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The leisurely days quickly passed by. During this time, he spent quality moments with his parents and made many friends, making this winter break quite fulfilling and meaningful.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had gone by, and the winter break was coming to an end. After bidding farewell to his parents and friends, he set off alone on his journey back to school.
Due to the inconvenient transportation in the mountains, getting from there to school required taking a small vehicle to the city, then taking a long-distance bus to the city center before catching a flight directly to Nanjing. In fact, he could have easily had a Bird Demon take him; flying higher would mean no one could see clearly. Even if someone did catch a glimpse and took a photo, it wouldn’t matter—there are so many photos online, who can tell which ones are real?
Speaking of which, something interesting happened on the Long-Distance Bus. He was sitting by the window daydreaming when a young man boarded the bus and immediately started flirting with the Beautiful Driver.
“Thank you! It’s hard to wait for a bus out here in the wilderness; otherwise, I would have had to wait a long time,” said a twenty-something boy with a fair complexion and a somewhat frail appearance as he cheerfully got on the bus.
The Beautiful Driver smiled back, “No problem; it’s part of my job.”
“It’s not common to see a girl driving a bus,” the young man said, unable to resist stealing glances at the Beautiful Driver.
“Don’t underestimate women; I drive more steadily than those old drivers. Hold on tight; I’m about to start driving,” she replied with a smile.
“Oh, okay!” The young man quickly grabbed onto the handrail. The bus shook slightly before starting up. He looked around and noticed an ID badge hanging in front of the window, featuring a girl who bore some resemblance to the Female Driver but was much heavier.
“Is that you?” he asked.
“Yep.”
“It doesn’t look like you.”
“I lost weight,” the Female Driver said with a smile.
When the young man saw her smile, his eyes lit up as if he had encountered a goddess, and his heart raced. He wanted to find some excuse to strike up a conversation but didn’t know how to start. Anxiously fidgeting with his hands, he suddenly touched something familiar and felt a spark of inspiration.
"Excuse me, beautiful, do you mind if I smoke?" The young man looked at the Beautiful Driver with anticipation.
"Hi! You can smoke if you want," the Female Driver replied with a smile, indicating that she didn't mind.
This was quite awkward; he wasn't very good at socializing, and since the beautiful woman wasn't engaging him in conversation, what could he say? Although she wasn't talking, she was professional; after all, it's not good to chat while driving. But... he really had feelings for her! He wanted so much to be friends with her.
Helpless, he lit a cigarette to ease his worries. After standing for a while, the Beautiful Driver gently turned her head and said, "Don't just stand there; there's a seat in the back."
"Oh, okay." Reluctantly agreeing, the young man walked to Ye Mingshang's side and said, "Buddy, could you make some room?"
Ye Mingshang didn't respond but shifted inward a bit.
"Thanks, Buddy." The young man politely sat down but was still distracted, his eyes constantly glancing toward the Female Driver. Although Ye Mingshang was looking out the window, he could clearly feel the young man's actions and couldn't help but find it amusing. He actually wanted to help this young man, but who was he to talk? He wasn't good at socializing either; girls usually pursued him. Well, it might be a bit shameless, but it was the truth.
The car slowly drove along the country road as Ye Mingshang boredly watched the trees fade into the distance. The Female Driver wasn't exaggerating; she indeed drove very steadily, much more so than many experienced drivers. It is said that a truly good driver can keep a cup of water on the car without spilling it; even if the Female Driver couldn't reach that level, she was close.
The brief journey was not peaceful. When they reached an open area, the car stopped, and several men got in. The first two were young men, one of whom was quite muscular. They got into the car and looked around as if searching for seats. Just as the Female Driver was about to remind them that there were seats in the back, one of them suddenly pulled out a Watermelon Knife from his pocket and shouted, "Robbery! Hand over all your valuables!"
Ah!
This shout immediately drew everyone's attention to him. Looking at the shiny Watermelon Knife made everyone feel uneasy; they were all thinking, "Why did this have to happen to me? What bad luck..."
Behind the two young men, accompanied by two footsteps, a Little Black Fatty emerged from behind them. Although he wasn't tall, he had a strong presence that made people see him as the leader. He scanned the surroundings with fierce eyes and was about to speak when suddenly someone slapped him aside.
"You’re blocking my way! You idiot!" A short and somewhat frail middle-aged man stepped forward. The Little Black Fatty didn't dare to act tough and quickly nodded and offered a cigarette to the middle-aged man.
Alright then, I misjudged the situation; let's just pretend I never said anything...
The middle-aged man took a deep drag from his cigarette, exhaling the smoke onto Little Black Fatty's face. Although Little Black Fatty was cursing inwardly, he dared not complain and could only nod and smile.
The middle-aged man glanced around and lightly snorted, tilting his head towards Little Black Fatty.
Understanding the cue, Little Black Fatty stepped forward, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Everyone, as the saying goes, at home we rely on our parents, and outside we rely on friends. We brothers are a bit short on cash lately, so we hope you can help us out!"
After finishing his speech, Little Black Fatty was about to bow when he was abruptly slapped on the head, causing him to quickly cover it with his hands.
The middle-aged man shot him a sideways glance. "Damn it, why so much nonsense! Do you think this is a movie?" He then looked at the somewhat dazed crowd. "Listen up! I'm only here for money, not to hurt anyone. Hand over anything valuable!"
After that, he directed Little Black Fatty to collect money. Little Black Fatty took a bag and approached one person, extending it in front of him and asking him to drop his belongings inside. He then symbolically patted down the person before moving on.
When he reached a lean man in his thirties, he encountered resistance. The man firmly held onto his money, refusing to give it up. It wasn't that he valued money over his life; he had just taken the money from home to save in the city—his family's entire year's savings. It was hard for farmers to earn money; how could he let it be taken away so easily?
Seeing someone resist, the middle-aged man smirked at Big Guy beside him. Big Guy understood and moved in, pushing Little Black Fatty aside and beating up the lean man. In front of the shocked crowd, he even drew a little blood with a knife.
The middle-aged man exhaled a smoke ring and resumed his bravado. "Did you all see that? This is what happens! Hand over your money obediently; otherwise, I don't mind letting you see some red!"
Originally, the young man next to Ye Mingshang had planned to resist as well, but seeing what happened to the lean man made him timid. He thought to himself, "Damn it! A whole car of people afraid of four guys; if everyone united, what would they be afraid of?"
But despite his thoughts, when the bag was extended in front of him, he reluctantly placed his wallet inside. Ye Mingshang didn't make a fuss; in front of them, he took out his wallet and put all the cash inside. The middle-aged man merely glanced at it without saying anything. The young man felt regretful seeing Ye Mingshang comply; had he known earlier, he would have done the same. That wallet belonged to Aishima and cost nearly two hundred dollars; it contained his ID and bank cards. He really wanted it back but didn't dare say anything after glancing at the bleeding brother nearby.
Soon enough, Little Black Fatty had searched everyone and approached the middle-aged man with a bulging bag in hand. The middle-aged man casually checked it and nodded in satisfaction before signaling for them to leave.
Little Black Fatty pretended to be authoritative and waved his hand. "Withdraw!"
Just as they took two steps forward, he nearly bumped into Giant ahead of him and curiously sidestepped. He then noticed that the middle-aged man hadn't left but was instead staring eagerly at the female driver in the driver's seat.
The Female Driver felt very uncomfortable under his gaze, shifting her body nervously and praying in her heart for him to leave her alone and not have any thoughts about her.
However, reality often contradicts ideals. The man's eyes were already filled with desire, and when he saw her shift, his gaze followed, taking in her well-proportioned figure that even thick clothing couldn't hide, along with her delicate face. His heart raced with excitement as he grabbed the Female Driver and pulled her outside.
"What are you doing? Let me go! You've already taken the money; what more do you want?!" The Female Driver was alarmed and struggled to break free, regretting her decision to lose weight.
But as a woman, she lacked the strength of a man. Coupled with the Giant's size, she was quickly dragged out of the car. Little Black Fatty hurriedly chased after them, saying, "Big brother, you can't do this! Even thieves have their principles!"
Little Black Fatty still had some humanity left in him, but the middle-aged man, driven by lust, kicked Little Black Fatty aside and continued to drag the Female Driver toward a nearby thicket.
The young man in the car couldn't sit still upon seeing the Female Driver being dragged away. However, there were too many of them for him to handle alone. He sighed, wishing he had trained harder to avoid such a predicament.
Despite his fear, seeing the Female Driver struggle and scream made his heart ache like being pricked by needles. He unconsciously stood up. Knowing he was no match for them, he glanced around at the others in the car, only to find everyone looking down and pretending not to see. This infuriated him. "What’s wrong? Why is everyone just sitting there?!"
Hearing the young man's question, a Farmer Brother attempted to stand up but was pulled back by his Fat Woman, shaking his head with a look of cowardice. It was clear that he feared his wife more than the robbers. He shot an apologetic glance at the young man before lowering his head again.
Everyone in the car turned a blind eye to the situation, which made the young man realize how cold-hearted people could be. Frustrated, he muttered under his breath, "Fine, just fine."
With that thought fueling his determination, he got out of the car. But after taking just a couple of steps, he was blocked by the Giant. Looking up at this tall and strong figure made him feel intimidated.
(To be continued.)
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