Chapter Three: A mushroom-cooling night ride in a long-distance private car is more exciting than you think

It was already dark and I missed the high-speed train home due to traffic jams on the road. At this time, a great uncle who was shouting came forward and asked, "Do you want a car?" She looked at the time and determined once again that there was no car.

For the first time, she sat in a private car, clutching her bag tightly in the corner. Think back to the various versions of stories about private cars that are always smashed around you. Some slaughter customers, some throw guests halfway, and some are cruel... Stop, stop, can't think anymore, it will arrive in a moment, and you must believe that there are still good people.

Slowly, drowsily hazy, she called out to herself vigorously, but her eyes did not listen to the call of Tara on her eyes. She was really sleepy and seemed to be a child who hadn't slept in months. Can't sleep, don't sleep, hold on a little longer, and it's here. "A girl is out there, learn to take care of herself," Mom's words rang in her ears. I have been confused and struggling.

Suddenly, I heard the driver master say that Majiawan had arrived. With misty eyes, she looked around, not like the highway intersection she had imagined. She asked the master again, "Are you sure it's here?" None of them had lights, and it was pitch black. The master replied impatiently: "Yes, this is the toll booth in the past, and it is useless now, so it looks more absurd." After saying that, the master drove away. Leaving her alone, in a daze around the suitcase, she glanced at the time, and it was already eleven thirty o'clock in the evening.

The cold wind blows on the branches next to it, adding a bit of coolness to the night. She inflated herself, dragged her heavy suitcase, and turned on the flashlight, but the light was too faint to see anything around, and she shivered. No one has ever walked the night road since I was a child, and no one has ever walked in such a dark place at night. But if she didn't leave, she was alone here, once again shaking up her courage. Listen to the driver's master and keep going.

She wanted to cry without tears, to cry every day, to call the earth, to call, but she didn't know who to call, and no one could take her away. In this way, she dragged her suitcase, while crying, she kept running forward, not daring to look back, and the slightest movement of the branches next to her made her shake for three minutes. Not knowing how long it had been running, she didn't remember anymore, and when she saw the light, she smiled.