In addition to the crackling sound of the rainstorm beating the window, everything around is quiet and strange.
The kind of quiet without any sound, oppressive, suffocating, hairy at the bottom of my heart, madness and even mental collapse.
In a noisy place on weekdays, at night, when there is no one, it is actually more terrible.
It's like all the lively people and things disappear in an instant. It's dark all around, quiet suffocation, leaving you alone.
That feeling really drives people crazy.
The heavy rain washed the windows, the road ahead was blurred, and the dim light cast by the street lights on both sides of the road was gloomy and depressed.
The darker it is, the more people like to be close to light.
But at the moment, the distorted and dim light can not give people any sense of security, only endless strange gloom.
Because of the rainstorm, all around is a blur, followed by a hundred ghosts chasing the car. This sense of oppression of life and death seems to make all the ghosts in the car feel something. Raising their heads, which have been lowered, is conveying restless emotions.
Dye Bai leaned against the driver's seat, with her pale and slender hands holding the steering wheel. A pair of cool demon governance eyes like Obsidian looked at the front. The eyes were dark and deep, and the bottom of the eyes was a ghost. The bloody red lips slowly aroused a smile of lazy evil spirit.
"Stand up." she said lazily to Nan wine.
Nan wine's thin and purplish red lips raised a clever smile, held one side of the handle, and his long eyelashes flickered, "little sister, you can relax."
Dye Bai didn't speak any more. She leaned lazily there and suddenly stepped on the accelerator. The car body was like a tight string. It was ready to start at a touch and galloped out. The wheels suddenly slid across the ground, making a strange sound of friction, and disappeared in place in the blink of an eye.
This violent action made many "people" in the car lean forward and almost hit the front seat.
Gu Lanxi twitched at the corner of his mouth and looked at the very stable teenager who had been reminded to stand by the dyed white.
Seeing that ranbai didn't say a word to himself, the corners of his mouth twitched again.
Lanyan is a disaster, isn't it?
This evil face age.
Well, Gu Lanxi doesn't know what to say. Looking at the young man, he is very soft, cute and harmless, but Gu Lanxi always feels something is wrong. There is an unspeakable feeling in his heart.
Like, like
Gu Lanxi racked his brains,
Yes, it's like a sense of danger under disguise.
Inexplicable danger!
But Gu Lanxi hesitated. Would he think too much? This boy can't be in too much danger, can he?
After a while, Gu Lanxi will be very sure and affirm his current idea!
The car body accelerates. The last bus of No. 44, which was already dilapidated, now swings more and makes a strange sound of stabbing.
People who listen to it are frightened and afraid that the car will be scrapped in the next second.
In particular, the driver is distressed and eager to look at the position of the driver's seat.
His car, his car.
It's said that you don't know how to be sincere until you lose it. Now the driver really understands this sentence.
The driver vowed that if he could be a driver again, he must take babe's own car and do his work diligently and gingerly!
Because of the violent driving, the whole body was shaky. Dyeing white didn't care about these at all. Instead, he continued to step on the accelerator and jerk the steering wheel forward.
The car body is like a sharp arrow, whizzing and disappearing on the silent road.