Chapter 209 Save a Life

Zhao Qingheng's luck was so good that he almost went to see the King of Hell.

His luck is so bad that strangers are not allowed to approach him. People who used to think he was handsome now probably only see Zhao Qingheng's sinister side.

Comparing him to shit?

Worse than shit, at least they have the unwavering love of a fly.

There is a traffic light intersection in front of the school.

Logically speaking, the Zhao family's driver should be on this side of the road waiting for his young master to get in the car, but today's driver was late or for some other reason, which resulted in Zhao Qingheng following Su Nanzhi and waiting here for the traffic light to cross the road.

At this moment, the red light countdown is ten seconds.

10, 9, 8, ..., 5

Between two people, Su Nanzhi felt the slowness of the red light and the restlessness of the crowd around him, and Zhao Qingheng took the first step.

At this moment, a black car on the left seemed to be rushing to pass the traffic light intersection in the last few seconds, stepped on the accelerator and accelerated.

The surrounding noise suddenly became extremely quiet. The hustle and bustle continued, but in Su Nanzhi's ears, it seemed to be muted.

4, 3, 2, ...

At the same time as "1", there seemed to be a cry of surprise from all around, and that cry seemed to be the beginning of a tragedy.

At the same time, Su Nanzhi stretched out her hand and pulled hard, and just as the car passed by, she threw Zhao Qingheng back with force.

Zhao Qingheng staggered and almost fell heavily to the ground, but because Su Nanzhi was pulling his collar from behind, he bumped into her.

At that moment, the pain of the bridge of the nose hitting the other person's shoulder blade and the fragrance smelled between the wings of the nostrils formed a sharp and profound contrast.

Zhao Qingheng's originally unfocused pupils gradually came back to focus, but he was caught off guard and lost consciousness again for a moment.

"Have you been lying down enough?" Su Nanzhi's cold voice sounded from above his head.

Young Master Zhao, who was almost a head taller than her, stood up belatedly. His brain suddenly short-circuited, and he didn't know what to say: "I..."

"Cross the street first."

The light has turned green and the cars on both sides have stopped. I wonder if the car owner who just stepped on the light in the last few seconds is also scared.

School roads have always been areas with a high incidence of traffic accidents.

If Su Nanzhi hadn't held Zhao Qingheng back just now, the headline on the front page tomorrow morning would be that a middle school student in Beijing ran a red light and got into a car accident.

Zhao Qingheng hadn't figured out the danger he had just experienced, but he was already feeling a surge of fear.

He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind. When he saw the red light counting down a few seconds, he couldn't help but take a step forward.

What was he thinking at that moment?

I can't remember.

It was clearly less than a minute ago, but he just couldn't remember it.

It was as if at that moment, he was deliberately seeking death.

Although he didn't want to admit it, it seemed that Su Nanzhi saved him.

He heard a scream in his ear, but the person who reached out and pulled him back was Su Nanzhi.

She was so thin that she didn't know if it took all her strength to pull him back.

"Just now..." When they reached the other side of the street, Zhao Qingheng bravely said to the person he had treated coldly not long ago, "Thank you."

Su Nanzhi: "...It's okay, I told you, you've been extremely unlucky lately."

Zhao Qingheng: "..."

Why don't you forget to curse him at this time?

Zhao Qingheng wanted to say something else, but when he looked up, he saw his driver waving at him.

(End of this chapter)