C52 (2/2)

”Aiya!” I couldn't help but exclaim.

”What happened?” the man asked, turning to me as we drove.

”Do you want to hear the truth?”

”Of course!”

”But I don't dare to say it!”

”What do you dare not say!”

”I said I was afraid you would hit me!”

”No problem, just say it!”

After a moment of silence, I said, ”You're going to die!”

”What?!” The man slammed his foot on the brake. Without their seat belts, under the effect of the inertia, the two of them charged forward and almost crashed into the glass wall in front of them.

”Who did you say is dying?” The man stared at me and drank, obviously annoyed.

I stopped talking. He just stared straight ahead. Now the van was on a side road, close to the intersection, and in front of it was a road. There were a lot of big trucks on the road. One after another, they whizzed past. The ground trembled from the impact.

”Pah!” I got a slap in the mouth. He scolded, ”Why do you have such a dirty mouth! ”I'm driving, and you said I'm going to die. You're cursing me for having a car accident!” Unsatisfied, he slapped my mouth again.

This was the last time he would hit someone. He let go of the brake, hung up, and walked forward. His head tilted, and he died. The van didn't stop, it kept running forward. I was afraid the car would turn into a ditch on the side of the road, so I held on to the steering wheel and turned back and forth for a while before I walked straight.

If I knew about cars at that time, I knew that if the hand-held cars didn't step on the gas pedal after they were put into gear, the gears would nibble at each other and choke the cars to death at a very low speed. All I had to do was pull the dead man's leg out or move it so that his foot was removed from the throttle, and the car would naturally go off on its own when the throttle was no longer being stepped on.

But I didn't understand it then! The dead man kept his foot on the accelerator. I didn't know to turn the key back. He was too busy fiddling with the steering wheel. Seeing the car go straight, I was secretly pleased that I had learned to drive by myself. The car came closer and closer to the intersection, coming to a potholed stretch of road. The car lurched up and down, kicking the dead man's feet against the gas pedal, driving the car forward again and again, frightening me.

I tried to open the door and jump out, but I couldn't. He looked at the door and saw a black lump beside the glass above. He pulled it up and down and pressed it again, thinking that the door would open and (though the last push had locked it) push it hard, but the door wouldn't budge.

In desperation, I looked down and saw a hole in the door. There was a plastic pin in the hole, so I grabbed it and twisted it. The door still wouldn't open. It turned out later that if I hadn't pressed the black lump on the side of the glass, I would have opened the door with a plastic pin.)

Since I couldn't open the door, I had to steer the car and follow it onto the road. He turned east in the direction of his grandma's house.

The trucks on the road came one after another, and the lights on the other side made it almost impossible to see. At the time, I didn't understand that the right and left lanes had to be chosen according to the direction of the car. At any rate, if he saw an open space on the road, he would turn around. The car lurched. This caused many cars to continuously flash lights and whistle on the road. Some of the drivers slowed down or stopped to yell at me.

Finally, there was a loud bang. My body jolted so hard that my head almost fell off my neck, and glass fell like rain. The van was knocked off its feet by a large truck speeding along the opposite side. After circling a few rounds in the air, the four wheels heavily crashed down from the sky. Another heavy truck arrived and directly rolled over the van.

Before I could even react to it with my spiritual sense, my body was once again crushed. I saw the body below my head turn into a meat patty as it sank. Those who had their eyes and mouth wide opened did not even have the time to cry out before they felt a ”Peng” sound. Their heads were crushed again. Their vision turned black and their consciousness disappeared.