My bus was rear-ended.

Just now, I got on the last bus home from the gym. Before the next stop, the bus came to a sudden stop, an angle!

I tripped in the last row and almost hit the back of the chair in the front row.

The drivers of this bus are reckless drivers, so whenever I have a seat and no old people need to give it up, I will definitely sit down no matter how crowded it is. After all, it is not easy to live.

Today, a big brother got on the bus in front of me and slowly swayed from the front of the car to the rear of the car, without meaning to sit down. Seeing that the car is about to switch from the slow start state to the AE86 terminal, I really can't help but say "sorry" ... only the last row has seats, and I have to live whether he sits or not!

No, as soon as I sat down, the speed exceeded the Audi A6…… next to me ... Wow! Before I had time to be glad that I was seated right away, I suddenly stopped at the position of 30 degrees to the right!

Yes! My brother is sitting on the ground ... Fortunately, my brother looks mid-thirties, and he is in his prime, otherwise he really feels guilty.

When the rear-end collision happened suddenly, the students who were immersed in wonderful or intense singing with headphones in the car couldn't help but start the position probe to see the situation outside the car.

At this time, someone on the bus said, "Hurry up, change trains, and we will have a chance to catch the last bus quickly ..." Just as the fallen eldest brother stood up, he followed several people who had walked from the rear to the front of the car. At this time, it was gone, and the pace was a little flustered.

The driver's master wanted to get off the bus to know the situation, but he was afraid of causing everyone's panic. He said something specially before opening the front door and getting off. I'm really overworked at the gym. I can't move, so I'm determined to wait until I see the situation clearly-it's a big deal to take the subway.

At this time, the men, women and children in the car were a little fidgety.

"It's a car," said the little brother who leaned against the window glass on the accident side. The old man in front also looked at it carefully. "Nothing, I almost met it!" " As he spoke, he drew the length of the pen cap with the thumb and forefinger of his right hand. At this time, I am basically relieved, almost, and it will not affect my going home.

But the car is full of fun.

People who don't know each other and close themselves began to exchange ideas: "What a coincidence!" "Emma, don't watch the road while driving! Scared to death! " "Tell me what the young man is in a hurry. The road is so narrow that there is really no need to compete with a bus." ...

The driver's master returned to the car, and the situation was consistent with that described by the old man. The driver didn't say anything, and quietly started the last bus, driving on this route that he has been driving for countless times.

After a while, I arrived at the station.

I silently thanked the small sprint of 30 degrees to the right.

It's good to be alive.