Confused and frightened, Wen Shuo raised his eyes to look out of the car window.

Not long after the bus started from a stop, it was passing the majestic Tiananmen Square and the imposing Tiananmen Square at a constant speed.

Looking at the other passengers, their expressions are normal.

The girl's father looked south with some distraction at the towering monument to the heroes.

Wen Shuo suddenly realized in his heart.

Ordinary people do not have such a keen perception of the natural qi of heaven and earth, and in the same way, the nature of heaven and earth will not cause too much pressure on ordinary people, which is a natural balance. And himself, because of his cultivation of the Xuanfa, his body and mind are different from ordinary people, and when he habitually perceives the natural qi of heaven and earth, heaven and earth will naturally perceive his abnormality at the same time.

That's why he felt this majestic and unparalleled pressure.

Is there love between heaven and earth?

Wen Shuo frowned and thought about it, but he shook his head and quickly put aside these ideas that seemed unbelievable to ordinary people.

Passengers were getting on and off one after another, but the bus was crowded all the time.

Wen Shuo is still the image of a poor country boy who has never been far away and has never seen the world, often because he is hesitant and timid, so he doesn't have time to grab the seat vacated by the passengers next to him when he gets off the bus, and he is rushed to sit down by others, and then he shows a look of grievance, but he doesn't dare to protest, and he doesn't dare to rob others.

Finally, the four young men couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, fat man, can you put your bag on the ground?" A young man who was standing facing Wen Shuo shouted fiercely: "There are so many passengers in the car, how obstructive it is for you to hold such a big canvas bag, I have put up with you for a long time, I really have no quality!"

"Even if you don't think about anyone else!" the other young man chimed in.

Wen Shuo showed a look of fear and nervousness, hesitated timidly, but hugged the canvas bag tighter, and said with a smile and embarrassment: "I, I hold it, no, it doesn't affect everyone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

As he spoke, his body squeezed against the pole again, the pocket on the right side of his pants squeezed against the pole, and a distinct deep groove was squeezed out of his arms and shoulders.

"Hey, why don't you listen to persuasion?"

"Put the bag on the ground, you can't throw it away!"

"Really!"

The four young men said a word, causing a few other passengers in the car to reprimand Wen Shuo, after all, he did cause the space in the car to be more crowded, and the two passengers sitting next to the vertical pole also opened their mouths to express their dissatisfaction - Wen Shuo is too big, standing beside them with a big canvas bag, it will give people a sense of depression of Mount Tai.

Forced by everyone's discussion and reprimand, Wen Shuo had no choice but to put the canvas bag on the ground with a look of grievance and reluctance, thinking that this was not forcing Lao Tzu to be a thief?

The space near the back door of the carriage seems to be much looser all of a sudden.

When the bus drove near Zizhu Bridge, there were many passengers again, and at the same time, some passengers got up and squeezed to the back door of the bus to get off. Seeing this, the four young men glanced at each other, and then intentionally or unintentionally, the two young men blocked Wen Shuo one front and one back, and deliberately squeezed Wen Shuo tightly with the crowd, making him almost unable to move. Wen Shuo was sweating profusely, anxiously and worriedly looking down at his canvas bag, his face was red, but he was embarrassed when he opened his mouth, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The next stop arrived.

After the bus stopped, the front and rear doors opened at the same time, and the passengers near the back door were about to get off the bus, and one of the young men shouted: "Let one let one let ......"

At the same time, he almost brutally squeezed through the crowded passengers.

Another young man took advantage of the situation to bend down and pick up Wen Shuo's canvas bag, and rushed off the car with his accomplices, while the other two young people shouted "Don't squeeze don't squeeze ......" while squeezing Wen Shuo as if standing unsteadily, and at the same time blocking Wen Shuo's sight with his arms and hands, when the passengers went down a batch, the back finally relaxed a lot, the bus also started slowly, and when the door was about to close, Wen Shuo seemed to have just found that his canvas bag was lost, he suddenly became anxious, and howled in an almost crying voice: "My bag is lost!"

While shouting, he grabbed the two young men and was about to rush under the car door.

"What are you squeezing?"

"Hey, don't squeeze!"

The two young men shouted and pushed Wen Shuo, while blocking Wen Shuo, they strode towards the car door that was about to close, Wen Shuo stretched out his hand to pull them, and they were so anxious that they cried: "You are a group, you pay me back ......"

"Fuck off!"

"Don't drag me!"

The two young men shook off Wen Shuo's pull and jumped out of the car door.

The bus driver stepped on the brakes and saw two young men running away in the distance through the rearview mirror, one of whom was carrying a large canvas bag. The two young men who had just jumped out of the car left unhurriedly and gracefully.

Then, the driver stepped on the accelerator and continued driving, but the car only slowed down, did not stop, and the door closed.

This kind of thing......

Bus drivers have become commonplace.

Maybe they have sympathy, but if they stop, not to mention whether they can catch up with the thief who has escaped, there will definitely be passengers who blame him, and the bus company's system, traffic laws, fear of retaliation, etc., can be enough reasons for the driver not to meddle.

Wen Shuo sat on the steps of the back door, his eyes were hollow with tears, as if he had lost his soul in an instant.

The passenger next to him spontaneously gave way to the side.

Everyone, either sympathetic, numb, or gloating, looked at him.

Finally, Wen Shuo howled and cried: "The money I paid for college is all in the bag...... while crying, Wen Shuo stood up suddenly, with a pair of complicated eyes, glared angrily at the passenger who scolded him to put the canvas bag down, he gritted his teeth, the muscles on his fat face were tense, and his fists were clenched......

The passengers were all trembling and embarrassed, dodging Wen Shuo's desperate and angry gaze.

Hearing Wen Shuo's cry just now, all the passengers knew that this was a freshman who came to the capital to go to college, looking at the image of the dress, and carrying a plastic bag stuffed with eggs, buns, and baked cakes in one hand.

Wen Shuo was furious, as if he wanted to make compensation for those troubled passengers, but after all, he was honest and honest, and he was new to the capital, and he was unfamiliar with life, so he couldn't do it, and he didn't dare to do that kind of vicious thing to vent his anger.

He sat back on the ground again in aggrieved and despair, drooping his head, raising his hand to wipe his tears, and sobbing softly.

"Son, you, which university are you going to?" asked an old man sympathetically.

"Kyungseong University. Wen Shuo replied in a choked voice, without raising his head.

In addition to the accompanying freshmen and parents, the expressions of the other passengers all showed deep sympathy, appreciation and admiration - this is clearly a good rural child from a poor family, but studying hard, and was admitted to the top university in the country!

Everyone began to discuss word by word, and from time to time, someone took out dozens or a hundred yuan to Wen Shuo, but Wen Shuo, who was almost desperate, shook his head and refused.

Everyone became more sympathetic and sad.

Everyone also knows that even if Wen Shuo accepts the little money donated by the passengers because of pity and sympathy for him, it is far from enough.

The conductor couldn't help but say: "Young man, the next stop is the police station, you get off the bus and go to the police first." ”

"Yes, yes, call the police and catch the thief!"

"It's enough to be caught, these days, the case is not easy to solve, and it's not a big case with a lot of life, who will pay attention to it?"

"But there's always some hope for the police, isn't it?"

"Hey, who just now scolded this young man and asked him to put down his canvas bag? People were quite safe in their arms, but they had to let them put it down, you and those thieves are in the same group, right? I propose, everyone should give the young man a testimony, and when the car arrives, go to the police station, and make the words clear!"

There was a lot of talk in the car.

And the passengers who had scolded Wen Shuo before looked flustered, waved their hands and shook their heads again and again to deny that they were in the same group as the thief.

Among them, there was also the boy's mother, who was even more frightened.

The girl and her father had already grabbed two seats before, just on the back steps of the rear door, the girl was sitting inside against the window, she looked at Wen Shuo with a sympathetic expression and sat on the steps of the car door with a sluggish expression, wanting to say something and help Wen Shuo, but she didn't know what to do, so she turned her head to look at her father, but saw her father sitting upright and leaning on the back of the chair to close his eyes and recuperate, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't pay attention to what happened in the carriage at all, and he wouldn't sympathize with anyone.

The girl, who knew her father well, immediately frowned, and when she looked at Wen Shuo again, there was no sympathy and pity in her eyes.

Could it be that this guy is a liar?

"Dad......" The girl really couldn't see anything unusual, and couldn't help but whisper to ask her father.

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, signaling his daughter not to ask.

The bus stopped, and the conductor and passengers persuaded Wen Shuo to get off the bus and go to the police station to report the case, as for the passengers who had scolded Wen Shuo before, they were also willing to go to the police station to explain the situation to show their innocence under the accusations of other passengers.

Wen Shuo got out of the car with a numb expression, and went to the police station to report the case under the embrace of several passengers with apologetic faces who showed a sense of justice in order to show their innocence.

It was nothing more than the loss of the clothes and 10,000 yuan in cash.

Fortunately, he didn't lose the admission notice, ID card, and household registration page with him, otherwise, he really didn't know what to do.

The police said sympathetically that they would do their best to solve the case as soon as possible and help him recover the stolen tuition and miscellaneous fees, and the passengers also scrambled to make a record, and swore that they would never be with those thieves, and after making a record and registering their identities, they walked out of the police station with Wen Shuo.

Leaving the police station, several passengers were still guilty, and they took out all the money they had with them, leaving a few yuan to ride, and giving the rest to Wen Shuo.

There is no room for Wen Shuo to refuse.

And Wen Shuo, after only symbolically prevaricating, thanked him gratefully and accepted the money—not much, more than 1,600.

You can't take other passengers' money with your conscience on the bus, these guys......

Sitting on the bus again, Wen Shuo pouted and showed a look of disdain: "The roots of the imperial city at the feet of the Son of Heaven, are thieves stupid, and people are stupid?"

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