Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

After driving on the highway for three hours, the bus left the toll station in the county where the scenic spot is located. The driver told everyone: "Because the national highway to the scenic spot is under construction, it is said that there was a traffic accident and it is a mess. Now we can only go around it via the county road. The county road has many bends and the road is not easy to drive. Everyone fasten your seat belts and sit tight."

Twenty minutes later, just as the driver said, the road turned into a combination of 180 and 360 degrees. The tour bus circled forward like the snake in the video game. The people on the bus were sitting all over the place. Several students who were in poor health began to feel carsick and vomited.

The driver slowed down and said, "Please hold on for a while. We will reach the scenic spot in another hour."

After driving forward for another ten minutes, just after passing a bend, the driver suddenly braked and stopped the car, and there was a cry of surprise from people in the car.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The students unbuckled their seat belts and stood up.

Before the driver could answer, there was a sound of knocking on the car door outside, which became louder and louder.

Qi Xiangtian quickly walked to the side of the bus driver and looked out the window. He saw a motorcycle lying upside down in front of the bus, apparently having been knocked over.

The driver cursed: "What a bunch of little bastards, they don't want to live anymore, they were going downhill, four people on a motorcycle, and they rushed to my car in a flash."

The four people were still banging on the car door. Through the window, I could see people in shabby clothes, with holes in their jeans, with dyed red hair, with curly hair, and with cigarette butts in their mouths...

Several male classmates in the car also came up and asked in unison: "What do they want to do by knocking on the door?"

The driver stared at the door and said, "You look like a hooligan. He got on the bus to cause trouble. I won't open the door."

At this time, Zhang Lang walked to Qi Xiangtian's side. He looked at the people outside the car door and said, "If you don't open the door, I guess they won't let it go."

The driver took out his cell phone and dialed a number while saying, "Call the police. Only the police can deal with these hooligans."

A male student looked at his watch and said, "But I don't know how long it will take to wait for the traffic police here. Besides, this county road is so narrow. If we block it, the cars coming and going will not be able to move."

"Then we have to call the police." The driver told the police the location over the phone. Because the place was quite remote, they had to wait about 40 minutes before they could arrive at the scene after receiving the call.

Four people were still outside banging on the car door. The one with dyed red hair even picked up a thick wooden stick from the roadside to knock on it. The clanging sounds were so loud that I was really afraid that the car door would be broken at any moment.

Qi Xiangtian also looked at his watch and said to the driver, "Master, open the door. I'll go out and tell them."

"Needless to say, these hooligans just want to extort some money. Ignore them and wait for the traffic police."

"You won't open the door?" a voice came from outside the car door, "We set it on fire." The man with the cigarette in his mouth took out a lighter and lit a wooden stick wrapped in cotton cloth.

At this time, several cars had stopped in both directions of the road. When they saw someone lighting a stick, the people in the waiting cars backed up a few meters.

The driver immediately opened the window next to him and shouted outside: "How dare you - little bastards -"

Curly walked to the driver's window, took out a knife and waved it in his hand, "You old man are really tired of living."

"Open the door, Master—" Qi Xiangtian said firmly, "I'll go down."

The driver also started to panic. When he saw Qi Xiangtian was about to get off the car, he said, "No, classmate, if you go out alone, there are four of them. You will suffer."

"It's okay, just let me go. If we delay any further, everyone in the car will be in danger." Qi Xiangtian said.

"I'll go down with you." Zhang Lang said to Qi Xiangtian.

Several boys standing nearby echoed, "Let's go down together."

Qi Xiangtian shook his hand. "I am older than you, so I am considered your senior. I suggest that we should not go there blindly with so many people, lest the other party misunderstand that we are going to fight. I will go alone to talk, maybe we can reach an agreement in a short while. If not, you can come again."

The male students nodded, and Zhang Lang also nodded.

Qi Xiangtian turned to the driver and said, "Master, open the door."

The girl named Wu Linxi walked quickly to their side. She looked at Qi Xiangtian and said, "Be careful and adapt to circumstances."

Qi Xiangtian's heart was pounding, and he hurriedly said to her, "Don't worry."

"You must be careful--" the driver pressed the door open button in panic.

When the car door opened, several people were about to squeeze in. Qi Xiangtian stretched out his hands to block the door and stopped them. A smell of alcohol hit him. These four people were obviously drunk. He asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It's none of your business. We need to find the driver." The one with dyed red hair said, "He hit us, he must pay compensation."

The driver shouted to the people near the door: "You are overloaded. Four people riding on a motorcycle rushed in front of my car. I have a dashcam to see it."

"What? You still don't admit it?" Curly, who was standing under the car, was about to rush in. He tried to push away Qi Xiangtian who was blocking the door.

Qi Xiangtian pushed Curly Hair away with all his strength, then he jumped down from the door and quickly said to the driver, "Master, close the door."

The car door was closed and it was so quiet in the car that one could hear bursts of breathing. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qi Xiangtian and the four people outside the car.

Zhang Lang stood by the door, ready to get out of the car to help Qi Xiangtian at any time.

"Let the driver pay for it - don't meddle in other people's business." The man with dyed red hair raised his head and said to Qi Xiangtian who had already got off the car with squinted eyes.

When the driver heard that they were still talking about compensation, he opened the window next to him and shouted outside the car: "Compensation, you guys are dreaming, you little hooligans, let's wait for the police to come-"

After hearing what the driver said, the red-haired man threw away the torch in his hand, reached into his trouser pocket and took out a knife, pointing it towards the driver's position, and said viciously: "I asked you to call the police - let's see if you have the life to call the police -"

The man in ripped jeans also walked to the driver's window, then pulled out a knife and shouted at the window: "Old man, open the door--"

There was a cry of surprise from the car, and the driver wanted to press the button to close the window, but unfortunately two people had already put their hands in and he couldn't close it.

Qi Xiangtian hurriedly walked up to the red-haired man and the man in ripped jeans, "Don't be impulsive - don't be impulsive - what you said - pay compensation - I have some money on me, let me see if it's enough -" As he said this, he took out the money and winked at the driver, signaling him not to say anything more. Now he could only see if he could delay time and wait for the traffic police to arrive at the scene. Even if he couldn't wait for the traffic police, at least he could keep everyone in the car safe.

The driver was frightened by the situation and dared not say anything.

Qi Xiangtian took out all the cash he had on him, about twenty hundred-yuan bills, and held the money in his hand and said, "If you want money, then don't embarrass the driver anymore. Move your motorcycle out of the way and let our car go."

When the red-haired man saw that there was money to be taken, he retracted his hand that was stretched into the car window and said to the man in ripped jeans next to him, "How about this?"

Seeing that there was money to be taken, Curly and the man holding the cigarette prepared to move the car.

The red-haired man suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute—the driver said he called the police. How can we escape?"

"No - we have to get this driver down." Ripped Jeans went back to the car and reached into the window to try to grab the driver.

The driver hurriedly jumped from the driver's seat to the hood. Without the driver in control, the red-haired man reached out from the window and pressed the button on the driver's seat to open the opposite door.

Curly and the man smoking a cigarette were swaggering around as they prepared to get into the car from the opposite door.

"Oh no—" Qi Xiangtian's heart sank to the bottom. Although Zhang Lang and several male classmates were blocking the door, these people had knives in their hands and they could hurt people if they were not careful. A head-on confrontation was definitely not a good idea.

He rushed to the driver's door in a few steps, and shouted to the inside of the car: "Master, open the middle door, everyone get off through the middle door."

He first held the redhead back with his back, then reached out to open the driver's door. He was not sure whether the driver could return to the driving seat to open the middle door, so he wanted to open the middle door of the car before these people got on and let the other students get off through the middle door.

However, he forgot that the red-haired man had a knife in his hand. When he used his body to block the red-haired man, the red-haired man stabbed his arm with the knife. The car door was half open and the pain made him unable to continue.

"Be careful--" At the same time that his arm was stabbed by the red hair, Qi Xiangtian heard a girl's scream, and the pair of bright black eyes in the car looked at him anxiously.

"Qi Xiangtian——" Zhang Lang shouted at him in the carriage, "How are you——"

When the red-haired man saw Qi Xiangtian's arm bleeding, he began to panic and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Curly and the man with the cigarette had already boarded the car. Curly grabbed the driver and said, "You look so proud..."

"The police are here, the police are here—" someone in the car waiting behind shouted, "I hear the sound of a police car."

"Police--" The red-haired man under the car became even more flustered, and said to the curly-haired man and the one holding a cigarette in the car: "Let's run."

The sound of police car siren was getting closer and closer; the police had really arrived.

Several perpetrators stood there in panic.

The traffic police first restrained the red-haired man, then called Qi Xiangtian for an ambulance, and later took away several perpetrators and the driver to the police station to take a statement.

Qi Xiangtian remembered that his classmates all got off the bus and surrounded him, concerned about his injuries.

Zhang Lang helped him sit on a rock. Wu Linxi walked through the crowd to his side. She took off the silk scarf from her neck and carefully wrapped it around the wound on his arm, muttering, "Stop the bleeding first—otherwise, by the time the ambulance arrives, all the blood will have been drained."

"Thank you--" Qi Xiangtian's face turned pale with pain, but he couldn't help but look down at her.

After she bandaged him, she looked up and met his eyes. She said softly, "It's us who should thank you."

Qi Xiangtian smiled at her weakly, but his heart was beating faster.

That trip was unforgettable.

No one in the car reached the scenic spot, but they had an experience more thrilling than traveling.

Qi Xiangtian was taken to the hospital by ambulance. His coat fell on the seat of the tour bus. There was a panda keychain in his coat pocket.

That was something his mother left him before she died.

After arranging for him to be hospitalized, when Zhang Lang returned to the car to get his coat, the coat had disappeared.

There were more than fifty classmates in the car. No one knew who took his coat. As they graduated and went their separate ways, the coat and the key chain disappeared from Qi Xiangtian's world.