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The old bus moved forward slowly and hard in the endless darkness, as if it would never reach the destination.

The car body shook and creaked.

Shi Lei leaned his head against the window, swaying with the shaking of the car, and seemed to be asleep.

The little boy sitting on the other side lowered his head again, as quiet as if he didn't exist.

It was so lifeless that there seemed to be no passengers in the car at all.

About ten minutes later, the fourth stop arrived.

The rusty stop sign swayed in the wind, and under the streetlight, there were two figures.

One was a fat woman with a bloated body, all wet.

The other figure is a slender young girl, wearing an ultra-short pleated skirt, her slender legs are exposed, but her long black hair covers her entire face.

The bus pulled over, the door slowly opened, and the lights came on.

The little boy stood up immediately, opened the window and looked at his mother silently.

The fat woman did not get in the car this time. She also looked at her child silently, her white eyes filled with unspeakable pain and helplessness.

Slim young girl getting in the car.

"Where?" The conductor picked up the iron box and blocked it at the entrance of the corridor.

"Stop eight." The girl's voice was thick, as if her throat was uncomfortable, and the banknote she handed to the conductor seemed to have red blood stains on it.

"Four yuan." The conductor took the money nonchalantly, handed the ticket to the girl, and returned to his seat.

The girl held the ticket, put her hands in her pockets, lowered her head and limped into the carriage. Her black hair covered her face, and her face could not be seen.

After scanning the car, she chose the seat behind me.

The strong smell of blood came.

I felt a chill on my back, as if sitting behind me was a frozen blood clot.

When a new passenger got on the bus, Shi Lei just raised his head and glanced at it, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Four minutes passed by and the bus was on the road again.

Watching his mother disappear into the darkness, the little boy lowered his head and sat down, shrinking his small body and hiding himself in the darkness.

The car was swaying, and time became meaningless because of the boundless darkness.

"Hello?" The young girl's weak voice broke the silence.

I was stunned for a moment, thinking she was calling me, but when I looked back, I saw she had her cell phone to her ear and was talking on the phone.

"It's me." There was surprise in her trembling voice, and she seemed to have a lot to say, but before she could finish her words, the other party hung up the phone.

"I miss you."

After a long time, the words stuck in her throat came out with a cry, and the girl sobbed softly.

After a while the call was made again.

“Why did you hang up on me, you?”

The depressed and angry questions received no answer. The other party hung up the phone without saying anything.

"Scumbag!" The girl cursed fiercely, and suddenly fell down on the back of my chair, breathing heavily.

The cold mixed with the smell of blood came, and I quickly straightened my back and leaned forward.

"Scumbag! Scumbag!"

The girl cursed harshly, as if remembering something, she straightened up and rummaged through her backpack.

Then, the sound of a utility knife being opened came from behind me.

I was startled and turned around to look.

The sharp blade shone coldly in the darkness, and the blade was aimed at the girl's slender, pale wrist. There were many old and new scars on her wrist.

As soon as the knife was cut, blood came out immediately, and the smell of blood became stronger.

"Hello"

I just wanted to stop it, but then I remembered Shi Lei's advice and turned around.

Blood dripped onto the floor, but the girl smiled happily.

She picked up her phone and took a few photos of her bleeding wrist, then sent them with satisfaction.

After waiting for a while, her phone didn't ring, so she dialed it angrily.

"Why are you still calling?" An angry roar came from the phone, so loud that I could hear it clearly even sitting in front of me.

"I just miss you." The girl defended weakly, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Can you please let me go? You're driving me crazy!"

"We agreed to leave together, but you left me alone."

"Dududu——"

The call was hung up again.

This time the girl was stunned for a long time.

The sound of blood dripping on the ground was heard. The smell of blood was so strong that it was suffocating. The girl was smiling pervertedly.

"Young people today," Shi Lei just muttered and fell asleep again.

"Hey, what are you making a fuss about? There will be other passengers getting on the bus soon!" The conductor shouted dissatisfied and opened the window for ventilation.

The cold wind blew in, and the smell of blood and dampness was much smaller.

"What do you know? He doesn't want me anymore, and my whole world has collapsed! Everything is meaningless." The girl said sadly.

"I don't care about your mess! If you don't want to sit, get out and don't disturb other passengers!" The conductor was extremely mean and slammed the window shut.

After being yelled at by her, the girl dared not speak out. She became much quieter. She no longer cut herself with a knife and laughed strangely. She just kept dialing the phone.

She leaned her head on the back of my chair and listened to the busy signal on her phone over and over again.

"Why did he do this to me?"

"What did i do wrong?"

"What's not good about me, I can change it"

The girl whispered repeatedly.

After a while, she suddenly stood up and sat next to me holding her backpack.

"Hey, uncle, do you think I look good?" She raised her head and her black hair fell to both sides, but it was too dark in the car and I couldn't see her face clearly.

"Well, it should be pretty good-looking." The strong chill and smell of blood penetrated my nostrils, and I instinctively leaned back to keep my distance from her.

"Then what do you think is wrong with me?" The girl still put her face close to her.

"I am not sure."

"Then why doesn't he want me?"

"I'm not him, how would I know?" I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but trouble came to me anyway, and I frowned: "You'd better ask him."

"He didn't answer my call. He was so cruel. Why did he treat me like this?" The girl lowered her head, feeling very sad. The next second, she looked at me excitedly as if she had thought of something.

"How about you be my boyfriend, okay?"

"No!" I flatly refused and stood up to change seats.

"Uncle, you misunderstood." The girl grabbed my clothes, "I just want you to pretend, take a photo with me, and send it to my boyfriend to make him angry."

"Please help me, okay?" She shook my clothes coquettishly. It was supposed to be a very cute scene, but when paired with the girl's hurt and rough voice, it was quite inconsistent.

Goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"He's done this to you, and you still think about him? Save it, girl." I carefully pulled back my clothes, walked out sideways, and sat in the last row.

The girl turned back and stared at me. Although I couldn't see her expression, I could detect the deep hatred in her eyes.

As if I was the scumbag who abandoned her.