An hour and a half later, Lu Xingyun and his companion arrived at the North City Bus Terminal.

After thanking Lu Xingyun for his kindness in accompanying her, Yuan Qingli wandered alone among the buses with different route numbers, and finally found an old bus painted green in a corner.

Above it was an advertisement for "Hao Piao Liang Plastic Surgery Hospital".

Yuan Qingli stared at the skull-like face that was touted as a plastic surgery template, but she really couldn't see any difference.

But I must say, the skeleton is symmetrical, every inch is just right, without any excess fleshiness.

In fact, they didn't have any meat either.

Two curved beams, resembling parabolas from the top of the bus, extend from the roof and are adorned with two bright red lights.

Even in broad daylight, let alone before dawn, these two lamps would look quite eerie.

Yuan Qingli even doubted whether she had gone there to pick up people...

The front door of the bus was open, and she swam in as nimbly as a fish.

The car key was already in the ignition. After getting into the car, Yuan Qingli looked around twice. The interior decorations were no different from what she saw in the real world.

The only problem is that she has never driven it before.

So, I spent another ten minutes getting used to the operation.

The car slowly began to move, turned out of the bus stop gate, and after only two steps, it stumbled and came to a stop.

"Bang bang bang".

"Can you even drive? Hurry up!" The dispatcher in uniform roared from outside the car window. "What's wrong with HR these days? They hired such a young female driver."

The dispatcher glanced up, then turned and left, muttering, "Damn, and it's so ugly."

Fortunately, Yuan Qingli had already gotten used to the aesthetics here, and after stalling several times, the bus steadily moved forward.

The red headlights, like two eyes, pierced through the misty streets in the early morning, glistening with a few drops of moisture.

At first, the first two stops were deserted. Yuan Qingli, who had mastered how to drive skillfully, never stopped speeding as long as she was alive.

Finally, we arrived at the third stop, and people came.

The gray-white glass window reflected the passenger's somewhat thin figure.

He was a boy holding a basketball, his left leg of his school uniform pants neatly rolled up, while his right leg was rolled up twice, revealing his lean, wheat-colored ankle.

Yuan Qingli pressed the door open button.

The boy boarded the bus through the front door and tossed coins into the coin box with two soft thuds.

Yuan Qingli, who hadn't seen it clearly and mistook it for a basketball, realized that she had been too naive.

This isn't a ball, it's a giant eyeball!

The black and white pupils moved nimbly, seemingly peering at everything around them from within the boy's arms.

Yuan Qingli's eyes met the school uniform boy's without her noticing. As a driver, she should show her kind and approachable side to the passengers.

Then, a smile curved her lips. It was like a gentle spring breeze, refreshing and delightful.

In an instant, Yuan Qingli received a disdainful glare.

"Driver, please wear a mask next time you go out, for everyone's sake," the boy in school uniform kindly reminded him.

Yuan Qingli felt that she wasn't actually that angry.

She parked the car, unbuckled her seatbelt, stood up, and nimbly lifted her leg.

Caught off guard, the school uniform-wearing boy was pulled back by something and landed back at the dock.

A dull pain shot through his lower abdomen. He looked up in surprise and discomfort, and then roared angrily.

"Ugly monster, what are you doing! Why did you kick me!"

"Little brother, you're not getting on the bus right, get on again."

Yuan Qingli returned to the driver's seat, fastened her seatbelt again, and chuckled lightly, "I'm sorry, I have to carry so many passengers every day, it's inevitable that I'll encounter some who slipped through the net of nine years of compulsory education. Sometimes I just can't help but get excited. Please forgive me, please get back in the car."

"Fine, I won't sit down!" The boy in school uniform exclaimed angrily, stomping his feet on the spot.

But the black and white eyes in his arms disagreed with him, rolling straight out of the boy's arms and bouncing onto the steps covered with dust and dirt from shoe soles.

In the time it took to yawn twice, it rolled into the bus and found a seat on its own.

The boy in school uniform had no choice but to get on the bus in a huff and stomp his feet hard twice.

Seeing Yuan Qingli's malicious smile, he glared at her and said, "I paid for it!"