Pan Xiaodan stood alone on the streets of Chang'an City at more than 1:00 a.m., trying hard to stretch his arms, trying to wait for a passing taxi.

Even if Xiao Dan is in the name, these two quite feminine words.

But in fact, Pan Xiaodan is still a pure man, a 27-year-old man living alone in the huge Chang'an city, trying hard to save the down payment of the house.

In Chang'an City a few days after New Year's Day, the temperature after midnight was already very cold.

But for a project, I had no choice but to work overtime until now, but I just stood on the street for a while and felt like I was almost frozen into a dog.

He didn't know why? At this point in time today, he couldn't even call a single Didi.

Could it be that the cold wave arrived two days ago made Didi drivers rather sleep at home than run such night shifts?

As for subways and buses, these public transportation means.

Even though he is actually on a bus stop now, the bus has already stopped at this point in time!

Anyway, the poor little white collar whose nose is almost frozen

Now, I am extremely eager to have a taxi that can appear in front of me in time; even if I want to let myself share a car and pay more money, it doesn’t matter.

Because at this time, he felt that nothing was more missed than his warm rental house...

More than ten minutes later, the almost desperate white-collar worker still didn't wait for the taxi car.

Even during this day, there were not many private cars passing by on the extremely bustling and noisy streets.

At this moment, a bus with warm yellow lights on the car appeared in front of him and was about to stop on the platform where he was.

At the front of the car, the signs of several cars were stopped by a white a4 paper.

I don’t know if it was because of the time being or the lights in the car, the a4 paper looked so yellow, and the words “1 way all night” were printed on this yellowed a4 paper.

Looking at this line sign, Pan Xiaodan became confused:

"Hey~ The bus No. 1 all night has stopped working in 2015? When did the shift be reopened? I didn't hear any news."

No matter how confused he was, he was still full of joy and asked the driver by opening the front door:

"Master, is this bus still going to the south exit of Fangxi Street now?"

It was also when he was asking questions that Pan Xiaodan saw the driver clearly. He was a yellow-faced man in his thirties, wearing a thick old-fashioned military cotton coat.

It is not surprising that the little white-collar workers who want to put on a quilt on themselves in such cold weather.

After seeing the driver not speaking and slowly lit his head, he couldn't wait to get into the car.

With his trembling hands, he stuffed two steel pounds into the cash box.

After getting on the bus, Pan Xiaodan was surprised to find that he was the only one in the whole bus, which cost two yuan and was lucky enough to get on a special car.

With this pleasant mood, the car started moving.

But soon, Pan Xiaodan found that he was sitting in the carriage, and he felt chill all over like outside, and it was getting colder and colder.

"Master, is the heating in the car turned on?" He couldn't help asking.

However, he did not get any answer from the night shift driver.

After calculation, I found that with the current good road conditions, it should be only about twenty minutes later when I returned to the site where I rented my house.

The young white-collar worker decided not to care about the lack of heating, so he gritted his teeth and persevered.

After getting home, I took a hot shower and then took a bowl of instant noodles with ham sausages. It would always make everything well...

Two minutes later, the bus stopped at the next platform; this time another came up, an old lady carrying a snakeskin bag in her hand.

The dirty down jacket and the bulging snakeskin bag should contain mineral water bottles.

From the above details, it seems that the old lady's identity is a poor widowed old man who can only return home by purging scattered people.

In the mind of being a world-famous person, Pan Xiaodan gave the old lady a warm smile.

By the way, I handed the other party a mineral water bottle that I had almost finished drinking; this thing is not valuable, but it can help the other party a little, so I can help a little.

Giving someone a rose will leave a fragrance on your hands.

Perhaps for this reason, when the old lady sat down next to him, he actually felt a little warmer.

On the empty streets at midnight, the public car was driving smoothly, and the white-collar workers' journey home was about to pass halfway.

This situation made him feel more and more passionate from his heart.

But he wanted to stop the bus faster, but this time he stopped again; this time, three young ladies wearing ancient costume skirts boarded the bus.

That kind of ancient costume robe skirt should be the popular Hanfu this year?

Anyway, the single dog Pan Xiaodan doesn't understand, so he is even more embarrassed to ask if they are cold or not.

Aren’t there many related videos on Douyin: The young ladies who seem to be wearing fairies, who knows whether they are wearing big cotton pants under their beautiful skirts?

The main reason is that these three young ladies all have fair and delicate faces.

Such high-end young ladies have always been girlfriends for those successful young men or rich second-generations; as a miserable little white-collar worker, Pan Xiaodan wisely has no expectations.

Not to mention their current state, but the two of them are supporting one of them.

He could smell the rich alcohol smell emitted by several meters away. The young lady in this drunken cat state was even more afraid to provoke her.

He even turned his head and looked out the window, looking forward to getting home early...

Suddenly, Pan Xiaodan felt a heavy blow on his left shoulder.

He quickly turned his head and saw that the old lady stood up and waved the mineral water bottle he had just given out; it was obvious that the moment just now was smashed by the old lady.

The little white-collar worker was a little confused, and before he could react, the old lady had already started to curse.

The old lady's accent was a bit strange, like the dialect of the northern part of the province, which made Pan Xiaodan a little difficult to listen to.

Of course, I still understand the meaning: it is nothing more than that I was not clean and I stole the old lady's wallet; the money in the wallet was finally saved and used to save money to treat my wife to her life.

Of course, Pan Xiaodan was sure that he did not steal the old lady's wallet.

The problem is that no matter how hard he tried to explain, the old lady didn't believe his explanation at all; as she splashed, all kinds of vicious curses came like a tide.

The young ladies seemed to be very drunk and didn't look at this. The little white-collar workers couldn't even find someone to say justice.

After three consecutive minutes of different scolding, the bus arrived at the next station.

The old lady shouted fiercely at the driver and asked him to stop for a while; then, she pulled Pan Xiaodan with one arm and was about to get off the bus and went to the nearest police station.

What can a poor white-collar worker do? He can only get off the bus helplessly.

Even if he could smash the old lady to the ground with just one fist, it also means that he would not want to buy his own house for many years.

So, finally, looking at the bus going away, Pan Xiaodan felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

After silently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he reluctantly cheered up and said, "Let's go! Go to the nearest police station and let them prove that I really didn't take your wallet."

But at this moment, the old lady let go of his arm and pulled him.

As soon as you open your mouth, you will find the standard local dialect:

"Young man, do you know that I just kindly saved your life; you silly boy didn't notice that there weren't even feet under the long skirts of the three women just now?"

After saying that, the old lady struggled to carry her snakeskin bag, slowly moving further and further in the cold night.

Only the cold white-collar worker was left, messy in the wind alone.

He didn't know if everything the old lady said was true, and he didn't know that with the park on the other end of the city, the mysterious tomb was blown up.

All kinds of strange events have been staged in various parts of the city.
Chapter completed!