Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 312

He is an atheist, and he doesn't believe in premonitions or telepathy, but since that phone call, his heart has flustered as if it was about to float away from his chest. This feeling is very strange, and he has never had it before. It's never been this strong.

The car started driving again quickly, and the destination seemed not far away, but the feeling became more and more obvious, almost all fingers were involved, and it was impossible to accurately grasp the steering wheel.

The car was driving crookedly on the road, dangerous and dangerous, the whistle kept ringing and disappearing in his ears, his heart was extremely chaotic, eager to be quiet, his throat was thirsty, and he took off his tie, but it still didn't help.

He drove the car to the side of the road, and when other cars passed by, someone would poke his head out and yell indecently, but his reaction was a little numb or even slow, he just looked at the man's lips that kept moving, But there is no rebuttal.

He also tried to concentrate on one point and restarted the car, but in the next second, he stopped again without being able to do anything.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, the morning traffic rush has arrived, and there are obviously more cars running on the road. The vehicles are crowded on this road, like a thick soup stirred in a pot. The cursing sound mixed with the sound of the car horn was like a fist, constantly hitting his nerves, he felt that he was about to reach the zero point, and if there was something else, he would collapse.

His car was parked near the green belt, where parking was clearly prohibited. Sure enough, the traffic police soon followed his car.

"Sir, no parking is allowed here."

He heard the sound, but his reaction was still slow.

"Sir, do you have any questions? Can you drive the car yourself?"

The traffic police probably noticed his face. In such a cold morning, his forehead was covered with fine sweat in the car, his neckline was wide open, and his clothes were ripped into a mess by himself.

He answered in a daze: "Of course."

Turning his head, his movements were a little stiff, but he really started the car, but after only driving a short distance, he stopped again.

"Sir, I think your current state is not suitable for driving, do you need our help?"

"No, there's no need." He took a deep breath, calmed down his confused mood, and showed a smile that he thought was perfect, before he tried his best to drive the car on the right way.

The congestion on the road was even worse than imagined. In a few minutes, the car only advanced tens of meters. Looking up, it seemed that the front was crowded with cars, and everyone was anxiously waiting to pass smoothly. .

The mood he had just calmed down began to change again, he had no choice but to push open the car door and walk out of the car, stood for a while, and walked to the window of the neighboring car: "Is there any smoke?"

It was a young man who readily gave him the pod, he caught it, said thank you, turned back to the car, lit the cigarette and took a deep puff.

The traffic jam never seemed to ease. He had finished smoking a cigarette, but he still saw someone in front of him directing the vehicles to pass one by one.

"Did something happen in front?"

The young man also poked his head out to look.

He didn't want to talk, and all his thoughts were on Eladrin at this moment.

"Do you want another one?"

The young man also pushed open the door and came out, took out a cigarette and handed it to him. He shook his head, looked up and looked forward, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

"Has this section of the road always been like this?" he asked, seemingly carelessly.

"Not really, today's situation is a bit serious, maybe, something happened ahead." The young man seemed to be very familiar with this area: "When I got on the bridge, and when I got off the bridge, the slope was a bit steep, and I often didn't understand it. People in this area lose their defenses and accidents are common."

"En." His answer was a bit perfunctory, he was not interested in this.

"However, it's the first time that it's as powerful as today! Look, you're almost at the exit of the bridge. Could it be a serial car accident?"

He didn't answer, because his chest suddenly shrank tightly. It was not the hottest time at noon, and he would sweat profusely for a moment, as if a fire had entered his chest, Burning his internal organs, and consuming all the itching, he held his neck and breathed hard, but his head was so dizzy that he almost fell several times, he had no choice but to help the man on the side, he was a little unconscious No, only the painful feeling is tormenting him every second...

"Are you all right? Sir? Sir?"

"Water...water..." He spat out these two words with difficulty. Fortunately, the man heard it clearly, so he took out the water bottle in his car and handed it over.

He opened his mouth greedily and drank a few big gulps, only to feel that the sultry heat in his chest subsided somewhat, but he still couldn't exert his strength, his eyelids were heavy, and he was very sleepy, his consciousness seemed to be floating in mid-air, every second The clock may fly away...

Out of thin air, a kind of deep-rooted fear suddenly seized him deeply, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked straight ahead after crossing the heavy traffic.

There, I don't know if it's because of the wind direction, but some gray smoke can be vaguely seen slowly swimming in. They are floating in the sky above the city. They are not very obvious. What was behind them was thicker smoke and dust, clusters, pieces, gathered together, sticking together to form huge gray clouds, slowly covering their sky...

As if struck by a thunderbolt, his mind was buzzing, his eyes seemed to be attracted by the cloud of smoke, and he couldn't move away.

The young man shouted next to his ear: "Oh my God, it's the hotel that caught fire..."

In the next second, he had already rushed a long way away, not caring about the car, not caring about his image, not even caring about his own safety!
Running in the cracks of the car, he was like a red-eyed leopard, extremely angry and frightened!

(End of this chapter)