Sun Qiangwei glanced at the young man on the right, but he still had no reaction at all. Sun Qiangwei became even more angry. He yelled at the man on the left: "I told you that I have a boyfriend, you Why are you still bothering me?"
Not only was Sun Bin not angry, but he was laughed at. He bowed his head to the girl in a gentlemanly manner and said in an apologetic tone: "I'm sorry for making you angry."
Sun Bin returned to his seat, but it was obvious that he could not just give up. This long-distance bus drove from Jiangbei City to Gaoxian County, with a distance of seven to eight hundred miles. It would take at least ten hours to drive, so there was plenty of time. .
Speaking of which, the smell of gasoline in the car was too strong. It had been less than three hours since Sun Qiangwei got in the car in the afternoon, and she was already dizzy and uncomfortable. She was not even in the mood to care about anything else that made her upset. , it’s best not to say a word to him all the way.
The scenery outside the car has always maintained relatively flat farmland and wilderness. The weeds in those fields grow as tall as giant reeds. However, perhaps the world is too vast. From a distance, you can't see many ups and downs. It just keeps going. extending into the distance,
Arriving at the very far place where the sky and the earth meet, a red sun reflected half of the sky in a cloud of red clouds.
A long trip will always make people feel tired and hard in the evening, especially when it is almost five o'clock. To be more precise, Shen Jie glanced at the time in the center of the front of the car:
16:51
Looking out from the window, the entire old service area was filled with vehicles of all sizes. Many people casually found a curb to suck pickled cabbage noodles from the tube boxes.
There are new long-distance buses coming in from outside at any time, and there are cars leaving at any time. These men and women dressed in the late 1990s, many of them with their families, looked particularly lively. .
In the car, a little boy of eight or nine years old slowly walked from the passage to the front door of the long-distance bus. His entire face was pale, and it was extremely difficult to even move.
Behind him and his mother, there was a young man in his thirties urging in a thick local dialect: "Walk faster, you're walking so slowly. It would be great if you got off the car when we all pass by."
The people behind were very impatient. The little boy was in a very bad state. He could no longer bear the feeling of dizziness and death. He vomited out a lot of things.
"It will make you feel better after you spit it out." The little boy's mother said, although she felt a little sick, but it belonged to her eldest son.
But the people behind him were still urging me, and the little boy didn’t want to stay in the car for a moment longer. He took two steps forward, but his stomach was still very blocked, and he vomited a big mouthful.
Now even the driver, who was in his forties, couldn't stand it anymore and complained very much: "Get off the car and throw up again. What you are doing now is so disgusting."
This time, the narrow corridor was extremely dirty, and there was a strange smell.
Qiangwei and Shen Jie, who were sitting in the front row, both looked back.
After the little boy vomited several times, he had no strength left in his body, and he was extremely cold, but the dizzy feeling in his head was a little better.
He was supported by the thirty-year-old mother and walked under the car. The middle-aged driver behind him reminded loudly: "Watch the license plate. You must be back in half an hour. Don't take the wrong car."
The little boy was brought to the plant fence surrounded by oblong concrete by his mother. He could not smell the smell of gasoline, and the cool air blew on him. At this moment, he was shivering from the cold, and her mother was also afraid of being frozen. The son quickly wrapped the cotton coat in his arms around him and asked with a loving look on his face: "Is it still cold?"
"Where is my dad?"
The little boy looked outside. There were big cars everywhere, and there were all kinds of people. The environment was so strange, and he looked confused and at a loss.
After waiting there for a while, a man in his thirties walked over from the crowd in the service area and said to the little boy's mother: "Take little Kaizi to use the toilet first."
"He had a lot of food just now, and all the food he had for lunch came out." The young mother complained.
The little boy was held by his father. He saw those squatting over there eating instant noodles. The aroma filled the air. He was a little envious. He had never eaten this kind of noodles before, and he knew it would take several seconds. How can you afford it for 1 yuan a bucket?
"No one in our family is well, we all get motion sickness." The little boy's father looked at his son's weak appearance and quickly wrapped his clothes tighter. He said loudly to the woman behind him, "Follow me. Okay, don’t get lost. I’ll sell it to you when the time comes.”
"You sold it to me. This son is the only one in our family that is worth some money." The woman replied.
There were so many people around, and there were voices everywhere and the constant hum of cars on standby. From time to time, there was a high-pitched horn of a large truck.
Qiangwei felt that this place was definitely the busiest place in the surrounding area. She watched the young father, his wife and child walk into the open space between the other two large cars and walked towards the inside of the service area.
At this moment, she suddenly found that the guy next to her who was looking out the window finally looked at her.
"Why don't you get out of the car?"
