However, as I was about to continue asking for her address and preparing to send her back, her face suddenly froze, and there was a clear look of fear in her eyes. Then I saw her start trying to open the car door, as if she wanted to leave.

Seeing her like this, I felt at a loss, what the hell is this woman trying to do, is this another drunken madness? I tried to stop her, and said girl, you have to tell me the address so I can send you back."

However, the woman began to shake her head desperately, trembling and telling me that she didn't want me to send her home, she was mistaken, she didn't need an online car-hailing, and now she opened the car door immediately, she wanted to leave. I actually want to persuade her again, after all, she looks like this, and no one can rest assured.

But after all, I'm just an online car-hailing driver, not a police officer, so even a police officer may not have the right to take care of her at this time. After all, she is an adult, and it is her own freedom to choose what to do.

So I repeatedly asked her if she had to get out of the car and leave, and I could even give her back for free, and after receiving her stubborn refusal that made me feel strange, I still unlocked the car and let her down.

In the dark street where the moonlight was shining, I looked up at the front of the car and saw an endless hazy darkness in front of me, and in that dark space, only a woman was walking around.

She got out of the car and walked staggering because of the effects of alcohol, but she never looked back, wrapped tightly around her clothes, like a frightened fawn. I don't know why, watching this woman gradually disappear into the darkness, I inexplicably feel relieved.

Actually, if I could, I would like to be a good person to the end, and I trust my instincts more - I always feel that this woman has some secrets hidden in her. But after all, this is a matter of people's privacy, so I can only turn around and leave, and go back first.

For the next three days, I drove as an online car-hailing driver at the same pace, and during this period, Lin and Sister Mumu also came to see me a few times. But just three days later, at noon on a sunny day, an accident occurred.

Although I haven't been working as a ride-hailing driver for a month yet, I have met a lot of my peers. Because the traffic design of Jinhe City is much better than that of Qianlong City, there are many rest places between the highways, so I often stop there to rest.

The area of Jinhe City is about three times larger than that of Qianlong City, and there are about ten more highways, so my own sense of direction is not particularly good, but fortunately, the terrain here is not as complex as Chongqing, and people with a poor sense of space can quickly grasp the route.

So in my life as an online car-hailing driver, I gradually began to become addicted to smoking - this Nima drives all day long, and there is really nothing to do except smoke. You can't drink alcohol, can you? Listen to music while driving, the radio is good.

I can't play the games I usually like to play, and I am alone at work, so the pressure will naturally accumulate. And when I'm smoking, sharing gossip with other drivers is a pleasant time for me.

Taxi drivers are okay, and now many entire taxi companies require drivers to wear uniforms, so you can see it at a glance, but online car-hailing is different, brothers from all over the world are gathered in this huge city, and people with any dress and accent are there.

But at first, although I couldn't recognize it as a peer, over time, I ran more routes, and after a long time, I naturally realized that each other was a peer. So everyone quickly got acquainted.

Actually, I'm looking forward to it a little, because I'm also the anchor of a well-known live broadcast room on the shark platform, so I wonder if anyone will be able to recognize me - the last time I heard Dongzi and I brag about him, saying that he was walking on the street, a group of female high school students recognized him.

Female high school students are in the period when they like to be happy, and Dongzi's cheerful and energetic personality, coupled with the identity of the anchor, is basically equal to a star for them. Although I wonder why Dongzi's big-faced plate is loved by female high school students, people are popular.

I was pretending to be unfazed, but in fact, I was angry, and I didn't say it, but who didn't want to be recognized on the street and ask for an autograph or something. I thought to myself, if it's not a high school girl, it's not.

Even these balding uncles, who smell of sweat and smoke, can satisfy my vanity a little if they recognize them. But I still think too much, my peers, a group of middle-aged uncles from all over the world, who are not interested in the live broadcast of the young people.

It was also through this time that I confirmed Lynn's suspicions. She told me before that although she hasn't done an investigation yet, judging from the barrage and the attention of water friends on the issue, the people who watched our live broadcast were basically young people, and there were not many people above 30.

I used to think this was a bit too extreme, and what we did was not a stupid live broadcast, this was a serious supernatural live broadcast, and there were many people in this world who were interested in the supernatural, and this thing is regardless of age.

At that time, Lin and I were stubborn, but now that I've fallen to Lin, it's her aunt who is right, and girls with big breasts are always right, ahem. Anyway, even though I wasn't called a star, I got along well with these uncles.

I think there is a key point that I discovered after I became a ride-hailing driver. That is a middle-aged uncle who drives a taxi as a regular employee in the company, and there are more locals.

As for the online car-hailing drivers, almost eighty percent are outsiders, and occasionally one or two can be seen because the salary is too low, and they immediately come out after work to drive an online car-hailing car to subsidize their families. However, this kind of brother is full of bitterness and is particularly unsociable.

I don't know exactly how to describe it, but sometimes seeing them standing alone in a corner with a cold face and smoking a cigarette gives them the feeling that they are deliberately refusing to fit into our small team of out-of-towners. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that they have a regular job.

Anyway, I don't care about that, and I don't want to live on this job, just for the needs of work. But this small group of out-of-town ride-hailing drivers doesn't seem to be very kind to those who choose to be withdrawn, and often gossip about others.

But at most, it's just two nagging, and everyone doesn't have any deep hatred for each other, gossip after dinner, everyone just wants to relax and kill time.

Because everyone knows that once they get back to work, they will face that long period of loneliness and boring driving. It is said that people who like to drive may become drivers in the future, but I don't think that's the case at all.

You have to experience it to understand it. I'm like that myself, because I like to drive, and I got my driver's license when I was just an adult. That's why I don't have any resistance to being a ride-hailing driver this time.

My Forester was a new car, and of course I had to drive two more laps of the new car, but when driving became a job, I was completely bored by the third day, and I even became numb to driving.

Because, when you turn what you like to do and what you want to do into work, the thing itself will be mandatory. For example, if you like to eat skewers, can you stand it if you eat skewers every day?

Few people can stand it, and normal people will feel numb from this mechanical repetition and will need another way to vent their stress. After I got to know this group of uncles, I joined their inherent group of ride-hailing drivers.

After talking to them, I found that almost none of these people are working as ride-hailing drivers because they like to drive - most of them are just trying to support their families and make ends meet. The hardest thing is to get married.

According to his words, he feels that his waist is about to be broken, and every morning when he wakes up to look in the mirror, the lumbar vertebrae protrude under the skin as if they are about to break.

He himself knew that it would not work like this, but every morning when he woke up and looked at the sleeping faces of his children, he felt that he had to persevere no matter what.

Anyway, I usually have nothing to do when I drive, and if I don't want to listen to songs or listen to the radio, I just chat in the group chat, and occasionally I may meet in the rest room, smoke a cigarette together, and share gossip information, which is probably how I spend my time as an online car-hailing driver.

I originally thought that I should belong to the kind of physique that is more tolerant of loneliness, after all, when I was in college, I was not particularly sensitive to loneliness - when I lived in the college dormitory, there was a buddy from the capital, and that was called a person who was afraid of loneliness.

You need someone to accompany you when you eat, you need someone to accompany you when you go to the toilet, you need someone to accompany you when you go to ask for leave, you need someone to accompany you when you go to the doctor...... You need someone to accompany you for almost everything, otherwise your mood will be extremely unstable - anyway, you can't live without friends series. I thought he belonged to a rabbit.

When I think that compared with him, I am almost the abbot of the monk temple, I am not alarmed, I can nest in the dormitory to play games for a day, or I can dissect mice in the laboratory for a day, anyway, I am not very resistant to personal actions.

However, after I started driving online ride-hailing, I felt that loneliness was too hard to endure - I would never be able to do this job for a long time anyway, and I would never be able to keep doing it if it weren't for the rewards I would get for completing F-class missions.

And among these uncles, I mainly mix with the three of them. And when I got very familiar with these three people, directly crossed the age limit, and became a year-old friend, I realized that I seemed to have a tendency to like strange things......

The first man was called Dashan, and he was a fat man with at least three hundred pounds. But because of Oyama's large physique, he actually looks pretty good - his height is about the same height as Dongzi, and his weight is more exaggerated than Dongzi's.

Oyama was ten years older than me, but we both called each other brothers—and so did the other two. The Oyama brothers' favorite thing is the anime and idols of the island country, so they can't wait to modify their cars into the kind of cars decorated with two-dimensional characters.