"Bang, clang, clang."

In the silence of the night, a red bus slowly drove by.

The people waiting for the bus are all working overtime late at night, and they are exhausted. None of them glanced at the front of the car, and when the car stopped, the door opened, and they walked up numbly in a line.

Late night buses are generally unmanned, and they found their location very smoothly.

An old man with half a hundred hair sat in front of him near the driver, making it easy to speak.

Two men with briefcases sit in the middle.

A woman sat in the far corner of the rearmost corner, allowing her face to be completely covered in shadows.

And one more person......

Wait, obviously there were only four people in the car, how did another one appear.

None of the passengers on the bus noticed that something was wrong.

And Zhao Yang found that he had changed positions again.

He was no longer surprised, and when he noticed that there was a place next to him, he walked over and sat down.

It happened to be behind the two men.

The bus "clang, clang" and started again.

With each step, there was the constant sound of parts colliding, as if the car was about to fall apart.

Suddenly, an abrupt stop.

Zhao Yang's body was thrown out due to inertia, and his head hit the back of the passenger in front of him.

Zhao Yang rubbed his forehead and stood up, and was about to apologize, when he found that the person in front of him had his head gone!

The shoulders are empty and the breaks are neat.

Zhao Yang: "......"

Zhao Yang swallowed hard, his eyes swept around the car, and found that his head was stuck when he rolled diagonally behind him.

The eyes on his head were staring at him.

Zhao Yang walked over to save his head and returned to the matching body. Then apologized: "I'm sorry, just now, I didn't pay attention, I hit it too hard." ”

"No, it's related, it's related, but, it's true, it's wrong."

Zhao Yang was extremely embarrassed, apologized again, and at the same time twisted his hands vigorously and turned his head back half a circle.

This time, it's good.

The passenger in front of him moved a few times, turned sideways and chatted with Zhao Yang very excitedly: "You take this bus, and you also live in Moon Bay?" ”

Zhao Yang let out a vague "um".

He is a storyteller, who knows what the people in the story are.

The passenger suddenly opened the conversation and took the initiative to talk about his situation.

His name is Zhao Lin, and he works in a foreign trade export company. The boss slammed the door, and in order to save costs, only two employees were recruited, one of whom was a relative of the boss. So most of the work fell on Zhao Lin.

He had to catch the morning bus at 6 o'clock every morning and arrive at the company at half past seven.

Then I kept busy, and I couldn't get off work until after eleven o'clock.

Again, this is a smooth situation.

When it didn't go well, the boss's relative made a wrong order, and he had to wipe his buttocks, recover and re-issue the order, and he was busy until one or two o'clock.

Zhao Lin is very dissatisfied with the current situation. That's a lot of work, just a little money, just enough for monthly expenses. He wanted to save money, he wanted to change jobs, and the boss said that he would pay him a bonus and a salary increase after completing the quarter.

So he continued to work diligently.

Unexpectedly, when the time came, the boss's fulfillment was not realized, and he also had a bad reputation in the industry.

It turned out that the boss went out to speak ill of him, pressed all kinds of mistakes and omissions done by relatives on him, and then put on a generous and charitable face, saying that he was pitiful and left him.

After such a circle of words, I basically couldn't find a company willing to ask for him.

Because the boss also inflated the salary he wanted by two times.

Today, the boss talked to him and said that the company had some difficulties, and he planned to pay 80% of his salary every month after that, and settle the rest with him at the end of the year. Ask him if he is willing, and if he doesn't, he can take his resignation certificate and go now.

He didn't dare to leave.

Without income, what will he use to pay off the mortgage.

But the boss was so vicious that he couldn't change jobs and couldn't leave here, so he continued to squeeze him.

He couldn't stand it, he couldn't stand it.

And so—

Bloody tears rolled down from Zhao Lin's eyes.

Before he could say what was happening, the window next to him suddenly opened, and a monster with a fat human body and three small heads side by side crawled in.

The monster went straight to Zhao Lin, tore him apart, threw out the intestines and internal organs, and "crunched", enjoying it with a very delicious appearance.

The monster would also take a look at Zhao Yang after taking a few bites, as if assessing his taste.

Zhao Yang held his breath and remained motionless, pretending that he was a dummy.

This is the method he has come up with after entering the story many times, as long as the ghosts in the story do not discover his living people, he will be ignored.

Sure enough, after the three-headed monster finished eating, it opened the window and climbed out.

On the ground, Zhao Lin only had clothes left, and his body was no slag at all.

But suddenly the garment moved on its own, and gradually became a person.

A pale and numb Zhao Lin appeared, and he walked back to the seat and sat down.

He didn't seem to know Zhao Yang anymore, he sat upright, his eyes looking straight ahead.

Only then did Zhao Yang notice that except for Zhao Lin, the other people who got on the car hung their heads and looked in a repentant posture.

It's as if you're forgiving sins for wrongdoing.

Zhao Lin's mistake - it was he who killed the boss, divided the body in the office, and then put it into pieces and sent it out in foreign trade orders.

He also opened the boss's safe, took the gold bars from the boss, and prepared to escape tonight.

But he was unfortunate enough to get on the trial bus.

All sin will come to an end.

Sentencing punishment, no one can escape.

A voice-over voice sounded in Zhao Yang's ears: "This is the first vicious crime of the trial of the bus trial, greedy and ungrateful people will be devoured by greed in the end, and they will always suffer the pain of mutilating their bodies."

Next, there is a second trial. ”

The bus came to an abrupt stop, and Zhao Yang's body rolled backwards uncontrollably.

He slammed into the rear of the bus.

A slender white hand stretched out to him: "I'll help you up." ”

The voice is thin and soft.

Zhao Yang looked over and only saw heavy bangs and a pointed chin.

"Thanks, I can do it myself." Zhao Yang refused, he held up the ground, and he wanted to stand up, but his waist twisted.

Zhao Yang fell back in a funny posture, like a big toad lying on the ground.

"Flutter."

A cheerful laugh rang out overhead.

Zhao Yang was so embarrassed that his ears were red, and he was strong enough to continue to get up, but he couldn't.

In the end, it was only with those thin white hands that he got up and sat down in the chair.

There was a burst of pinprick pain in his waist, and Zhao Yang couldn't help but inhale heavily.

"I've got a plaster here for you to try." The thin white hand took out a cloth bag that smelled of strong medicine.

Zhao Yang looked embarrassed to be seen by her, and put medicine sideways, but it was attached to the stool under his buttocks, and then turned around and covered it with his clothes.

"Thank you, it's much more comfortable." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

The thin white hand was very shy, lowered his head and pinched his fingers stiffly, and said softly, "You're welcome." ”

There was silence between the two.

Zhao Yang felt the increasingly exaggerated pain in his waist, and knew that he had to start with this sentence. I quickly thought about the accosting skills in my mind, but I don't know if it is the alienation of strength and even the alienation of the brain, Zhao Shao, who used to be suave, can't even think of how to chat with women.

He simply asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Xu Momo, Jasmine's Mo."

"What work do you do? Leave work so late. ”

"Sit, sit on the platform."

(End of chapter)