"Tell me what's happening first, then I'll move aside," Wang Dadong said.
"Are you moving or not? If not, do you want me to run you over?" Chi Min suddenly stepped on the accelerator, causing the taxi to roar.
"Then go ahead and run me over." Wang Dadong crossed his arms and looked at Chi Min indifferently, showing no intention of moving.
The two stared at each other for over a minute before Chi Min suddenly released the accelerator and leaned over the steering wheel, crying.
Wang Dadong opened the passenger door and sat inside, gently patting Chi Min's shoulder and asking, "Tell me what's wrong, I can help you."
"Help me? Why would you want to help me?" Chi Min raised her tearful eyes to ask.
"Because we're friends," Wang Dadong replied.
"Friends?" Hearing Wang Dadong's answer, Chi Min's tear-streaked face showed a mocking expression. She once considered friends very precious, but in the past month or two, she truly understood the meaning of the word "friend."
