A bus slowly drove out of the Yuanmingyuan Bus Terminal and slowly stopped next to the Yuanmingyuan South Gate Bus Station. This was the last bus that night.
There was an older driver and a young conductor in the bus. Four passengers came up after the door opened. A young couple and an elderly lady, among them There was also a young man. After they got into the car, the young couple sat intimately in the double-row seats behind the driver, while the young man and the old lady sat in the single-row seats on the right side near the front door. Now, drive towards the terminal station Xiangshan…
The night is more quiet, all you can hear is the roar of the engine, and you can hardly see it on the road. Passing vehicles and pedestrians. Because it was very cold late at night in Beijing in November, not to mention it was on such a remote section. (This section was indeed very remote at that time) The car continued to move forward, probably after two stops. Just past Beigongmen Station, which is more than 300 meters away, everyone heard the driver suddenly yelling: Damn, you can’t even see a ghost at this time. He’s really hell today, damn it! Not waiting at the station yet Car. At this time, everyone saw that there were two dark shadows 100 meters away and waved to the vehicle. I heard the conductor say: Let’s stop! The weather outside is so cold, and this is the last bus for us. : At that time, the Old Summer Palace-Xiangshan section was indeed the same bus, and it was so late, the taxi driver would never run such a remote road)
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< br/> The car stopped, and two people came up again. No, it should be three people to be precise. Because there was still one among the two people. After they got in the car, they didn’t say a word, the one who was caught The other two were wearing long robes like Qing dynasty official uniforms, and their faces were pale. Everyone was terrified, and each expression was tense. Only the driver continued to drive forward. I heard the female conductor say: Don’t be afraid, everyone is probably filming a costume show nearby. They probably drank too much, and they didn’t have time to change their clothes. After hearing what she said, everyone was calm again. Only the old lady Still turning his head, looking at the three people sitting at the back with a serious expression, the car continued to move…
After three or four stops, the road is still It was quiet and the wind was still strong. Not to mention that someone got on the bus again. The young couple got off the bus at the last stop; the driver and the conductor were chatting and laughing, just at this moment, The old lady stood up suddenly and furiously hit the young man sitting in front of her, screaming that the young man had stolen her wallet when they got in the car. The young man was anxious and stood up. He stood up and scolded the old lady: You are so old, why are you still spitting blood? The old lady didn’t speak, and glared at the young man with both eyes, and firmly grasped the collar of his jacket with her left hand, but didn’t let go. The young man was full of anxieties. Flushed, that’sI couldn’t speak. The old lady said, the police station is in front, let’s go there to judge! The young man said anxiously: go, who is afraid of whom!