“...... Since then, every morning, when the second train passes by that stop, she always shows up on time, gets on the train from there, passes six platforms, and gets off.

If there were more people, she would stand next to me, and if there were fewer people, she would sit there......"

The middle-aged driver's eyes were in a trance, and he turned his head to look at the front of the car, a seat near the driver's seat, and the smile on his face became more and more.

"Along the way, we would talk for a while, talk for a while, she would talk about what happened in the factory yesterday, I would listen, and sometimes talk about my own affairs......

Slowly, I got to know her better.

I know where her family lives, I know her name, what she does in the factory, I know what her family is doing, and she has come to know me......

Slowly, I began to expect her to be there every day, to be able to get on the bus at that platform every day, to greet me with a smile, and to talk to me...... I started to think that the journey was too short for only six stops, and I always thought that I could make the time pass a little slower, so that I could see her more and talk to her more......

The middle-aged driver smiled and said,

“...... After about a year, one day, I drove the bus and passed by the platform again...... But that time, she was not waiting on the platform with her feet on her feet as before...... She's not there.

I couldn't help but be stunned when I didn't see her...... Until then, I never seemed to think that she would not be there......

I couldn't help but stick my head out of the car door and look out, but there was no sign of her in front of or behind the road...... It wasn't until the passengers in the car were urging me to restart the car.

That day, I was a little absent-minded, obviously I just didn't see her on the platform again, and I felt that I was missing a lot of things that day......

I also feel very scared, afraid that she will be like those familiar faces, after not seeing them once, she will never see them again......"

“...... The next day, I drove the bus and passed by the platform again, and before the car had completely stopped, I couldn't help but turn my head and look out the window at the platform...... On that day, there were a lot of people on the platform, and many people were crowded...... But luckily, she was there, and she showed up on the platform as usual...... When everyone was in the car, she finally came up and stood next to me as before.

She smiled at me as she met my gaze...... I looked at her and wanted to ask her why she didn't come, but I always felt as if I wasn't qualified to ask that...... I held back, and as usual, I smiled and chatted with her about family life as I drove the car...... It's just that halfway through the journey, I still couldn't hold back, and asked her, asking why she didn't come yesterday......

When she heard my question, she seemed to be a little unable to help laughing, cushioned her feet, turned around, and said with a smile: I thought you didn't ask......

After laughing, she told me that she didn't spend much money on her salary in the first few months, saved some money, bought a bicycle, and rode to and from work in the future, not taking the bus, so that she could save some money.

Listening to her words, I panicked and scared...... I didn't want her to ride, I just wanted her to ride in my car so that I could see her every day, and I even wanted to say that I was willing to pay her for the ride...... But I opened my mouth and couldn't say anything......

Until, there was only one stop left from the station where she got off, and at the previous stop, I stopped the train, and I looked at her, and I was afraid that after she got off this time, she would never see her again......

I couldn't help but say it to her, I said...... Can she stop riding and still take the bus every day......

I thought she would be very strange and confused when she heard my words, but I didn't expect her to laugh......"

As the middle-aged driver spoke, a smile appeared on his face again,

“...... She smiled, looked at me, and asked me why...... At that time, it was really ...... I met her gaze, and my face instantly turned red, but my mouth was so stumbling that I couldn't say anything.

I didn't have the heart to drive again, so I parked the bus next to the platform of the previous stop, and the passengers on the bus seemed to see something, and no one urged them......

She wasn't in a hurry, just that, with a smile in her eyes, looking at me...... After a long time, seeing that I still didn't speak, she smiled again and continued to tell me, saying that if I didn't talk again, she would get out of the car directly......

I panicked even more...... Then I shook off the words in my heart, and I told her that I just wanted to see her every day and hear her voice every day...... Her face turned red as she listened to me, but she still looked at me and didn't take her eyes off.

After that, I looked at her and nervously asked her if she could still take this bus every day.

...... Then the passenger in the car began to heckle, and her face became more and more red, but she did not leave, she just stood there and looked at me......

For a while, she deliberately pretended to be angry with her hands behind her back and said,

Said that I didn't know until I was in a hurry.

Then he blushed even more and asked me,

She asked me, if I was stupid, and I didn't realize that she would still be there, even if it wasn't a working day, and would she get in the car at that time?"

As the middle-aged driver spoke, the smile on his face became stronger.

“...... I couldn't help but laugh when I listened to her, and I felt so happy, as if I had never been so happy......"

“...... On that day, which was also her day off, for the first time, she didn't get off the train after six stops, but sat next to me and accompanied me the whole way.

All the way, with her by her side, time seems to pass quickly, never so fast......"

As he spoke, the middle-aged driver fell silent again, looking at the front of the carriage with a smile on his face.

......

After a long time, the middle-aged driver withdrew his gaze, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and after a silence, he continued,

“...... She was the mother of my child, and after two years, I married her and had my current child...... But not many years later, when the child was only ten years old, she went......

She went after...... When I pass by that platform again, I can't help but glance at that platform...... I can't help but think that when I stop the train there and turn my head to look over, she will be on that platform.

Then she would get into the car and say to me, "Now you know it's urgent, right?"

The middle-aged driver said, falling silent again, brushing the back of the seat with his rough palm over and over again,

“...... After that, I pulled the child to grow up, and when the child was still young, he was the same as me, he always liked to follow me out of the car, I sat in the driver's seat, he sat next to me, watching the passengers coming and going,

Sometimes, after a few stops, he would proudly tell me how many passengers had just been counted on and off the bus......"

The middle-aged driver paused in his hand and raised his head again,

“...... It was on the bus that he grew up and I started to grow older...... But he's better than me, and he doesn't need to drive this car anymore. ”

The middle-aged driver looked into the car, looked at the rows of seats in front of him, and looked at the driver's seat.

“...... Slowly, I began to understand my father's words...... If this is outside the car, look at this car, it also comes and goes...... When the passengers arrive at the station, the driver also has. ”

The middle-aged driver said, looking at it intently.