The bus is one of the most important means of public transportation for human beings.

If you think of a bus as a bug, most of the people in the bus are normal cells. But in this filthy social environment, cancer cells will always multiply.

Once the cancer cells enter the bus with all the normal cells. What terrible things can happen in a confined space while driving?

Maybe the ending is still so hard to guess......

introduction

It is said that there are three 'quotients' that determine a person's future, that is, IQ, EQ, and reverse quotient, which many people have heard of.

Both IQ and EQ are easy to understand. But what is the reverse quotient?

To put it simply, it is a person's ability to resist blows in the face of difficulties, setbacks, and failures.

For example, some people failed the college entrance examination and were very painful, but soon found another way. Some people can't afford to fail the college entrance examination, so they choose to commit suicide. The latter is more than the former, that is, the reverse quotient is insufficient.

People who lack adversity quotient are prone to mental cancer, and after cancer, they will pass on their pain to others. After committing suicide for a hundred years, he is fine, but the most painful is his or her parents and family.

The most terrifying thing is that he boarded the closed public transport with normal social cells and vented his hatred on the innocent. From a wretched man, to a hateful one.

Zhang Xu is such a mental cancer.

His life cannot be called bitter. There is a very ordinary family, ordinary parents, and an ordinary life. What's not ordinary is that he is tired of the current ordinary. Thinking about it, Zhang Xu always felt that his life was too colorless, and it was better to live like this.

People are too ordinary, and it is also an insoluble torment and frustration for this tired and dirty, cumbersome, and distorted society.

However, ordinary deaths do not seem to be able to remove the brand of 'ordinary'.

So Zhang Xu decided to do one thing before he died! Event!

On September 20, he quit his boring job. even slapped the boss in the face, and in everyone's surprised expressions, Zhang Xu hummed an out-of-tune song, and his steps were extremely light. For the first time in his life, he was so relaxed.

Maybe it's really a good choice to end your own life.

Zhang Xu bought a 550ml bottle of soda and went to a nearby gas station. In the bathroom, he unscrewed the lid and poured out all the soda, then made a random excuse in front of the gas gun to ask the gas filler to pour gasoline into the soda bottle.

Humming a little tune, he paced slowly to a building by a viaduct.

The fifth floor of the Guanyu Building is a special place.

Because of the geographical location, one of the bus stops in Yuanxi Town is set up here. The whole platform is rudimentary, and only one bus comes every half day.

The eighteenth car parked on the fifth floor is rarely known in the entire Yuanxi Town. Even if it's a local.

Zhang Xu happens to be one of the people who knows. The starting stop of this eighteenth bus is the Yuanxi Town bus station, and the end, he doesn't know. Of course, he didn't care at all.

He was full of only one big thing before he died. Let the entire Yuanxi Town, no, be a big event that will shock the whole country.

The shabby platform didn't even have a stool, and the plastic ceiling at the top of the station had several holes. I waited from 10 o'clock in the morning until 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and finally, the 18th bus came.

Zhang Xu, who hadn't eaten all day, didn't feel hungry at all, he tightened the bag containing more than 500 milliliters of gasoline in his hand, and calmly glanced at the bus.

The bus is as dilapidated as the station. The drive squeaks, and even when you park, there is a screeching sound that seems to fall apart at any time. The red-painted body has long since been mottled and painted, and the windows are dirty.

Through the window panes reflecting the color of the sky, Zhang Xu saw the faces of the sleepy passengers inside the bus.

There are not many people.

Zhang Xu frowned, got on the car, and then pretended to be casual and glanced inside the carriage. There are really not many people, and this car that is allowed to carry 55 people is only about 20 passengers, which cannot meet the standard of 'big things' in his mind.

The conductor was dressed in a cheesy floral jacket and was a middle-aged woman. The most special thing is that this woman is very short, only up to the waist of ordinary people. The speech is also shrill and sharp, and the listener is very annoying.

After buying a ticket from her, Zhang Xu slowly found a seat at the back of the car and sat down.

He decided to wait. The next few stops are big stops, and there will definitely be more people on the train.

Sure enough, after two stops, there were more people on the train. The No. 18 bus is very old, and the more loaded, the more groaning the speed of stopping and starting. Listening to Zhang Xu's ears is like listening to an old man who is dying and dying of death making his last will.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Xu's mouth.

The new passengers on the bus were sitting or standing in twos and threes, and it happened that a particularly strange supernatural incident happened recently on a bus in Beijing.

Zhang Xu listened very happily, he saw that the car was full of people, and even there were many people standing in the aisle. The time should be ripe. So he gave up his seat to an old man, and after accepting the old man's thanks with a smile on his face, he slowly moved to the crowd in the center of the car.

It's the closest to the back door, and once it's blocked, it's hard for people to escape.

Zhang Xu touched the lighter with his right hand, and at this moment, the No. 18 bus slowed down again. The next platform is almost there.

"The more people in the car, the better." He put the lighter back in and decided to go back on his big plan for the next stretch.

By the time the car stopped, it was already getting dark.

There was only one person standing on the dilapidated platform, a woman dressed in old red. The woman wore her long, messy hair, and her face was hidden in a felt hat that could not be seen clearly.

Zhang Xu's eyeballs shrank suddenly, for some reason, he always felt that something was not quite right with this woman!

The long-haired woman couldn't tell her age, and stood quietly on the platform, like a dark and terrifying picture. The sun had completely hidden itself in the ravine to the west, and the whole world smelled of death.

When the car stopped, the woman moved. Slow steps towards the car, one step, one step. The more Zhang Xu looked at her, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this woman. But what the problem is, even he himself can't figure it out. Looking at the others in the car, it seems that they didn't pay much attention to this woman.

Could it be that only you can see it? It shouldn't be, it's not scientific!

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