Out of the fire station, the whole person felt a lot more relaxed. In the winter in the south, it can't see the snow, ice and snow of the north; I can't see the desert in the west, and there is no voice. Winter in the south is always a bleak one. It was very cold and cold, but there was no trace of wetness, and the coldness that soaked into the bone marrow seemed to drain all the warmth of the body, leaving only the cold that was scattered like dry wool and stuffed between the chest and lungs. In such a season, people's minds will be frozen, and any emotion and romance will be thrown out of the sky in an instant. In such a situation, it is difficult to bring up a trace of good interest, and even if there is an occasional wish, it will quickly be thrown into the corner of memory. Outside the train station, with a gentle sigh, a white mist wrapped in a warm curl rose into the air, stretching in mid-air, and the cold and dry air merged in the middle of the night. The little hope that had just been ignited was dashed, and it disappeared quietly and calmly, as if it had never been, and there was this last special wetness in a trance. The small tree grows into a large tree, and in winter it becomes an old tree, with old branches intertwined, and only a few sparse leaves dotted with traces of life. The bark of the tree was slightly burnt yellow, as if it had been roasted on the fire for a long time, and it was tormented and lost its lustre, and it was half-curled as if it would fall to the ground at any time.

"Shenzhen, Shenzhen, hurry up and get in the car, it's going to be off immediately."

"Hurry, hurry, go now, go now." A middle-aged woman shouted at the top of her voice. It's as if he doesn't want to let anyone go. From afar, she walked up to me and said very quickly with my bag. "You're going to Shenzhen, get in the car, leave immediately, now it's nine o'clock in the morning, and you'll arrive before twelve o'clock at noon." In this way, I was forcibly pulled onto a bus bound for Shenzhen. The bus looked dilapidated, several windows were glazed and covered with plywood, so I found a seat and sat down, waited for the bus to open up, and then had a good night's sleep. About half an hour later, I still didn't leave.

"Why don't you leave, didn't you say okay, leave immediately, right away, what time will it be soon, if you don't leave, we will go down." A young man in the car said.

"Okay, okay, the driver will come right away, let's go, wait a few minutes." The middle-aged woman laughed and said. I don't even know how many times a day she speaks this familiar language. Soon I saw a man in a military coat with an oily face walking over, this should be the driver. It took a few beats before the car started and staggered out of the train station. In order to save tolls, the driver did not take the highway, but took the national highway that was being built. The road potholes wow, out of the train station, the car turned off five times, the oily driver scolded in Henan dialect, damn it, what a road, all down to push the cart. The car started again. There was an old blanket with a bad smell of all kinds on the dirty bunk in the car, which everyone was reluctant to cover at first, but forty-five people were seated on the approved capacity of forty-five, and I was next to the last row of seats, leaning against the window. One by one, all the people leaning against the window twisted their faces to avoid the unpleasant smell. In front of me sat a woman with short ear-length hair, a blue eiderdown, and headphones, because she kept her face twisted to the window, and it was impossible to tell her specific age, but judging from her thin white neck, she should not be more than thirty years old, although the winter in the south is not as cold as in the north, but the cold wind blows, and it still makes people shiver. At first, there were a lot of people, so I didn't feel cold, but after the car drove for more than an hour, the woman wearing headphones in front of me began to wrap herself tightly in eiderdown, still unable to resist the sharp cold wind, and was very reluctant to cover her legs with the old blanket that exuded a bad smell of various body odors. There were only about twenty people left in the car. Soon the car did not continue to drive on the national highway, but drove towards a country road, and the people's congress departments in the car were sleeping in a daze, and they didn't care about this. Suddenly, the car stopped. I wonder if we should go down and push the cart again.

"Come down, come down." The driver yelled.

Arriving so quickly, this place is too far from my ideal Shenzhen.

"Arrived in Shenzhen?"

"No, it's still early?"

"So, how do you get us out of the car?"

"What the hell knows, what are you going to do?"

This time we were kicked out of the car, and the middle-aged woman quickly opened the suitcase and threw all our luggage out.

"Hurry up and take your luggage and go to the one in front, our car can't enter the downtown area of Shenzhen." The middle-aged woman said hurriedly.

"We're not going to pay anymore."

"Of course not, I have already agreed with the driver in front of me, and the car will take you to Shenzhen."

Before we could get into the car, the dilapidated car drove away like crazy. We put our luggage back on the limousine, and as we were about to board the bus through the front door, a tall young man wearing a denim suit with several scars on his face stopped us.

"Buy a ticket, 80 yuan each in Shenzhen."

"Didn't you say okay, didn't the driver and the middle-aged woman say that they will tell you okay, and they will give you the money when it arrives."

"Yes, yes......"

"Talk to me about this, you have to pay for the car, otherwise we will drive away."

In this place, where there is no village and no store, each of us can only obediently pay another 80 yuan.

"I've written down their license plates, and I'll call the police to complain about them." A middle-aged man said in a low voice.

The "horn" scar man walked up and gave the middle-aged man a mouthful.

It seems that it was still heard by the scar man.

"Get out of the car."

"Big brother, big brother, just kidding." The middle-aged man almost knelt down.

In this way, until they arrived at their destination---, Shenzhen, no one in the car dared to say a word, except for the occasional ugly tone hummed by the scar man.