It turns out she was lucky, for even as she finished typing the message, Lin Xiaolu had not noticed the commotion behind her.
But she was also unlucky, because just as she was a few characters away from sending the message, a bicycle ran a red light at the intersection in front of the cab and zoomed past at breakneck speed.
Screech——
The driver was quick to react, using both hands and feet to slam on the brakes, managing to pull the handbrake just in time to stop inches before hitting the cyclist, narrowly avoiding a traffic accident.
Having completed the maneuver, the driver, still shaken, was overcome with a surge of nameless anger. He rolled down the window and shouted at the cyclist, "What kind of cycling is that, trying to get yourself killed?"
However, the cyclist who had nearly been hit seemed completely oblivious to his brush with death; he just veered off course slightly, glanced back at the driver, then pedaled away without looking back, not even uttering an apology.
