I was left alone on the silent and desolate winding mountain road, and the two most primitive fears of loneliness and night constantly eroded my spirit.

Of course, I am no exception, the cold wind and these terrible factors make my brain a little chaotic, according to the navigation, I just need to walk along the winding mountain road, but my heart began to panic, and even began to retreat, but the desire for the smile of my family made me endure and persevere.

My mind began to think crankily, and I even remembered the story of the little girl who sold matches, the little girl struck the last match, and in the firelight, she obtained the ultimate happiness, and died so sweetly and contentedly, which is really enviable.

Most of the things I had brought with me disappeared with the crazy driver and his car, and I felt very sad to think about it. But there was no turning back, I had no choice but to keep going, and in this strange place, going back almost meant death.

Maybe my brain was really confused, but fortunately my steps didn't follow my brain, and they moved straight along the road.

It was so quiet on the road, not a single car passed by, only the howling of the cold wind and the constant collision and friction of branches without leaves.

The more I think about it, the more chaotic it becomes, and my body is getting colder and colder, after all, this place is not like the city, high-rise buildings can more or less block some wind chill, but here, the only way to block the wind is my body.

Somehow, some strange things began to appear in my mind, blaming me for being more inclined to watch some curious things when I was fine, but at this time, not only could I not help anything, but it made a mess for me.

I remember reading a few stories about a woman in red or white who stopped the car on the highway, and the driver stopped the woman for a ride out of kindness or other purposes, and then all kinds of bizarre and terrifying things happened, of course, this kind of story does not end well, but my situation is just the opposite, I may be the person who stopped the car on the highway, although not a woman in white or red, but think about you driving a night train on a winding mountain road, you are highly nervous, Suddenly you see someone in front of you with their back to you or facing you to stop the car, and you will definitely be scared to run away with the gas pedal.

I smiled wryly, I had been walking on this road for so long, and I hadn't seen a car pass by, let alone this nonsense car stop ghost story. I looked at my phone, it was already 9:45 in the evening, and there were only fifteen minutes left before the time required in the text message.

I quickly shook my head, not daring to think about it anymore, they would be fine, they would be fine. I kept comforting myself, and at this moment, two white lights shot out behind me, casting my shadow on the ground in front of me.

I was overjoyed, it would be great if I could get in the car, I wouldn't be so scared to have someone around, and it would save a lot of time.

However, I turned around and suddenly remembered one thing, it has always been only when drivers who drive at night encounter ghosts, why don't pedestrians who walk at night meet ghost drivers?

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a chill pierce my body, this thought continued to extend, my brain was all occupied by this thought, and what was even more strange was that the car did not drive away from me, but stopped in front of me, and the two rows of headlights shone brightly on me, shaking my eyes a little bit, I reached out to block it, and an ominous feeling came out.

The driver of this car... It can't be a ghost...

Once this idea is born, there is no way to take it back, and we are in a stalemate with each other, neither of us moving a single step, as if we are waiting for the other to act first.

The idea that the driver was a ghost had taken control of my brain, and I didn't know which nerve issued the instructions, and a word came to my mind: "Run!" ”

The body turned around uncontrollably and ran wildly, I don't know why, I was just scared, I didn't dare to walk over and talk to the things in the car, I thought, even if it was really a person, I didn't dare to take his car, this wild place, even if it wasn't a ghost at such a late hour, maybe it wasn't a good person, maybe it was a murderer, my belongings were all on the backpack, he robbed me of my money, maybe he would stun me and cut off my organs to sell.

As I said before, man is such a creature that is extremely frightened when he thinks about it, and the more I don't want to think about it, the more I think about terrible things, and the fear becomes stronger and stronger, and I run wildly, shouting as I run, as if there is really a ghost chasing me.

What's even more strange is that the car followed, and kept the same distance from me, like a hound consuming the strength of its prey, waiting for the prey to run out of strength, and then pounced on it to feast, the bright lights shone on my frightened body, and my shadow on the ground began to become more and more distorted, like a monster following me, no matter how I could shake it off.

I am now pretty sure that the driving after me is not a good one, it is like a cat playing with a mouse, playing with me in the palm of his hand, and in this wilderness, no one will bother to look for a person who has no relatives and no reason to go missing.

Maybe he's a perverted murderer who picks out in the dark of night to find a lone prey. No, fear had completely taken over my body, and the cold was like a pair of giant palms pushing my tired legs to run desperately.

It's been a long time, if I were somewhere else, I would have gotten lost if I ran so recklessly, but luckily I'm on the highway and don't have to worry about that, but here's the problem, as long as I haven't escaped the road, I'll be playing with it like this.

I seem to be getting used to the fear, my brain is starting to recover, I can think normally, the fear is fading, my body is starting to feel tired, and this is not the way to go.

Maybe he gets tired of playing, he will accelerate directly and crash into me, I don't have a weapon on me, and the physical exertion is too great, stop and confront him, I will definitely be at an absolute disadvantage, what should I do, it's not running, it's not running, what should I do?

Just as I was worried, two more beams of light shot at me in front of me, and I thought to myself, this is my only chance to turn the tide, and if I grasp it, I can switch my identity with him and change from prey to hunter.

I struggled and ran forward even more desperately, the light was getting closer and closer to me, there was only one chance, my mind was highly concentrated, and other feelings seemed to have been abandoned, and there was an illusion of merging with the current space.

The car chasing me behind also began to speed up, and there was a posture of crashing into me, finally tired of playing, I thought to myself, since you want my life, then don't blame me for being unkind!

The car opposite me has shown its figure, on the winding road at night, its speed is not slow at all, I ran towards its lane suddenly, the person in the car saw me, slammed the steering wheel to the left, on this narrow winding road, the vision at night is not good, coupled with the speed and slammed the steering wheel, the tires rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sizzling sound, the car was all across the road, I made a gesture to the left, threw myself on the grass on the side, just dodged the crossing, The headlights of both sides stung each other's eyes, and the cars of the two collided perfectly.

It's really dangerous, if I slow down, I'll be hit by a car, of course, if it's too fast, maybe I'll fly out of the edge of the road and fall into the forest below, and there will be no place to die.

The front of the car behind me slammed against the front of the car in front of me, and the lights of both cars went out in an instant, and I was choked by the loud crash.

After lying on my stomach for a few minutes, I regained my strength to get up, the car was not on fire, but there were bursts of black smoke, I couldn't see the condition of the people in the car, I looked at the car that was coming over, and said sorry, if it wasn't for the car behind me trying to kill me, I wouldn't drag you into the water, if you want to blame the driver of the car.

I continued towards my destination as if nothing had happened, without even noticing it, and the corners of my mouth were rising slightly.

I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, there were only seven minutes left, I put away my phone and saw the end of the highway, in front of which was a horizontal street, and the highway was inserted straight into this street, posing in a T-shape, I didn't think much about it, and hurriedly ran over.

This road should be the Huangquan Road mentioned in the text message, that is, Yinming Road.

It's really like a suburb here, there are several two-story buildings scattered in the forest, on this road, there is not a single pedestrian, the moonlight sprinkles on the small buildings, emitting a miserable white light, which is particularly infiltrating.

I walked over hard, check whether there is a house number on these buildings, yes, it seems that this road is Yinming Road, the small building is pasted with a blue nameplate, writing "Yinming Road No. 17", I found that only this side has a building, and the other side has no building, which shows that on this road, are all single number of plates.

So, how could there be number 44...

Cold sweat began to trickle down my forehead, today is really abnormal, I received a mysterious text message, and then my parents disappeared, and I was semi-threatened to take a taxi to this place, and the driver on the road went crazy and drove me out of the car, and even met a perverted murderer, and this damn Yinming Road is all single-numbered sections, and there is no 44 at all.

What should I do, I looked at the time, there were only four minutes left, there was no more time to think about it, I had to try it hard, and after I figured out the direction of the large and small trumpet, I decisively walked in the direction of the 43rd.

Perhaps, it's just that the text message sent the wrong number, maybe it's number 43, I comforted myself like this, walking alone on this cold and terrifying road...