

Suddenly the snow caved in, the tree was broken, and the car rolled over again. He was thrown out of the window and half buried in the snow.

The heavy snow drifted for several hours, and the snow on his body was piled up several centimeters thick.

Zhou Yisui wanted to move his hands and feet, but found that he didn't feel anything. In this snowy night, he was lying on the icy snow, his body was frozen stiff.

He could still see the shallow heat when he exhaled weakly. He was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, he could only hear the sound of wind and snow, his body could not be manipulated, only his consciousness, this feeling was similar to a vegetable, Zhou Yisui thought.

He tried hard to raise his hands or move his feet, but only in his consciousness, his brain had lost control of his torso.

As time went by, a series of voices seemed to come to his ears——

"Zhou Yisui, did you raise you so big just to let you kill your own parents?"

"I can't pick him up now, and I also have difficulties! You wanted him back then, saying he was a descendant of your Zhou family! Why, now that you don't want him, you think of me again? Zhou Yunqing, how can there be such a good thing in this world? "

"Are you going to kill me, Zhou Yisui? I've raised you for so many years, are you going to kill your own brother?"

"It's not your money, it's my parents' money. Really, I eat and drink at my house, and even want to steal my money. Do you believe that I let my father beat you?"

"Zhou Yisui, what do you think you are? Don't you rely on me to go to school? Why, spend my money and say a few words for me? Don't toast or eat fine wine!"

The seven or eight-year-old child hugged a woman's leg with tears on his face, and cried out in a crying voice, "Mom, don't go."

"Yi Pei, good boy, there's no room for mom here, you listen to dad, okay? I'll pick you up when mom is able."

"I don't want it!" The boy cried with red eyes, "Mom, I'll go with you, I'll go with you."

The woman squatted beside the child, rubbed his head, and said with a smile, "Okay, can you wait for mom here for a while?"

"Okay." The boy let go of the woman obediently, watching this and that figure disappear into the heavy snow.

He waited and waited until the tip of his nose turned red, his body became numb, and he lost consciousness. He didn't even wait for the person he was looking forward to.

Slowly, the people buried in the snow stopped struggling and gave up their vitality.

Just as his consciousness gradually lost, a burst of dense footsteps came
(End of this chapter)