I believe that everyone will have this experience, sitting on the bus on a rainy day, looking out of the window, the window is foggy, watching the rain slap on the window and flowing down the water marks, looking at the face of his own equidistance outside the window.

Zhao Yan is a boy who is a little out of place with this era, and his thinking is still very old-fashioned, and now it is a very common thing to be in junior high school. And what everyone is accustomed to, he doesn't understand anything.

The university was originally a time when he didn't know what to do, and when he was addicted to the Internet and didn't know the north and south, he went back and forth to the library and the study room every day, and after four years of college life, he read a few cars of miscellaneous books, but in addition, he may only come into contact with the computer when he took a microcomputer class, so it was basically a wonder.

If the biggest hobby in this life may be in a daze, a person is in a daze when he is fine, he is in a daze when he is walking, he is in a daze when he reads, and he is even in a daze when he is eating, and at this time, he is looking out of the window through the faint reflection on the car window, looking at the heavy sky in the distance, the rain outside the car window is getting heavier and heavier, and a layer of light rain and fog has already risen outside.

At this moment, the car stopped, and Zhao Yanben didn't pay attention to anything, still staring out the window in the distance. There were not many people in the car, because the rain was too heavy, and the dark clouds outside were terrible, as if they could reach the sky by reaching out.

The car door slowly opened, and an old lady slowly walked up from below, wearing an ancient woman's cheongsam on her thin body. The gray hair like withered grass was repeatedly scattered in front of his face, and a black oil-paper umbrella in his hand was used as a crutch and walked back from the car door and sat diagonally opposite Zhao Yan.

The car started slowly, perhaps because of the slow driving in the rain, the car has been driving smoothly. At this time, there were bursts of baby cries in the car, which were heartbreaking, but apart from the annoying cry, there was silence around them, and even the sound of the car engine could not be heard.

Zhao Yan just wanted to turn back, and suddenly he found a very strange situation, it was very dark outside, but he could still see the reflection of his face on the car window, at this moment, somehow it was not his shadow outside, it was a miserable white face, shriveled, thin, I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, the two eyes were so hollow, the mouth was wide open, and a long red tongue was so stretched out, with infinite resentment and Zhao Yan in the car looked at each other for a while.

Suddenly, a spirit wanted to scream but the sound was stuck in his throat because of a gasp, his mouth was wide open but nothing came out, and when he looked closely, there was nothing outside the car, only the rain washed the windows.

Maybe it was another cranky look, he smiled self-deprecatingly, relaxed his clenched fists, and slowly turned his head away from looking out of the car window.

I don't know when the child stopped crying, and the car was as quiet as death.

For some reason, the temperature in the car dropped rapidly. According to common sense, the north in August will still be very hot on a rainy day, let alone in this small box, but Zhao Yan obviously feels cold, no, more precisely, cold, a cold through the bones. I couldn't help but shudder, and tightened the sportswear on my body with both hands, and at this moment I obviously felt that something was wrong, yes was wrong, and I unconsciously saw the old lady in front of me out of the corner of my eye.

"Oh my God" Zhao Yan took a sharp breath, he saw that the old lady was also turning her head to look at him, her movements were very slow, just like the slow motion in the movie, the old lady's face was like a dried orange peel, and the wrinkles on her face were piled up together, the eyes were obviously two black holes, and the wrinkles of the mouth were like a wound opened with a knife, and at this time she opened slightly as if she wanted to say something to Zhao Yan, but there was no sound at all, only a puff of black smoke spewed out from it.

Looking down at the hem of the cheongsam, it was obviously empty and nothing, and a pair of boots worn by the dead man at the time of the funeral were placed under the seat, at this time Zhao Yan screamed out, his hands were deeply trapped in the flesh because of the hard nails, and the blood flowed out of the hands little by little, but he didn't feel any pain at all, at this time the only few people in the car slowly turned their heads at once, the speed was like a puppet with a string, when everyone turned their faces to see, everyone's face was like charcoal, It was burned beyond recognition, pieces of flesh fell from his face, his deep white teeth were exposed because he had no lips, and there was no place in his body that was not smoking, and he wanted to say something with his mouth open.

This is still the world, this is obviously a scene that has just been fired, and the smell of rotting and burning is everywhere, and I can hear a miserable wail.

They slowly rolled down from their seats and crawled towards Zhao Yan in the narrow aisle in the trunk.

Zhao Yan's heart tightened, as if someone was grasping it with his hand, he felt that his whole body was trembling, I don't know when Leng Han's back was wet, he wanted to call but couldn't call anything, and finally waved his hands with all his strength and shouted, "Don't come, don't come." ”

At this moment, he opened his eyes violently, saw the face of a beautiful young girl, and a soft greeting came from his ear, "Classmate, classmate, are you asleep, you have arrived, Yingcai has learned." ”

As he spoke, the car stopped.