Zhou Yunwei immediately gave a thumbs up and raised an eyebrow: "Well done!"
A short while later, Qian Bolun came out of the residential area.
“Brothers, because there are so many of us, I bought a bus.” Qian Bolun took off his sunglasses, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he scanned the crowd before finally landing on Cheng Pingxi’s face.
"This...this person could be Wu Yue's top celebrity brother, Mr. Cheng Pingxi?"
Cheng Pingxi smiled slightly, though they couldn't see his entire face: "Hello, sorry to bother you."
Its tone is like fine wine, like pearls rolling onto a plate; it's incredibly pleasant to listen to.
Chamberlain stared at him for about four or five seconds.
He then handed over a notebook, his expression serious: "My sisters are all your fans, please help me sign this."
Zhou Yunwei, who was secretly pulling out her notebook, quietly handed over her own notebook as well, saying, "Me too."
Cheng Pingxi caught a glimpse of the slowly approaching bus out of the corner of his eye. "The bus is here. Let's get on first. We can sign the papers on the bus?"
"no problem."
Qian Bolun nodded, his eyes narrowing into slits with happiness.
[Cousin, do you know how hard it is to get your crush's autograph? If you can, I'll buy you a house.]
[Cousin, I want one too. If you can help me get it, I'll... I'll never speak ill of you to Uncle again.]
hey-hey.
Qian Bolun chuckled to himself.
Seven people got on the bus, and the driver said he needed to use the restroom and asked everyone to wait a while.
The group chose seats in the middle, and then took out various snacks and drinks they had bought at the supermarket the night before, laid them out on the small table, and began to chat.
Qian Bolun stared at Cheng Pingxi's autograph, while Zhou Yunwei stared intently at Cheng Pingxi's beauty after he took off his mask.
Soon, the bus started moving.
No one noticed anything was wrong.
As Que Guanghuai got up to get his luggage, his gaze inadvertently swept over the driver's seat, then he suddenly stopped, "Where's the driver?"
Song Wenzhi casually replied, "Didn't he go to the toilet?"
Qian Bolun rolled his eyes at Song Wenzhi: "Isn't the car moving? It must be back, in the driver's seat."
Que Guanghuai said tremblingly, "No, no... there's no one in the driver's seat..."
The steering wheel was moving, and the accelerator pedal was moving, but the driver's seat was empty.
Que Guanghuai walked back with trembling legs. As soon as he got close to Qian Bolun, he immediately hugged his arm and stopped moving. "Am I dreaming?"
The conversation between the three immediately attracted the attention of others.
Wu Yue first shook his head to show his respect.
Yan Chiyu said calmly, "Don't panic. He's just a driver who wants to repeat the driving actions he took before he died."
Everyone: "..."
Please don't talk about such terrible things in such a calm tone!!!
"So why is he just circling around here?" Apart from Yan Chiyu and Wu Yue, no one else could see the deceased dressed as a driver, and just imagining it was enough to send chills down their spines.
"Qian Bolun, send me your maternal grandmother's address."
"Okay, okay." Qian Bolun quickly sent the address to the group.
Yan Chiyu opened the map and entered the address. His long, slender, white fingers tapped the screen a few times, and he immediately pulled out a piece of white paper and a pen, drawing a map.
Wu Yue consciously stepped aside to let Yan Chiyu leave his seat.
The boy walked to the driver's seat and handed over the map.
He didn't speak.
But the people behind them inexplicably felt that they were having a conversation.
They all shook three times in unison, creating a very comical scene.
Song Wenzhi: "..." Although I've experienced it once, it's still so scary qwq.
Que Guanghuai: "..." Mom, why did I have to encounter this kind of thing?
Qian Bolun subconsciously glanced at Wu Yue. In his mind, Wu Yue was very powerful, but—
"Wu Yue, why are you shaking?"
"The air conditioning is a bit cold," the girl said without changing her expression.
Qian Bolun responded with an "oh".
Hmm... the frequency of this shaking is a bit off.
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