At this time, Xue Tong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also spoke: "Listen, boss."
Okay, now that both of them have spoken.
The driver said nothing more and stopped the car in front of the woman on the roadside.
Wang Qing looked at the woman on the roadside, rolled down the car window, and stuck her head out.
"Sister, where are you going?"
The woman on the roadside lowered her head, her face obscured by her thick hair.
A hoarse voice came from the long hair, and the throat seemed to have been polished thousands of times with rough sandpaper: "Rest in Cemetery."
When the woman said this, Wang Qing smiled and said, "We are just on our way. We are also going to the Cemetery of Peace. Let me give you a ride."
The woman nodded slowly.
Wang Qing opened the car door enthusiastically and greeted her: "Come up quickly."
The woman said nothing and sat in the car silently.
The driver raised his head and glanced at the rearview mirror, from which he could clearly see the movement behind him.
The woman got into the car, and her red velvet skirt looked a little dark and black due to the lighting problem in the car, like a pool of solidified blood.
She lowered her head, her hair was thick, and her face could not be seen clearly.
His back was straight, his hands were folded on his knees, he was sitting upright, and his wrists were shining with a faint silver light.
The driver looked away, started the engine, and continued driving towards the Cemetery of Rest.
Wang Qing was sitting next to the woman and couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look at her.
"Are you going to the resting place cemetery too?" The atmosphere was awkwardly silent, and Wang Qing took the initiative to break the silence.
The woman nodded slightly and said nothing.
Wang Qing felt a little strange in his heart.
But she couldn't explain the source of this strangeness.
Seeing that the woman didn't seem to be interested in talking to him, Wang Qing was too embarrassed to talk to her anymore, so she simply said to the driver: "Can you please turn on the stereo?"
Then he asked the other people in the car: "You don't mind, do you?"
The woman in the red dress slowly shook her head.
Xue Tong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, still said the same thing: "Listen, boss."
The driver turned on the car stereo.
The voice of a Qingyue female host came from inside:
"Dear friends, Happy Township Amusement Park will be grandly opened in the near future. Here you will have a trip full of joy, excitement and horror..."
At this time, the woman in the red dress sitting next to Wang Qing suddenly spoke with a hoarse voice: "Change the channel."
The driver was stunned for a moment and looked at Wang Qing.
Wang Qing: "Change it, change it."
The driver switched to the next station.
"Good soil is a must for growing corpse roses..."
The woman in the red dress spoke again: "Change the channel."
The driver had to change the channel again.
This time, the speaker made an electric sound of "blah blah blah", as if it was looking for the right frequency.
Finally, a minute later, a cold and mechanical male voice came from inside:
"A sexual incident occurred in our city half a month ago. A woman and her husband had a quarrel on their way home from visiting relatives. The husband brutally killed his wife and threw her body into the wilderness."
"Later, the husband surrendered, but the body was never found. The woman was about 28 or 29 years old, with fair skin and long hair. According to the oral confession, the woman was wearing a red dress that day and had a silver bracelet on her wrist... If any. Anyone with knowledge, please provide relevant clues as soon as possible..."
Wang Qing listened to the news report coming from the speaker.
There was a bit of indignation on his face.
"It's so abominable!"
The woman in the red dress raised her head slightly and said in a faint voice, "You think it's disgusting too?"
Wang Qing clenched his fists and said angrily: "Of course! He would kill someone just for a quarrel. This man is too scumbag!"
The shoulders of the woman in the red dress trembled, and from under her thick long hair, she made a sound that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
Wang Qing looked at the woman in surprise when he heard the scary laughter.
Soon, she realized something.
Could it be that the woman in front of me has also been hurt by a man?
Otherwise, why would there be such a strange reaction?
Wang Qing looked at the woman in front of him carefully.
Suddenly, I remembered something.
She saw it on the news not long ago:
A man was driving his wife back to his hometown. As soon as the car got onto the highway, the man had a conflict with his wife and kicked her out of the car, leaving her alone on the road. There is no village in the front and no store in the back.
Could it be said that the woman in front of me encountered a situation similar to this?
The more Wang Qing thought about it, the more he felt that his speculation was reasonable.
How could a normal person be alone, wandering on such a remote road waiting for a bus?
He must have been kicked off in the middle of the ride!
Thinking of this, the indignation in Wang Qing's heart suddenly became stronger.
"Sister, listen to me! This kind of man is really a scumbag!"
Wang Qing held the hand of the woman in the red dress and felt a biting chill coming from the palm of his hand.
have a look! It’s such a cold day and you leave your wife on the road! My hands are so cold!
Wang Qing covered the cold hands with his own body temperature, and at the same time persuaded: "You can't have this kind of man again. You should separate from him when you go back!"
The woman in the red dress was stunned.
He moved his arm, trying to take his hand out of Wang Qing's hand.
Twitched twice, no twitching.
He had no choice but to stop his movements and continue to lower his head.
From under the messy long hair, a slightly altered laugh came out, like a night owl, hoarse and harsh.
"Haha, it is indeed impossible for us to be together again."
Wang Qing grabbed the woman in the red dress's hand harder.
"Yes, that's how it should be!"
Wang Qing shook the hand of the woman in the red dress vigorously, expressing his satisfaction and approval for the sister's clear mind.
"I'll break up with him and divorce him when I get back!"
"divorce?"
The woman in the red dress repeated these two words playfully, her shoulders shaking more and more, and a sharp laugh squeezed out of her throat.
"Divorce...hehehe, there is no way to divorce...because..."
Before the woman finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wang Qing.
Wang Qing let go of the woman's hands and slapped her on the shoulder.
"Why can't we get a divorce? This is a new era, and women have the right to file for divorce!"
"I really care about those rumors. Only you know whether a woman is living well or not. You are not living for others!"
"Sister, don't worry! If you are afraid that you will not have a job after the divorce and will not be able to make money to support yourself, I can also provide you with one!"
"Work, work?"
The laughter in the woman's throat suddenly stopped.
As he laughed, his trembling shoulders calmed down.
Under the long hair, a pair of eyes stared blankly at Wang Qing through the thick hair.
"That's right!" Wang Qing waved his hand, the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up, and he grinned, "I haven't introduced you yet, I am the farmer of Tomorrow Farm, Wang Qing!"
