"...I can't finish a song, I'm tired and there are still dark circles under my eyes. In the world of love, hurt is inevitable. No matter how beautiful the dusk is, it will eventually be dark..." The boy continued to hum in a low voice, appearing to be very involved.

He is probably missing his lover in his hometown. Tomorrow they will go home and see the person he has been dreaming about. But what about him? But he has to go further away from home.

Tomorrow, what kind of situation will we encounter tomorrow?

Shan Sihua sighed secretly, and You Li's beautiful oval face suddenly came to mind, more clearly than ever before.

I don’t know where You Li is. She should have already fallen asleep at this moment. You Li, where are you? Do you know that the unintentional mistakes made back then were traps deliberately designed by others. You Li, you must wait for me to come back.

Wait until I explain to you the origin of all this.

"Hey, if you keep warm for a few more minutes, I'll go to sleep." The boy said something irrelevant, interrupting Shan Sihua's thoughts.

Five minutes later, Shan Sihua was walking along the road again and continued to look for the bus stop. His body was no longer cold, but his stomach was even hungrier. Although he only warmed his body, Shan Sihua was still grateful to the singing boy.

The rain stopped. As Shan Sihua walked, he paid attention to the road signs erected in the sky, but did not find the sign for the place he wanted to go. Along the way, many telephone poles were posted with job advertisements in red paper and black letters. Shan Sihua

Hua looked through them one by one and found that they were all recruiting female workers.

I walked like this for a long time, but I couldn't find the bus station, but a toll station appeared in front of me. From a distance, I saw several staff members wrapped in coats, chatting and laughing in the brightly lit toll room.

People at toll booths should always know where the bus station is!

Shan Sihua strode over, and a woman about thirty years old stuck her head out of the window and asked indifferently: "Why are you running here?"

"Excuse me, where is the bus terminal?" Shan Sihua asked respectfully, and noticed the wall clock in the room. The time was exactly three o'clock.

"You came here to ask for directions in the middle of the night. Aren't you afraid of being caught?" The woman asked instead without answering. She stared at Shan Sihua's face and asked repeatedly: "Where are you from? Do you have a temporary residence permit? If not, you will be sent to the police station.

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When he heard that he was going to be sent to the police station, Shan Sihua panicked and hurriedly explained: "I'm not a bad person, I just came out from home to work." Then he briefly recounted the situation of missing passengers in the minibus.

"Oh, that's it." The woman softened her gaze, looked at Shan Sihua again, turned back and babbling to the other two men in the room.

It seemed that he had asked the right person. Shan Sihua secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the woman stretched out her head again and said to Shan Sihua: "If you go from here, cross a bridge in front and there will be a temporary parking spot. There are cars in the direction you want to go."

After saying goodbye to the woman, Shan Sihua strode towards the direction pointed by the woman. He had a clear goal and felt extremely comfortable. He soon left the bright toll booth behind.

When the sky started to rain again, a bridge appeared in front. Everything was just as the woman said, there was a row of minibuses parked at the other end of the bridge.

Shan Sihua forgot about hunger and fatigue and rushed across the bridge excitedly. When he ran closer, he found that the cars were parked in a row in the dark and there was no one on them.

Didn't it say it was a temporary parking spot? Why was there no one there?

After touching the rain on his face, Shan Sihua looked around and saw not far away, an iron plate with the words "This is a temporary parking spot for minibuses" standing quietly in the rain and fog.

The card reflected the pale light of the mercury lamp at the end of the bridge.

Ma Lipi, is this the temporary parking spot?

Shan Sihua wiped the rain off his eyelids and cursed angrily. He felt like he had been fooled. He really wanted to go back and slap that woman twice.

Just when Shan Sihua was at a loss as to where he was going, a bright beam of light shot over the bridge, and a motorcycle roared over from the rain and fog, and stopped in front of Shan Sihua with a "squeak".

Shan Sihua instinctively stepped back and looked at the driver of the car in confusion. He saw the driver lift his helmet, revealing the face of a mature man, and asked him: "Do you want a ride?" His tone was unusually calm.

, as if Shan Sihua was already used to this situation.

Based on intuition, this person should be a local. He rides around doing business in the middle of the night, so he is probably not a good person.

The previous encounter with the minibus came to mind reflexively. Shan Sihua suddenly became alert and replied calmly: "No, no, I'm waiting for someone."

The man on the motorcycle smiled lightly and said, "You don't have to lie to me. I know you are just from your hometown, right?"

Shan Sihua was secretly shocked when he heard this. This man was so powerful that he could tell at a glance that he had just come out of the house. A chill came from his back, and Shan Sihua couldn't help but shudder.

"You really don't need to be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I just saw you running around in the rain alone. I wanted to ask where you are going and if you can let me give you a ride. At most, I'll give you a lower price for the motorcycle."

The man's continued expression made Shan Sihua feel somewhat relaxed.

Using the white light cast by the mercury lamp, Shan Sihua carefully looked at the man on the motorcycle. He did not look like a bad guy. In addition, these sincere words did not seem to be a lie. Besides, it was three o'clock in the night.

If the man on the motorcycle really wanted to harm someone, why would he waste so much time talking and just turn off the lights and hit him?

After quickly weighing the situation, Shan Sihua truthfully told the man on the motorcycle the name of the place he was going to, and added: "Can you send me to Bingshan Industrial Zone? It doesn't matter if you pay more."

"Wow, it's so far away from the iceberg. How can a car like mine go there?" The man on the motorcycle said with a confused look on his face. He turned around and drove back, leaving Shan Sihua alone.

Standing in the rain and fog.

I thought this man would take the opportunity to knock out a sum of money, but I didn't expect him to turn around and leave. Before Shan Sihua could react, the motorcycle drove back again.

Before the car stopped, the man spoke up: "Well, look at how pitiful you migrant workers are, and it's raining now." He looked up at the dark night sky, and then said, "Why don't you let me take you to a seat?"

It’s the bus to Bingshan, otherwise it’s late at night and you’ll be wet. Come on up.”

Although I haven't completely lost my guard against this local, is there any better way? Is it possible to continue scurrying around like a headless fly in this rainy night?

Staring at the rainy and foggy night sky, Shan Sihua had no choice but to get on the back seat of the motorcycle without any hesitation.

At this point, we can only take one step at a time. I hope this local will not deceive himself again.
Chapter completed!