I am a salesperson, and my daily job is to go everywhere in various counties to promote our company's products and discuss business. That day, after I negotiated business in a small county town far away from the city, it was already dark, and I waited for the bus to the city unde

I am a salesperson, and my daily job is to go everywhere in every county to sell my company's products and discuss business. That day, after I negotiated business in a small county town far away from the city, it was already dark, and I waited for the bus to the city under the roadside stop sign. There is also a mother and daughter next to her, who should be waiting for the car. I didn't pay attention to them, and I was playing with my phone.

After a while, a gray bus drove slowly over. When I saw that it was not my bus, I looked up and saw that there was no light in the car, only the two headlights in front were on. When the mother and daughter saw that the car they were waiting for came, they hugged the little girl on the bus. The car door was opened, but the light inside the car was still not on. As soon as the little girl got on the bus, I heard the little girl crying loudly in a high-pitched voice, but she was still carried by her mother to the car. The little girl cried and shouted:

"I want to get off! I want to get off!"

The door was closed, and the car started slowly. The more the little girl cried, the louder the voice became. After the car started and walked for about ten meters, it stopped again. My mother got out of the car with the little girl in her arms. I saw the terrified expression on the face of the little girl in my arms. Getting out of the car, my mother held the little girl and cursed at the inside: "If you don't take this bus, you will have to wait for an hour after getting off the bus. You are really not worry-free." After saying that, the two of them sat next to me again, and my mother continued to scold the little girl. At this time, the little girl suddenly stopped crying, quietly hid in her mother's arms, and said, "Mom, I'm afraid!"

I also felt strange, so I stepped forward and said hello to the little girl

"Little sister, why are you disobedient? It's dark now. If you don't take the bus, you won't be able to go home tonight!"

The little girl raised her head from her mother's arms, looked at me, and said, "Uncle, I'm afraid. I saw that there was no head in the car, I'm afraid!"

The girl's mother said, "The child is talking nonsense, how can a person have no head? When the next bus comes, if you cry again, your mother will hit you."

The little girl stopped talking and immediately buried her head in her mother's arms. I asked the girl's mother where she was going. I happened to be on the same road as the girl's mother's house. The bus I was waiting for happened to pass by their town. After a while, the car I was waiting for came, and the mother and daughter got on the bus with me. I looked back and observed the little girl, but this time, she didn't cry or make a fuss. She was quietly held by her mother and sat next to me.

The car started and left. I looked at the dark night on the roadside and the dim lights in the distance. I couldn't help but think of the hard work now. The little girl sat in her mother's arms, playing with the toys in her hand, and her mother closed her eyes and rested. After a while. The car stopped, and I saw a row of traffic jams in front of me. I thought, it was too late to get home this time. I don’t know when it will be done.

I heard people outside the car say that a passenger car hit a oncoming cement car not far ahead. The car was crushed and everyone inside was dead. The police were blocking the road and were at the survey site. I opened the window and asked the person:

"Brother, what kind of car was hit?"

The person said: "It's the bus to the county next door. The person in the car was hit so hard that his head was broken!"

The name of the county town he said happened to be the bus that the little girl couldn't get on. I turned around and looked at the girl and her mother. Her mother also looked at me, and the surprised expression on her face was still indescribable. We looked at the little girl in her arms, and she was still playing with the toys in her hand, laughing at the same time. The girl's mother kissed the child on the forehead and hugged the girl tightly. I was very complicated at this time and received materialist education since I was a child, but when this happened, I had deep doubts in my heart.