"I'm a bus driver. Yes, you can call me a driver …"
Wu Bin subconsciously blurted out this sentence. He blurted it out as if he had said it hundreds of times, tens of thousands of times, and was already used to it.
Moreover, Wu Bin subconsciously didn't want to say his name. Vaguely, he seemed to remember that someone had warned him not to reveal his name.
"Driver, is it really okay for you not to drive?" someone asked.
It was one thing for the driver not to drive, but why did he even give up his seat to a patient?
Wu Bin did not know how to answer. Although he was the driver, the bus seemed to know how to drive itself. He did not need to drive at all. Besides, he did not know how to drive!
Wu Bin didn't answer. He continued walking. After a few steps, he saw a prisoner in prison uniform sitting on a seat. This prisoner looked thin and weak, and he had a gentle demeanor. He didn't match the image of a prisoner in Wu Bin's memory at all.
The prisoner smiled at Wu Bin and said, "Are you interested in hearing my story?"
Wu Bin rejected him. "No."
The prisoner was speechless.
Wu Bin explained, "I don't have time to listen to your story. The bus should be arriving soon."
The prisoner nodded. "I see. That's true …"
Another person at the back of the bus asked, "Why did you say there was no time?"
Wu Bin was stunned. In fact, he did not know why he had said that. He had just subconsciously decided that there was no time.
"I don't know," Wu Bin answered honestly.
The people in the bus suddenly fell silent again. Everyone seemed to be thinking about something. Their eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.
"Why am I sitting in the bus?" someone asked.
"Where does this bus go?" someone asked.
"Is this the first time everyone has taken this bus?" someone else asked.
Wu Bin suddenly replied, "Yes, this is the first time everyone has taken this bus. It will also be the last time."
The people in the bus fell silent again. It was as if Wu Bin was the terminator of the atmosphere. He was a genius at talking. As long as he opened his mouth, the topic would not continue.
Someone leaned against the window and looked for a long time before saying, "I can't see anything. I can't even see my own face. It's weird. Is this glass?"
Someone carefully touched the window for a long time before saying, "The window seems to be locked."
They observed the car again, and then someone said, "There's only one door, and it won't open until we arrive at the station?"
"Where's the end?" someone asked.
The people in the car fell silent again, as if they had thought of something bad.
The bus seemed to be unusually long. Wu Bin walked for a long time before he reached the back of the bus. There were four people sitting at the back of the bus, two men and two women.
The two men were about thirty-five years old, and the two women were very young. They seemed to be high school students.
A girl asked, "Driver, are you here to check your ticket? Do I need to buy a ticket? "
Wu Bin looked back, but he didn't see the coin box or the card reader. This bus doesn't seem to be charging. Is it free?
"It should be free," Wu Bin replied.
The girl showed a somewhat miserable expression. She said, "I hope you will kick me out because you think I don't have a ticket."
An old man sitting in the back asked, "Driver, do you want to ride? I can give you my seat. "
An old man giving up his seat to a driver? That can't be right. Although this car is self-driving, it shouldn't make an old man give up his seat, right?
"No need," Wu Bin said.
There was suddenly silence in the bus. Everyone seemed to not know what to say, so they could only remain silent.
However, at this moment, the bus suddenly began to slow down. Everyone became nervous. Is it the stop?
Everyone argued and looked out of the bus. Then, they saw the stop sign. There were seven or eight people waiting under the stop sign.
It was the stop, but it didn't seem to be the terminal.
The bus stopped, but no one got off. It should be because it hadn't reached the destination. The seven or eight people walked up, but there were no empty seats in the bus.
The seven or eight people seemed to be more confused than the people in the bus. They got on the bus with a confused look and even asked, "Where does this bus go?"
Wu Bin replied, "I don't know."
Someone asked, "Who are you?"
Wu Bin answered this time, "I'm a bus driver. You can call me driver."
The seven or eight people were even more confused. Shouldn't a driver be driving? Why is he standing here?
At this time, a female college student suddenly said, "Grandma, I'll give you my seat."
Although she said so, she didn't move. She still sat upright until the old grandma said, "Thank you, little girl."
As soon as the old lady finished her sentence, the female student's body suddenly trembled. Then, she stood up. She didn't even have time to react to the sudden turn of events. When she could move her body, she couldn't wait to get out of the car. As she climbed up, she screamed.
As her screams became smaller and smaller, she ran further and further away.
The more Wu Bin thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. This scene was too familiar to him, but he just couldn't remember.
"Does no one know where this bus goes?" someone asked.
Wu Bin was about to say that he didn't know, but this time he suddenly changed his words. "I'll get off and look at the stop sign."
With that, he got off the bus. There was a faint light at the stop sign. Other than that, it was dark everywhere. He couldn't see anything. The sky was also dark, as if it was shrouded in fog.
Wu Bin came to the stop sign and looked carefully, but there was nothing on the stop sign. There wasn't even an advertisement. It was just an ordinary stop sign.
At this moment, the bus door suddenly closed. Then, the bus began to slowly accelerate.
The bus was very quiet. Whether it accelerated or decelerated, there was no sound at all. Also, something was very wrong.
'The driver hasn't gotten on the bus yet! Why did the bus drive away on its own? '
However, for some reason, Wu Bin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the bus drive away. He thought about it and started to walk back.
The ground under his feet was hard, but because there was no light, he couldn't see the road at all. He didn't even know if he was walking in a straight line or if he was walking back.
However, at that moment, another bus drove over. The bus was silent, and it didn't even have any lights on. If it wasn't for a person carrying a backpack in the bus who turned on a flashlight, Wu Bin wouldn't even have noticed it.
Wu Bin hid at the side and waited for the bus to drive past. However, the moment the bus passed him, he suddenly remembered something.
"I'm the driver of this bus, and a person can only take this bus once in their life, and that's when they're about to die."
The patient, the prisoner, the people on the bus, they … They're all people who are about to die.
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