Yes, why not ask the armed police where the bus terminal is? They should know.

Shan Sihua had an idea and ran towards the security box opposite.

Before he could reach him, an armed policeman walked out of his post and asked seasonedly: "Are you lost?"

As if seeing a savior, Shan Sihua briefly explained the situation. The armed policeman was displeased and cursed, "Damn it, it must be a local driving a car to do this."

Another armed policeman responded: "Little brother, you are going in the wrong direction. You should go back to the bus station. You won't be able to find the bus station until dawn."

After walking for a long time, it turned out to be completely different!

Shan Sihua thanked her profusely, turned around and walked for another fifteen minutes before arriving at the place where the minibus had abandoned her. Shan Sihua couldn't help but feel a little angry at the scene.

I really didn’t expect that something went wrong at this juncture when I came all the way from my hometown and was about to reach my destination. Those two black-hearted locals, in order to attract more passengers and consume less fuel, actually drove a car full of cars.

If you are lost in the middle of the road, you don't care whether others can find a way or not.

Thinking of what the armed police said, Shan Sihua secretly reminded himself that if he encounters locals again, he must be more careful.

After lighting a filter-tipped cigarette, Shan Sihua cheered up and continued on his way. The cold wind blew sparks from the cigarette butt in his hand, and a chill penetrated his clothes from his neck, forcing him to tighten his collar.

After walking along the road for a long time, I finally saw a row of walls not far ahead, and two large iron gates stood out in the light.

Hey, could that be the station?

You know, the bus station in the ancient town in my hometown looks like this.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Shan Sihua strode over to find out. As soon as he reached the door, a vicious voice suddenly came from the side. "Hey, what are you doing? Stop!"

Shan Sihua was startled by the yelling. He looked up and saw a group of people slowly walking out of the iron gate. The leader continued to say harshly as he walked: "Is there any mistake? You ran inside in the middle of the night. You

What do you want to do?"

These people were all wearing coats and holding teacups in their hands. They stood in front of Shan Sihua with glaring eyes, looking up and down his thin body with scrutinizing eyes, as if they were looking at a thief.

What do this group of people do?

Shan Sihua couldn't help but shuddered, stabilized his thumping chest, and replied with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm looking for a bus station. Is this a bus station?"

"Damn, he seems to be new here." Someone in the crowd answered, and everyone burst into laughter. Shan Sihua was so confused that Shan Sihua was at a loss when he heard another shout: "Get out of here!"

La, this is not a bus station, do you hear me?"

Shan Sihua didn't dare to ask any more questions and hurriedly retreated to the side of the road. There was a faint teasing laughter behind him. "Damn it, I almost ran into the factory. If he hadn't been working the night shift, I would have had to punish him."

Shan Sihua didn't hear the rest of the words clearly. He walked a long way along the road as if running away before he dared to stop and take a breath.

Ma Lipi, we were in such a close call just now. It would be unfair if they beat us up in front of the thief. It seems we have to look carefully before going in, and we can't rush in blindly.

At this time, he remembered how reasonable what Jin Si once said was. "If you want to get involved in society in the future, you must first remember this and don't tell others the details of your net worth."

The biting cold wind continued to exert its force, trying to take away all the warmth of the earth. The night was already very deep, and occasionally a car roared past on the highway, picking up some dust, and then disappeared at the other end of the highway.

Everything became calm again.

Walking alone on the side of the road, Shan Sihua hugged his arms tightly, still feeling cold. Another cold wind blew, making him tremble a little. His stomach also screamed at this time, and he suddenly

Remember, I haven't eaten for a long time.

I want to buy something to eat, but I look around and see that all the shops are closed. Where can I buy anything? I want to see what time it is, but my mobile phone has no battery and cannot be turned on.

Shan Sihua, who was hungry and cold, drove along the highway for a while, but still didn't see any bus terminal. But at this moment, a drizzle suddenly started falling in the night sky, and it hit his face. The wind blew it, and it was biting cold.

Gotta find a place to hide from the rain!

Through the hazy rain and fog, Shan Sihua raised his eyes and looked far into the distance, and soon saw that there was a large area of ​​shelter under the balcony of a building in front of him.

When he quickly ran closer and took a look, he realized that there were people sleeping all over the place under the dark balcony.

No matter how much it is, let’s hide for a while before talking about it.

Shan Sihua boldly stepped inside, squatted on the wall and hugged his chest tightly, his body still shaking a little.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Someone turned over and sat up in the darkness and asked in confusion.

Having learned the lesson at the wall, Shan Sihua did not tell the details casually, but simply responded lightly, "If you are in a hurry, come in and take shelter from the rain." After saying that, he looked at the ground again, and saw that these people were actually spreading their bunks on the ground.

Wearing a brown mat and sleeping on the floor. He doesn't look like a bad person.

Hearing voices, the people sleeping on the ground got out of their beds and looked intently at Shan Sihua, who was squatting in the corner.

"You seem to have just come out of home? Where are you from?" The person who asked the question before asked again. Seeing that Shan Sihua did not answer, he seemed to have some understanding and continued: "Don't be afraid, we are all working.

Yes, prepare to take the bus back tomorrow."

That’s it! He must have slept on the floor here to save money. Shan Sihua relaxed his guard and immediately told the story of the minibus missing passengers and asked them if they knew where the bus station was. But these people said,

I don't know if there is any station nearby, but they plan to walk home.

"Fellow, come to my place to warm yourself up. Don't freeze your body." Just as Shan Sihua was squatting there and shivering from the cold, a boy about twenty years old got out of bed and extended a sympathetic invitation to him.

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Shan Sihua did not refuse, gratefully handed him a cigarette, and couldn't wait to get into the warm bed. Immediately, a wave of heat spread rapidly from the toes throughout the body.

The boy squatted beside him, looking up at the drizzly night sky, and hummed a song softly.

"...I still remember saying goodbye from your mouth as firmly as iron. There is an illusion of a scorching sun in the dimness. The horizon of dusk marks a farewell, and love enters the eternal night. I still remember the heartbroken tears falling from your eyes.

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This is one of the most popular songs nowadays, "Dusk" by Zhou Chuanxiong. In this foreign land in the dead of night, humming it from the boy's mouth adds a flavor of vicissitudes of life, which makes people feel sad.
Chapter completed!