Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

She sat on the seat closest to the driver with her hands quietly on her knees. Her thin short hair looked very bright. Her broken hair hung from her forehead, but her face was pale and her lips were not bloody.

She did not squint, but her body trembled slightly.

But she dared not look up.

Thirteen Li station.

The car stopped slowly.

There were three young people on the side of the road, waiting for the driver to open the door.

The door opened slowly, but no one got off

The driver closed the door, started the car and drove again.

"I'll go. I forgot my change." a young man turned over his wallet while chewing gum. There was a thick pile of 100 yuan bills. "Is it all right if you don't give the money? Look, uncle driver doesn't look at us."

"No, master said, give money anyway, one yuan per person, and I'll change change!" one of the young people looked solemn and whispered to his companions word by word, "it is said that you must give money when you get on this bus!"

The young man glanced into the carriage and found that half of the passengers closed their eyes and the other half didn't look at them at all.

However, a girl in a nearby seat glanced at them, but soon looked away. Her hands were tightly clenched together and her head was lower.

The young man took a hundred yuan note from his wallet, bent over and handed it to Xia Qingluo. He was very forthright but said in a low voice, "here's 100 yuan. Just change it for three yuan. Don't change the change."

The car is still running smoothly.

"Who opened the window?" suddenly a middle-aged man said unhappily. He looked around. The windows were closed. He shrunk his shoulders, sat back in his seat and muttered, "why is it so cold?"

Xia Qingluo lowered her head and didn't speak, but her shoulders trembled.

"This girl is really good. People are dead and timid. Is she a legendary coward?" the young man whispered in his ear with his companions, "do you want to threaten her?"

The companion gave the young man a white look. "Master said that tonight is very important. Don't mess around!"

The young man put down his raised fist and said to Xia Qingluo, "I know you're dead, but don't worry, my master is powerful. Even the fierce ghost can be accepted by him. I beg him to cover you in the future. No one..." the young man immediately changed his mouth, "no ghost dares to bully you!"

Xia Qingluo raised her head, hesitantly glanced at several young people, then lowered her head, quickly took out three one yuan change from her bag, handed it to the young man, then pushed away the one hundred yuan and gently shook her head

He lowered his head again, covered his face, and his stiff body did not move.

The young man took back the 100 yuan bill without interest, said "thank you" casually, and then put the three yuan change into the coin box, making a crisp crash in the quiet carriage.

The driver glanced aside, frowned suspiciously, and muttered something in his mouth.

"Qiangzi, you said that Shifu is really powerful. Leng gave us this opportunity." the young man who hasn't spoken spoke all the time, his voice is warm and pleasant, "I don't know how to thank him!"

"Shifu is not short of money or women." the man called Qiangzi took away the earplugs in his ears and chewed gum while saying, "Xiaogang, we will reform ourselves, be a new man, and then study hard, which is the best reward for him!"