Zhao Liyun glanced at her phone, and she had a phobia when she was phonetically called by the strange voice just now. No wonder Zhang Yu doesn't like to play with his mobile phone much in recent days: "So, let's wait a little longer and see if there will be any strange things that prove that your house rules are correct?" ”

That's what I mean. Well, just wait half an hour. Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time.

4:05 p.m.

While the two of them were talking about boring interesting things in the class and life, both of them deliberately never mentioned the strange voices coming from the landline of Zhang Yu's house. Time climbed very slowly, and after waiting for a long time, the reading on the mobile phone climbed to 4:35 at a rapid pace.

"Let's go." For half an hour, nothing strange happened. The sun slowly set into the tall buildings in the western sky, and a large shadow enveloped the two of them. Zhao Liyun and Zhang Yu put their phones back in their pockets and said in unison.

After that, they smiled knowingly and went downstairs slowly, ready to take the bus back.

At today's bus stop, there is no strange person. Obviously it was a Sunday, and the OL white-collar workers who traveled and shopped should have taken this route back.

However, there is no one waiting at the bus stop today.

"Looks like there's a seat today." Zhao Liyun said excitedly. Her home is not close to here, more than ten stops away, and it is impossible to have a seat on the bus at this time.

Because of family rules, although he is a native of Yuanxi Town, Zhang Yu has never been to Guanyu Building. She carefully searched for the route map, trying to see which bus was closer to the small hotel where she was staying.

It didn't take long for her to find out all the way.

"Look at this bus, Liyun, your home and where I'm going are on the same line. yes, we can go home together. "The location of Guanyu Building is not remote, so there are many small advertisements posted on the bus stop. That line was under the cover of those little advertising stickers, and it was hard to find.

"Wow, really. Xiaoyu, your eyes are so sharp. Zhao Liyun happily patted Zhang Yu's little head: "Let's go home together." ”

Zhang Yu nodded happily: "Hmm." ”

After waiting for a long time, an old red bus drove slowly. It let out a tattered moan and stopped in front of the platform.

The mottled red paint has already fallen off in many places. The whole car is like passing out of a time and space tunnel, spanning more than 20 years of ancient time and space.

The body of the bus is painted with a conspicuous number.

Eighteen roads!

In this world, there are always many inspirational stories that seem to make sense, and they are spreading wildly in the circle of friends. Each inspirational story is inspired to the point where everyone thinks that successful people are successful because of their tenacity.

Wrong, all wrong.

It is said that Rowling, with her newborn daughter, was hungry and cold to receive handouts, went to a café to get heated, and wrote the world-famous "Harry Potter" while the baby was asleep.

Yishu, who got up at 4 o'clock in the morning for writing, waited for her daughter to get up, and immediately adjusted to buy vegetables, clean and cook to supervise her daughter's homework.

The actor in the American drama "Extramarital Affair" is a writer, and the four children in the family are arguing at any time, and the agent asks: "It's hard to imagine four children, where do you have time to write?" The actor said, "I get up at five o'clock every day and try to write something before they wake up." ”

Wrong, all wrong.

People take it for granted that these inspirational stories are followed by the writer's principle - "no matter how busy and tired you are, you will still feel and still want to write something".

Actually, the reversal story goes like this.

Tolkien's Robes. Rowling was not a destitute proletarian literati at all, but a middle-class college graduate. After becoming rich, Rowling explained that there was no reason to go to the café to rub the heat, she just wanted the delicious coffee, and she didn't want to interrupt her writing train of thought from time to time by getting up to make coffee.

Yishu is even more cruel, he gave birth to a child in his early years, and after the divorce, he got rid of it cleanly, and he didn't want to recognize each other for the rest of his life, except for the fear of asking for money, he was probably also afraid that his writing ideas would be interrupted.

As for the male protagonist writer in the American drama "Extramarital Affair"? A writer with four kids? In fact, his father-in-law helped pay for the children's private school tuition, and he was depressed and got free time to write.

So everything in this world actually has two sides. In fact, the so-called house rules of every family also have the same principle as inspirational stories. After all, it is a serious glorification or scandalization of a certain rule, and after that, the rule that you must not violate.

The only difference is that the house rules are mandatory. And inspirational stories are just to use beautification to encourage others to agree. In the final analysis, it is all about exploiting a certain primitive human emotion.

But there is one fundamental difference between family rules and inspirational stories, and that is that you can listen to inspirational stories and forget them. But the house rules, if you accidentally forget them, break the rules. At worst, he will be spanked by his family, and at worst, he will lose his life!

After the mottled No. 18 bus stopped, Zhang Yu and Zhao Liyun were dumbfounded at the same time.

"Okay, what an old car. Am I having a dazzle? Zhao Liyun rubbed her eyes vigorously. The car was really dilapidated, and she seriously doubted that such a bad car could still drive normally.

Zhang Yu also hesitated: "Or, let's wait for the next one?" ”

"But there are seats on this car." Zhao Liyun picked at her head: "I don't know if the next one is so lucky." ”

"However, the car never felt good to me." Zhang Yu shook his head vigorously: "I don't want to go up." ”

Zhao Liyun shrugged her shoulders: "Then wait for the next one." ”

They didn't get into the car, just waited quietly for the 18th bus to drive away. The car did drive away, and it wasn't long before the next two cars arrived. It's the same 18th Road, but this time the car is much cleaner.

"Let's go up." Zhao Liyun took Zhang Yu's hand and got into the car, and while she took out the money, she looked for the automatic coin slot with her eyes: "It's weird, I have never taken the eighteenth bus in the town." Is it a new line? ”

Zhang Yu pouted: "I don't know." Hey, why isn't there an automatic coin slot? ”

In the driver's seat, there was a driver in black clothes and a hat, and there was no one else in the car. The door closed quietly, and the stepchild drove forward. Only Zhao Liyun and Zhang Yu were left with change in their hands, and they didn't know where to put the money.

"Hey, Mr. Driver, who is our money for?" Zhao Liyun blinked and asked the driver.

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