022 Trapped
The lights were turned off, and Chen Xu was lying in the quilt, tossing and turning for more than an hour, but he couldn't sleep.
His sleep quality has always been good and he rarely suffers from insomnia. Today is a special situation.
I just saw the scene in the bathroom through the glass, which was lingering in his mind. There seemed to be a white back swaying in front of him. There seemed to be a ball of fire burning inside his body, and the heat was unbearable.
He had just turned over and heard a slight movement from the other side of the bed.
She wasn't asleep yet.
Am I asking for trouble?
Suddenly, such a thought came to his mind, and he couldn't help but sigh. This was like killing a thousand enemies and destroying himself. Hurting each other. Moving to this room certainly made her feel uncomfortable. As a result, it was not easy for her to live.
To be honest, he almost couldn't help but try to jump into the bed several times just now.
But he didn't dare. With her personality, he might hide a knife under the pillow and be stabbed to death. If she lifted her hand and cut her apart, she would give him a single knife...
Just thinking about it, he felt a chill down there.
Even if this is a dream, not real, it will leave a shadow for a lifetime in minutes.
How dare he do anything randomly?
"It's all the fault of that virtual dream device. It's fine if the scene is so real. Even the copied characters have to restore the real person 100%. It's so painful."
He thought a little depressedly.
How great it would be if it was really like in your own dream and could do whatever you want.
Unfortunately, that's not the case at all.
"In my dream, shouldn't it be like what I want?"
Thinking of this, he turned over again. In annoyed, he simply took out his phone from under the pillow, opened a novel saved on his phone, and forced himself to read it to divert attention.
The ones he kept on his mobile phone are the most classic and his favorite online novels. He has read each one several times.
Gradually, his mind was immersed in the story. As he watched, he became sleepy, his eyelids could not be lifted up, and he finally fell asleep.
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The next day, Chen Xu woke up an hour later than usual. After finishing his work, it was already breakfast time and had to pause his gun practice for one day.
During the meal, Luo Xiyun's face was cold, and she didn't say a word and didn't look at him.
Chen Xu felt it was necessary to explain, "Last night, I didn't mean it, I really pressed that switch by accident..."
With a bang, Luo Xiyun put the chopsticks hard on the table and started to clean up the dishes without saying a word.
Chen Xu immediately closed his mouth. He didn't want to listen to his explanation, so he didn't want to make fun of himself.
He originally planned to rest at home for one more day, but in this atmosphere, he didn't want to stay here and face him with a bad face. After dinner, he drove out in the car.
This trip was mainly about exploring the way.
He was already very familiar with the nearby roads, and it was not until two hours later that he finally drove to an unfamiliar area.
The heavy rain that lasted for more than twenty days flooded most of the city. Then the temperature dropped sharply, and the water turned into ice. It drove all the way, and it was all on the ice.
He drove very slowly because the ice surface was slippery and it was easy to cause accidents when it was opened too fast. He was not very confident in the anti-slip chains he made.
Every ten minutes he drove, he would stop, use red paint and leave a mark so that he would not find his way home.
There is no sight on the ice surface, and it is the same in all directions. Without a compass, you can't even recognize the direction.
He drove for two hours before he saw the buildings, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. Fortunately, it was not too far away, and if he moved faster, it would be enough to go back and forth in one day.
When it was approaching, he saw the buildings clearly and then secretly called out unlucky.
It turned out that the building in front of him was half flooded. Because the floors were very high, some of them were not flooded.
What he needs most now is gasoline. But it is impossible for gas stations to be built on high-rise buildings. This building is of no value to him.
His car drove until the nearest building before stopping. He took out his telescope and looked forward. He could see more and more buildings appearing on the ice.
"It's 1:30 now. You can get there in about three hours after returning to the villa."
It took him four hours to get here. In fact, on the way, he spent a lot of time just by leaving a mark. It would definitely not take so long to speak nonstop all the way.
He thought about it and decided to drive forward for another hour. It would not be too late to return to the villa before 8 o'clock in the evening.
After making a decision, he got into the car and drove forward.
The further he drove, the more buildings appeared. He was a little excited, which meant that the terrain in front was getting higher and higher. As long as he reached the flat ground, he would soon find a gas station.
Woo--
Not long after walking, a wind blew outside, rolling snow particles and hitting the windshield.
He couldn't help but slow down and drive more cautiously.
Tak, Tak, Tak...
The sound from the roof of the car made him scream in secret, it was hail. It was like this, it was going to snow heavily.
"Can't move forward any further."
He decisively turned the steering wheel, turned his head in place, and drove back.
After a while, he left the group of tall buildings and drove back along the road he came.
After driving for half an hour, he suddenly felt the car shake suddenly, and there was a hissing sound of airflow coming from somewhere, and the car turned off.
Oops!
He realized that the trouble was in big trouble.
The car slid forward for a distance and stopped.
At this time, Chen Xu smelled a strong burnt smell, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He twisted the key with his hand and muttered, "Don't let me down at this time."
He twisted it seven or eight times, but the engine still didn't respond.
"It's so miserable now."
He leaned on the back of the chair and rubbed his face hard with both hands.
Finally, the worst situation happened, the car broke down and he couldn't repair the car.
Moreover, the car was parked on the ice, with no village in front and no shop in the back. What was even more unlucky was that there was still hail outside.
"what to do?"
After a while, he calmed down a little, looked at the snow particles outside that were swept by the wind, and his brows frowned deeply.
After thinking about it, I had to wait for the hail to stop first. Now that I get off the car, I may be killed by the hail.
I just don’t know when this hailstorm will stop.
Chapter completed!