I really don't want to be a teacher

"Remember, remember...you take my car every day, sometimes at noon, why don't you remember." The driver responded with a smile.

"Then don't be so polite... This happens to be a hospital, master, let the doctor have a look."

"Stop talking... I'll go first, and I'll take your car next time and talk to you."

"Okay..." The driver smiled, nodded, and responded,

"Then Uncle Wu, I'm leaving too..."

"...Master, if your leg is injured, you should take a look. Your body is important...Let's go first."

Almost every passenger will say a word or two to the driver when they pass by the driver,

The driver also always had a smile on his face, responded, nodded, and watched the passengers who were either familiar or unfamiliar leave from the front and rear doors one after another.

……

After a while, a group of passengers got out of the car one after another and went away. In the compartment, only the driver next to the driver and Lian Ge were left in the back row.

The driver looked at the direction where the passengers were leaving, a little dazed,

Lian Ge, as before, looked out the window at the still brightly lit hospital.

In the carriage, it suddenly fell silent.

……

After a long time, the driver looked back again,

Lian Ge also turned his gaze, and looked at the driver on the side again.

After casting a grateful look at Lian Ge, the driver supported the back of the seat with one hand, turned around, and groped in front of the driver's seat with the other hand.

Taking out a functional phone, the driver turned on the screen and dialed a number with some difficulty.

"...Hey, Old Chen, come over here and drive the car back to the company."

"...I'm in the hospital. I just... sent a patient to the hospital... It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just that my foot is pulled, and I'm afraid the car won't be able to drive."

"...Yeah, I'm old... I'm old."

After making the call, the driver paused in a daze while holding the phone, then put the phone back in place.

Turning around, the driver held the back of the seat in the bus, watched and wiped it gently, and walked towards the back of the car.

"Thank you, sir."

Walking to the rear door, the driver looked at Lian Ge with grateful eyes, thanked him,

"Thank you... If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'm a passenger in this car... Thank you."

With that said, the driver didn't say any more.

Hearing this, Lian Ge glanced at the driver, stood up from the seat, walked to the corridor between the two rows of seats,

Shaking his head slightly, Lian Ge turned his gaze out of the car window,

"You still have some time, do you want to go home again?"

Looking into the distance, Lian Ge asked calmly,

Hearing Lian Ge's words, the middle-aged driver paused, then shook his head again,

"...Thank you sir, but no need."

Holding on to the armrest by the door, the middle-aged driver turned around slowly, looked inside the car,

"The daughter-in-law left early, and after the child grew up, she went to work in other places, and she didn't come back very often on weekdays. I was usually alone at home..."

After a pause, the middle-aged driver looked into the car and said with some ecstasy in his eyes,

"...For the last time, I still want to spend it in this car."

While talking, the middle-aged driver turned his head and looked at Lian Ge, with pleading eyes,

"Can I bother you to wait a little longer..."

Lian Ge heard the words, glanced at the driver, moved his feet, walked to the front of the bus,

"can."

Finding a seat by the aisle and sitting down, Lian Ge looked at the driver and nodded.

"thanks, thanks……"

The middle-aged driver was grateful and thanked,

Then, leaning on the backs of the rows of chairs, he sat down again on the front seat,

Turning his head, the middle-aged driver looked at the car he was driving, looking at it over and over again, his eyes a little dazed and in a trance.

Inside the car, it gradually became quiet again.

The closed car windows seem to isolate the sound inside and outside the car.

……

"...Sir, my car is fairly clean." Looking away, the middle-aged driver said aloud.

"It's pretty clean, cleaner than usual buses." Lian Ge glanced at the driver, then at the inside of the bus, and nodded.

"...Hey, normally, after every trip like this, I always clean it..." The middle-aged driver said with a smile on his face, and then stood up from the seat again,

"...By the way, this trip is over."

While talking, the middle-aged driver moved anxiously and walked towards the driver's seat.

Halfway through the walk, he stood still again, froze on the spot, and after a moment of silence, he continued to walk towards the driver's seat, but his hasty pace was much slower.

Crouching down, the middle-aged driver groped from the side of the driver's seat and took out a broom.

Holding a broom, looking at the familiar carriage, the middle-aged driver was in a trance, silently, and began to clean carefully along the corridor of the carriage little by little.

Chapter 271 Coming and Going

"...In the morning, when I got up from the bed, I felt something was wrong."

The driver leaned on the back of the seat, squatted down, cleaned the dust under the seat, and after a pause, said aloud,

"...but didn't think much of it, hey, who knows... this is the end."

Standing up again, squatting, the middle-aged driver walked along the corridor of the bus, cleaning the bus while saying,

"... But yes, there is always a time when we arrive at the station. When we arrive at the station, we have to get off."

After sweeping to the last row of the car, the middle-aged driver held the broom, paused, and fell silent.

"...Hey, it's cleaned up, it's cleaned up..."

After a long time, the middle-aged driver smiled and muttered a few words, then put the broom down again,

Turning around, the middle-aged driver held the backs of the rows of seats in the car and walked back to the middle of the car little by little.

Supporting the back of the seat, the middle-aged driver sat down again on the seat across the corridor.

Turning his gaze, the middle-aged driver looked at the somewhat empty interior of the car, his eyes lost in thought.

On the side, Lian Ge glanced at the driver, then looked away,

"Master, have you been driving this car for a long time?" Lian Ge asked calmly looking out of the car window.

"...this car is not long, just a few years...but hey, it's not short."

The middle-aged driver responded and looked into the car, his eyes were in a trance, as if lost in memory,

"...When I was young, my dad was a bus driver. Whenever my dad went to work, I liked to follow him. He sat in the driver's seat, and I sat next to him.

It is always interesting to watch the people on the train come and go, different people get on from one station and get off from another platform.

At that time, the bus was not air-conditioned like it is now. In summer, it was like a metal cage with a bunch of people on it. It was stuffy and hot. I was not afraid of the heat.

My dad asked me why, and I said I just like watching people coming and going in the car.He just laughed and told me with a smile, if you are outside the car, you can see that the car on the road is also coming and going.

At that time, I didn't understand what my father meant, but now, I vaguely understand it. "

The middle-aged driver slowly turned his eyes, as if he was narrating to Lian Ge, but also as if he was remembering himself.

Listening to the words of the middle-aged driver, Lian Ge turned his eyes, and looked at the middle-aged driver again, without saying anything, just listened quietly,

"... At that time, my father drove the No. [-] bus. The first bus in the morning came out of the bus station. When it reached the second platform, there would always be a fat lady getting on the bus. She was carrying a vegetable basket. Get off at the fifth stop, which is a vegetable market.

When I was young, she always liked to tease me, which made me a little angry, and hurriedly took out a piece of candy from her pocket and gave it to me.It's sweet and sour, and it tastes really good..."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged driver, and then the smile gradually disappeared.

"She always takes that bus, and she knows my dad very well. She also chats with my dad when she gets on the bus, talking about family gossip and neighbor gossip. Her voice is not small, and she always makes everyone in the bus turn their heads. listen……

One day, I went out with my dad again, but that day, when the first bus passed the second platform, the fat lady didn’t get on the bus, and she didn’t see anyone... My dad waited on the platform After all the people were cleaned up, they stretched their heads again and looked out of the car. After a moment of silence, they closed the car door and started the car...

The next day, when the neighbor of the fat aunt was in the car, he mentioned the reason. It turned out that the fat aunt passed away. The night before she didn't come to take the car, she fell asleep and disappeared..."

As the middle-aged driver spoke, he raised his head slightly, looked into the compartment, paused, and then continued,

"... That afternoon, my father didn't go to work, so he took me, asked the way, and went to the fat aunt's house... When I came out of the fat aunt's house, my father was very silent, so he held my hand and walked bored all the way. Head on.

When I was about to get home... My father paused, not knowing whether he was talking to me or to himself... He said that he had been driving that bus for more than ten years, and the fat lady took him ten years car...

After saying that, my father didn't say anything more, and led me back home. "

Looking inside the car, the middle-aged driver was silent for a while,

"...I grew up on that bus. For more than ten years, when I got on and off the bus, the people who came and went seemed to change every once in a while, but some people were always there, and their faces became more and more beautiful. Even if I didn’t remember much, it became clearer and clearer where they would get on the bus, where they would get off, and knew about their children, their parents, their wives and husbands..."

As he spoke, the middle-aged driver paused again, looked into the compartment, and gently wiped the back of the seat, silent for a long time,

"...After my father retired, I caught the last bus, took his shift, and also became a bus driver, driving the line before my father... At the beginning, those familiar faces always liked to tease me, Or a few words of emotion, saying that you used to ride in your father's car, but now it's up to you to sit and sit... At the beginning, I always smiled and said, maybe you can still sit in my son's car when the time comes. Got a car...

But, slowly, these words are less and less in my ears, those familiar faces are gradually gone, and the people who used to be in my father's car are gradually gone in the car... I have grown up , they are also old.

Some new faces on the car gradually turned into familiar faces..."

Turning his gaze, the middle-aged driver looked at the rows of seats in the car in front of him with a dazed look.

"...One day, probably in the summer, when I left the morning shift and came back from the terminal on the second bus, a girl came up on the fifth platform, with her hair tied up and wearing overalls, and my car had just stopped When she was stable, she rushed over in a hurry, and squeezed into the car as soon as the door opened.

However, at that time, when there were many people, there was no empty seat in the car, so she stood beside me.

At that time, she looked a year or two younger than me, standing next to me, looking out the car window eagerly.

When I saw her face-to-face, it seemed like the first time I had seen her, so I spoke up and asked her, was this the first time I took this train?

When she heard me talking to her, she turned her head and answered me with a smile, saying that it was the first time for her to take this train, and she said that she went to work in a factory the day before today.

When she was talking, she was quite proud... The smile on that face was so pretty...

Then she asked me how long it would take to get to that station, she was afraid she would be late...

I looked at her and told her, let her not worry, it will be here soon...

She listened to me and breathed a sigh of relief.

Along the way, I was driving while talking to her,

It seems that because she went to work in the factory the day before, she seemed a little happy, with a smile on her face from time to time... When I saw her smile, I thought it was really pretty.

When she got to the station, she said something to me just like when she got on the bus, and then hurried out of the car..."

"...The next day, on the same train, she got on the train again from that platform.

When I saw her get in the car, I asked her if she was late yesterday, and she smiled back at me and said no, when she arrived at the factory, there was still some time before work time.

Seeing her smile, I couldn't help laughing too..."

As he spoke, a smile gradually appeared on the face of the middle-aged driver, and he stared intently at the inside of the car.

Chapter 272

"...Since then, every morning, when the second bus passes by that station, she will always appear there on time, get on the bus from there, and get off after passing six platforms.

If there are many people, she will stand next to me, if there are few people, she will sit there..."