The roads in the countryside were low and bumpy, and it was already dark outside the car windows, except for the potholes in front of which the cement was pressed and the pale road looked pale under the headlights.

When I was just going downhill out of the bridge cave, I could see clearly through the bright headlights that there was a figure in front of me. Wearing a black coat, in the middle of the road, with his back to us.

It didn't seem to want to give way to us at all, the driver honked several times in a row, scolding while pressing, saying that the road is so wide, you have to stand in the middle, why are there so many people who are in a hurry to see Hades today?

Seeing that he was about to hit the man, the driver hurriedly drove to the side of the road, the wheel of the car pressed against the stone, the car trembled, and almost fell out of me, and when the car stopped, the driver got out of the car and scolded and scolded.

I covered my mouth and was about to vomit, ready to go down to breathe, just about to open the door someone held me, it was the man in the co-pilot, I looked back at him.

This man is very familiar.

I was stunned for three seconds, and then I remembered, isn't this the man who burned paper money in the squatting circle when I went to school to ask for leave at noon?

It's a coincidence that the two of us met here.

All the way he sat in the passenger seat with his back to me, not moving, like a dead man, I actually wondered in my heart.

Seeing that I was stunned, he frowned slightly unhappily and asked me if I was sick.

I was a little confused, I didn't know why he suddenly said this to me.

Seriously.

It was a little far away during the day, and I didn't look at it in a hurry, but now I found that he was quite handsome, but cold, and his dark eyes looked at me, and I swallowed back the words that scolded him that his whole family was sick.

At this time, the driver who got out of the car and scolded and walked over suddenly stopped making a sound halfway through, and with the help of the yellow and dim headlights, I saw the driver's back trembling twice, as if he was shivering.

Then I turned around and walked back in a panic, and then the hand that grabbed my clothes was released, and he sat down with his back to me again, and I was angry in my heart, thinking that there was something wrong with this man, and he didn't say a word all the way, just like a statue, and burned paper in the school in broad daylight.

When I sat back in the car, I cursed that this world is so small, and the neurosis I saw during the day made me encounter it again.

He seemed to hear and glanced at me through the rearview mirror, but didn't say anything, and looked back.

The driver turned around and came back to get into the car and closed the door, I obviously felt that he seemed to be a little panicked, his face changed, and his hand was a little shaky when he started the car.

I finally started the car, but the old man in a black coat standing on the road not far in front of the headlights didn't mean to let go at all.

I also wondered if the old man had a problem with the back of his ears and eyes, and wanted the driver to press the horn, or get closer and stick his head out to let the old man move to the side.

I was about to say when the co-pilot's man turned his face again, glanced at me with a cold face, and said in a not very good voice, "Don't meddle." ”

With that, he turned back.

The driver stubbornly went to the side of the bad road, the wheels were about to go down, I was worried to slow down, for fear that the car would turn over into the ravine outside.

The driver listened to me, his voice changed, and he said to me, "Don't talk, go quickly!" ”

After walking around for a short distance, the driver let out a breath of relief and said, "Damn, I won't drive the night road to earn this money in the future." ”