I took a taxi on the road and drove in a certain direction.

Ye Lone's heart was like a hanging moon hanging in the sky, rising and falling, and the weightlessness trapped in the air hit like lightning.

Ye Lone's eyes trembled from time to time, the bottom of his eyes was no longer focused, his hands were tightly crossed, his face was a little desolate, his originally full and ruddy lips were completely bloodless at the moment, and his mouth was still urging the driver to hurry up from time to time.

The driver was all flustered by Ye Lonely, sweating profusely, his eyebrows jumping, and his hands and feet were almost disobedient to his own call.

Ye Lao also saw the driver's embarrassment, so he had to tell the driver in a consultative tone.

"Sir, I do have very important things to attend to, and every minute and second is precious, so, if you believe me, I can drive myself to my destination."

Ye Lao then added some words and said sincerely.

"I just want to borrow your car, don't worry, I definitely have a driver's license, I won't break the law, and I can give you the normal rental fee."

Although Ye Lao tried her best to suppress her emotions, the anxiety and panic in her voice could not be completely concealed.

The driver listened to what Ye Lao said, and the whole person seemed to have finally been liberated, his pupils were shining, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was beaming, and he quickly nodded in response.

"That's it! That's it, I'll rent this car to you temporarily, and then you can return it to me. ”

Ye Lao was very grateful and replied "thank you" to the driver.

The driver just waved his hand.

So, the driver got out of the car in a place with little traffic, and after handing over the car keys to Ye Lone, he ran to the side of the road and waved the car.

After Ye Lao sat in the driver's seat, buckled his seat belt, and the car roared through the wind.

The weeds and dead trees that had crossed the railing due to restlessness also swayed in unison.

Everywhere I went, it was like that.

Ye Lao was a little flustered this time, as a people's teacher, she didn't think of calling the police at the beginning.

It wasn't until Ye Lao drove to the road that became narrow and the place became more and more remote that she realized something.

Ye Lonely was annoyed and rewarded himself with a sugar-fried chestnut on the door of his head.

Then, she stopped the car on the narrow road, took out her phone, called the police, and continued to drive ahead.

……

And in Han Tiantian's taxi.

"Uncle, do you know what fruit will disappear when the wolf comes?"

Han Tiantian was lying on the back of the co-pilot's back seat, her eyes were wide open, and her voice was sweet and glutinous.

Han Tiantian saw that the driver did not reply to her, and continued to talk non-stop.

"Uncle, don't you know? It should be strawberries! I thought you knew what I knew, I thought you knew what I didn't know, but uncle, you really don't know what I know and what you don't know. How could you not know what I know? ”

The corner of the driver's mouth twitched, a burst of sweat broke out on his back, his eyes were frightened, and his mind collapsed a little.

Along the way, although the little kid didn't cry and yell, she kept muttering crooked reasoning in her ear.

But what she said made the male driver unable to refute.

It's like firing a chain of machine guns, each bullet is literally a hundred shots, killing in one hit.

Where did this little kid learn all this bullshit, if she were to say it again, he would go crazy. The male driver thought to himself.

After driving for a while, the male driver finally couldn't stand it anymore, braked the car, and before the car could stop, he jumped to the ground in advance.

He grabbed his greasy hair with both hands, tore at his scalp, and his mouth was wide open to suck in the nutrients in the air.

From time to time, the male driver made a whirring sound, as if he wanted to take the air around him into his stomach.

When the male driver finally felt alive, he walked to the taxi again and got into the driver's seat.

Out of the corner of his grim eye, he glanced behind him from the mirror in front of his car.

The next moment, his slightly narrowed eyes widened, and he turned his greasy head to the back seat of the car.

Where is there Han Tiantian's figure in the back seat, not to mention the figure, this male driver didn't even see a single hair.

"His grandmother's, where the hell did the run away for Lao Tzu?"

The male driver was furious, his forehead was greatly bulging, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and his hands were slapping the steering wheel vigorously and roaring.

Then, the male driver opened the door and got out of the car in a hurry, but the door slammed and was slammed shut.