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May 24, 2019, Beiguangzhou, Great Flame Republic, Yizhou Province, Xianghe City...
The sky is a bit gloomy, and the air is flying The icy rain is the evening rush hour of the city, and the roads of the city have also become a little crowded. The rail buses and private cars are mixed together, crowding hard on the not-wide city roads.
In the rain and mist, the exhaust of the car is like a smoke ring of addicts, exhausting from the exhaust pipes, polluting the air in the city.
Everyone has become accustomed to such pollution.
The electric car saw a needle in the traffic, and there was a traffic accident at a red light intersection in the distance. The two cars smashed together while turning. The owner stopped, got out of the car, and was raging on the road. Take pictures.
The car behind couldn't move all of a sudden, it was honking its horn frantically.
The sound of horns started from scratch, and they began to come and go, becoming more and more intense, just like a dog barking at night, as long as there is a sound, it will soon be heard, and the traffic on the street will be chaotic.
Xia Pingan was sleeping on the 11th rail bus while the water droplets formed by the rain slipped past the window.
I'm really tired!
In the past few days, there was a lot of work in the repair shop. Xia Pingan also added night shifts for several days in a row, working more than 18 hours a day. In the past few days, I ate in the workshop and slept. In the factory, I finished the work at the workstation with great difficulty today, and finally can go home to rest. With a day off, he can spend a good weekend.
Xia Pingan is 21 years old this year, but has been working as a car repairer in a garage for five years.
Because of having been engaged in vehicle maintenance for a long time, Xia Pingan, who is young, does not take a bath for a long time, and she will have the faint smell of engine oil on her body as if there is no old repairman, and she will not see much sun all year round. His face is also a little pale.
Compared to other youngsters of the same age, Xia Pingan also looks a little bit rough. At this moment, he is wearing a half-new and not old sportswear. When he is asleep by the car window, a few strands Black hair stuck to his forehead sleepily, pressing his pair of thick black eyebrows.
The sound of one after another outside car horns can be heard in Xia Pingan’s ears, vaguely, like a horn coming from a distance, until the driver on the No. 11 rail bus is a little impatient I also pressed the horn twice, and the sound of the horn close to my ear suddenly awakened Xia Pingan from a small sleep.
Xia Pingan looked at the street outside and found that the car had only passed five stops and was still in the city at the moment, still some distance away from home.
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