Now that the problem is solved, I'm still quite nervous when I get back in the car.
She rode her bike out of the school and headed towards the market, slowing down considerably from when she came, mainly because she was afraid of bumping into someone.
Strangely, the slower the bike went, the less control it became.
Inexperienced girls obviously don't know that electric bikes actually rely on inertia. When riding fast, the greater resistance actually makes them easier to steer.
However, when you slow down, the resistance is less, the handlebars become relatively lighter, and the front of the bike is more likely to wobble.
Even though it was only a ten-minute ride, she was incredibly anxious about it.
However, she did not regret it. The girl on the electric bike had a determined expression and kept telling herself that it must be because she was not familiar with the bike and that it would get much better in the future!
With trepidation, the girl on the electric scooter finally rode to the market, bought some water spinach, eggplant, and minced meat, and then prepared to return the way she came.
It's almost five o'clock now, which is peak time, especially at the farmers' market, where there are so many people.
In just ten minutes, it was obvious that many more people had entered. It's no exaggeration to say that the once bustling market was now packed with people.
There's nothing we can do about it. After all, there's only one vegetable market around, and a primary school, a university, and a small park nearby. With such a living environment, it's no surprise that there will be a lot of people.
The girl pushed the cart, comforting herself that everything would be alright once she got out, and carefully walked towards the outside.
I originally thought things would get better once we left the market, but to my surprise, there were fewer people outside the market, but the number of electric vehicles and cars increased significantly.
Especially on the sidewalk.
Electric bikes, private cars, and a few pedestrians were mixed in; it was quite chaotic.
The girl nervously swallowed, then lifted her leg and sat on the electric scooter, carefully pressing the accelerator with her right hand.
I silently prayed that I would get home safely!
Perhaps what you fear most is what happens.
I hadn't ridden far when I heard a horn blaring from the opposite direction.
The driver was a middle-aged woman who had just finished get off work and was thinking of quickly buying groceries to cook for her child when she saw the girl blocking her way and couldn't help but honk her horn.
The girl wasn't very good at riding a bike, and the horn made her even more nervous, so she instinctively tried to move aside.
As a result, the electric scooter, which hadn't yet regained its balance, tipped heavily to the side.
With a gasp, Yan Xici's mind went blank for a moment, and she closed her eyes tightly in fear.
By the time she realized what was happening, her fair, slender legs were already trapped under the car, and she felt a sharp pain in her knees.
Almost instantly, a fine layer of sweat appeared on the girl's full forehead.
Even though she couldn't see it, she knew clearly that the pain came from her leg scraping against the asphalt and getting a cut.
The driver was completely stunned by what he saw. She hadn't touched her, so how did she fall down on her own?
If it weren't for her young age, pretty appearance, and well-behaved girlish look, she would have really thought she was a con artist trying to scam someone!
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