I clearly remember that there was no one in the back seat last night. If there really was, then what exactly is this girl in the white dress?
Thinking of this, I felt a jolt in my heart and a chill ran down my spine. Could I have encountered a ghost? Otherwise, it just doesn't make sense.
No wonder the pedals felt so heavy last night, like I was pulling a truck full of packages.
Moreover, the journey was quiet, and even the three vicious dogs from Liuluo Village did not appear.
The thought that I had brought back something unclean made my heart pound. Even though it was broad daylight, a chill still ran through me.
"Ahem, Auntie, I have to go to work, or I'll be late." I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, not daring to tell Auntie about my ghost encounter, and hurriedly rode away on my electric scooter.
I was completely dazed the whole way, and almost got into several car accidents. How could I have encountered something unclean out of the blue?
Where did that girl in the white dress go? Did she really go home with me?
Could it be related to the pain in my left eye last night? But that doesn't make sense. Why didn't I notice her sitting in the back seat later?
In a daze, I found myself at the traffic lights at the crossroads. I glanced at the spot where the girl in the white dress had stood last night, and her image inexplicably flashed into my mind. I could almost see her smiling at me and giggling. A chill ran down my spine, and goosebumps rose all over my body. I slapped myself hard across the face, drawing curious stares from the other people waiting at the traffic lights.
I ignored the people around me and waited for the green light to come on. Then I started to turn right on my electric bike and headed towards the town's post office and courier station.
When I arrived at the courier station, I was almost late. I absentmindedly swiped my card, which made Zhang Guangyin, who was standing in front of the card machine, grit his teeth.
"Hmph, Zuo Changming, why are you so late today? You look terrible. Did you encounter a ghost last night?" Zhang Guangyin sneered, his face full of sarcasm.
I walked toward the sorting room with my head down, too lazy to even talk to Zhang Guangyin.
"Just you wait, I'll catch you someday."
I heard Zhang Guangyin muttering to himself behind me, but my mind was filled with thoughts of the girl in the white dress, and the more I thought about it, the more flustered I became.
"Could it be that my wife and I were mistaken, and there was no girl in a white dress at all?" I muttered to myself, head down. Yes, that must be it, otherwise why didn't I see her on the way back?
But that doesn't make sense. How could my third aunt and I see the same person at the same time?
"You said that holding hands was a promise, but darling, that's not love..."
Just as I was anxiously thinking, my cell phone rang in my pocket, startling me from my already tense state.
I thought someone was calling to urge me to deliver the package, so I took out my phone and answered without even looking at it, saying, "Hello, which village are you from? The package is being sorted and won't be delivered anytime soon."
"Are you fucking crazy? What did you say to me on the phone last night?"
Are you cursing me, or do you have a grudge against me and are deliberately trying to mess with me?
I was harshly scolded by a deep male voice on the phone, but out of professionalism, I didn't get angry. Instead, I took a deep breath and tried to remain friendly, saying, "Sir, please don't be angry. I will deliver your package soon."
"Delivery, delivery my ass! You said last night that my daughter was waiting for me at the traffic light. Are you deliberately trying to mess with me? My only daughter died in a car accident at the traffic light a week ago! You bastard, you'll die a horrible death, you'll see the ghosts sooner or later!" The middle-aged man shouted and cursed loudly on the other end of the phone.
His scolding made my head buzz. I put down my phone with trembling hands, glanced at the caller ID, and almost dropped it.
"I'm sorry, I was drunk last night and made those random calls."
"You son of a bitch, you'll see a ghost sooner or later..."
I really didn't want to listen to the other person's cursing, so I hung up the phone haphazardly.
I held my phone to my chest, and I could clearly hear my heart beating.
I checked my call log from last night. I did make a call for the girl in the white dress, but after I said one sentence, my phone died, and then I went home.
This morning when I turned on my phone, I received text messages from the same number that had called. The man said his only daughter had died in a car accident at a traffic light.
I suddenly remembered that about a week ago, I seemed to have heard that there had been a car accident at the traffic lights, and a young female college student had died.
I was busy delivering packages and didn't have the time or inclination to find out about these things.
I had an idea, so I picked up my phone, opened the local website, and quickly started browsing.
When I flipped to the news about the car accident at the intersection, my eyes widened.
At 5 p.m. on Friday, a serious traffic accident occurred at a traffic light. A female college student in a white dress tragically died. I had no mood to read the text and quickly scrolled down. When I saw the photos from the scene, I felt like I had been struck by lightning.
At the accident scene, a girl in a white dress had half her body crushed by a dump truck. Although her face was blurred, I would still recognize that white dress and that red backpack even if they were reduced to ashes.
She was wearing a white dress and carrying a red backpack, looking exactly like the girl I saw last night.
I was sweating profusely. I never thought I would actually encounter something unclean last night. But why did it choose me over everyone else?
I scrolled down and saw the comments below.
It turns out that the girl's name is Ma Jiajie. She is from Mawu Village, 20 years old, and a freshman in college. She was on vacation and got off the bus at the crossroads to wait for her father to come out and pick her up.
I continued scrolling down, reading through the comments one by one.
"I know Ma Jiajie. She was from our village. She was very beautiful. It's a pity that she passed away so young."
"Hmph, it's all those dump trucks' fault. They always drive so fast, either rushing to their own death or sending someone else to their death."
"I heard that the dump truck driver had been drinking, and the insurance company refused to pay. The driver was also a gambler with a ton of debt. Even if he sold the truck, it wouldn't be enough to pay the debt."
"What a wonderful girl! What good is money now that she's gone?"
"Sigh, that intersection was never clean to begin with. Every year, one or two people would die or get injured. I thought that installing a traffic light would make things a little better, but what's going to happen will still happen."
"Legend has it that when the main road was being built, a road worker died mysteriously. After that, his pregnant wife also hanged herself there. Every year since then, people have seen something unclean at that intersection."
"Alright, alright, are you ever going to stop? It's the 21st century now. Even a child wouldn't believe your superstitious theories. What nonsense are you spouting?"
"Hmph, you upstairs, if you're so capable, go stroll around that intersection at midnight tonight, and I hope you meet a ghost sooner or later."
"What a pity, what a wonderful girl. Another opportunity has been lost for 30 million men."
"Hey, do you have any humanity upstairs? The person is dead, and you're still making sarcastic remarks."
"I'm just telling the truth, trying to lighten the mood. I don't like seeing you bite me?"
I wasn't in the mood to read the arguments in the comments section, so I logged out of the local website, found Ma Jiajie's father's phone number, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't dial it.
I want to tell her that I really saw her daughter last night, but I don't dare to. I really don't know how to face her family.
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