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The sudden brake of the car startled her to a standstill.

The piercing whistle pierced the eardrum.

Song Manxi slightly turned his head and opened his whole eyes. He looked at the black Audi closer and closer to him. His feet seemed bound by shot put and couldn't move.

The car seemed to have no warning and suddenly appeared in front of him.

The sound of the wheels across the driveway startled the passers-by around to stop and watch. Some people grew up their mouths. At dangerous times, all the air seemed to stop.

The driver sat in the back seat and looked at the posture of Junxiao driving his car straight ahead. He was stunned and kept shouting: "young master, be careful, there is someone ahead."

But his cry disappeared into the sound of the car's emergency braking.

The front bumper of Audi stopped steadily at a distance of 30 cm from Song Manxi.

At that second, everyone's performance was different.

After the car stopped, song Manxi, who stood still, fell and sat on the ground. Her hands supported the ground back, and her bag fell to one side. She gasped slightly. There was fatigue after panic and danger in her beautiful eyes.

Jun Xiao's tight scalp in the car was loosened after the car stopped completely. Only the driver closest to him could find that his breathing was unusually short, as if he had just swam a kilometer of freestyle.

Sweat soaked his clothes, and the whole man didn't move.

Jun Xiao's straight back relaxed after making sure that there was nothing in front of him. The hands holding the steering wheel were shaking badly at the moment.

In the assistant's sight, until Jun Xiao got out of the car, his cold mood had not been relieved.

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"You don't want to die, do you? Don't you see that it's a red light? Don't you know that the red light stops? Is it common sense?"

As soon as Junxiao got off the bus, he began to scold the people sitting on the ground, but at this moment, as long as song Manxi slightly raised his head and looked, he would find his calm and traceless eyes, and the mood at the moment appeared on the surface.

However, perhaps he was too shocked and frightened. Song Manxi just sat blankly, his eyes shining, still following the car in front, as if there was nothing.

I didn't hear what Junxiao was saying.

The surrounding noisy environment also seems to be trapped in silence.

"Did you hear me talking to you? Mute?"

Jun Xiao was a little afraid when he saw her dull look. He couldn't tell what it was like. Hundreds of claws scratched his heart, but he couldn't send it. It was like the fear after he arrived when she knew Zhou danruo was in his company in T city.

A few seconds later, he saw that she still had the same expression and thought that she might be hurt.

After a burst of heartache in my heart, I couldn't help slowing down my tone. I gently dragged her arm and wanted to pull her up from the ground: "how, is there any injury?"

He examined her whole body up and down. He didn't even let go of such details as the palm of his hand. He was just afraid that he would really hurt her.

Just after Jun Xiao saw the little blood in her palm and ignited inexplicable regret and heartache, one hand was tightly squeezed on his arm. The hand was still trembling.

Looking at her lost face made Jun Xiao feel guilty.

The warm touch came from his arm and shocked his heart. Jun Xiao blinked, fell into his meditation, and looked up at her pale face.

Just listen to the familiar voice, with a shiver: "Junxiao, I, I... Have seen that car."