Author: Qingqing Platycodon

Shenshi

Sun Wenxin is in his fifties and is a taxi driver. He goes out early every day and earns money to support his family by driving people around in rain or shine.

Early in the morning, he ate three big meat buns and a cup of soy milk and got into the car, ready to start taking passengers.

Before starting the car, Sun Wenxin planned to play "Morning Light" which he had just downloaded a few minutes ago.

Sun Wenxin's wife is a fan of Xie Ning, and Sun Wenxin became a fan of Xie Ning because his wife listened to "Starry Sky" for him.

During that time, the number of passengers carried was not large, and the mortgage loan, children's education funds, etc. were burdened on him, which made him very anxious and suffered from insomnia. One time, he almost had a car accident while driving while fatigued.

Fortunately, there were no passengers in the car at that time, but Sun Wenxin himself suffered a fracture and was hospitalized for a month.

It was also at that time that his wife listened to him "Starry Sky" and also showed him Xie Ning's live broadcast. Later, Sun Wenxin gradually recovered and became a fan of Xie Ning.

The song "Starry Sky" has also become his favorite song.

This morning I received a notification on my phone that Xie Ning had released a new song, and Sun Wenxin downloaded it immediately.

No, I connected it to the car's stereo and couldn't wait to play it.

At this moment, someone blocked the car ahead.

Come to play or not, Sun Wenxin can only let the guests get on the bus first.

There was someone in the originally empty passenger seat, a woman in her forties wearing an orange dress.

Sun Wenxin didn't have time to look further, so he asked: "Where are the guests going?"

He waited for a while, the car started, but he still didn't get a reply.

Sun Wenxin couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Repeatedly ask: "Where are the guests going?"

While asking, he also casually looked at the people next to him.

Her medium-long hair was tied up with a headband, and her bangs were a little messy, as if they had been soaked with sweat. The strands were stuck together, and then stuck to her forehead and face.

From Sun Wenxin's perspective, only her profile can be seen.

The skin is slightly dark, and the lips are so dry that they are almost cracking.

Sun Wenxin frowned slightly.

The woman seemed to be very tired, her whole back fell back, almost slumped on the seat, and she looked forward.

The woman seemed to have just heard Sun Wenxin's question, and subconsciously turned to look at Sun Wenxin, her empty eyes gradually getting a little brighter.

She moved her dry lips, paused, seemed to think of something again, and slowly spit out four words - "Hai'an Bridge".

"Okay, Haian Bridge." Sun Wenxin didn't delay much, and the car started to turn around and drive towards Haian Bridge.

"By the way, do you want some water?" Sun Wenxin picked up an unopened bottle of mineral water next to him.

The woman seemed stunned for a moment and took it with both hands, but just put it on her lap and did not drink.

The car drove slowly towards Hai'an Bridge.

The car became quiet.

But the more Sun Wenxin opened up, the more he felt something was wrong.

There was also a murmur in my heart.

There seems to be something wrong with this guest.

Why does he look so bad, as if he has been drained of energy, and his whole body is full of fatigue and weakness.

I don’t know if Sun Wenxin has become more and more sensitive to people’s emotions after listening to "Starry Sky" too much.

At this time, he could feel the energy coming from this guest - it was despair from the inside out.

So desperate.

Suddenly, Sun Wenxin remembered what the woman said that she was going to the Hai'an Bridge, and her heart suddenly lifted, and her hands holding the steering wheel tightened slightly.

Hai'an Bridge is not far from here.

However, that is the place with the highest frequency of suicide by jumping off the bridge in the news.

Because there is the sea below the Hai'an Bridge, almost every month we see someone jumping from the Hai'an Bridge to commit suicide on the news.

Could this woman also want to commit suicide by jumping off the Hai'an Bridge?

Thinking of this possibility, Sun Wenxin's breathing became lighter, and his mind was so messed up that it took him a while to sort out his thoughts.

At this time, Sun Wenxin had forgotten that he had just played Xie Ning's music that he had downloaded this morning.

The car is still running.

After a while, Sun Wenxin pretended to ask casually, as if chatting casually.

"Sister, why are you going to Hai'an Bridge?"

"Sister, are you from here? Your accent doesn't sound very similar to yours?"

"I see that you are much younger than me. By the way, how old are you..."

Sun Wenxin chatted with her as if they were gossiping, and wanted to know why she wanted to go to Hai'an Bridge.

But this person seemed to have heard nothing. She just sat there paralyzed and looked forward blankly. When Sun Wenxin asked, her eyelids moved but she did not answer.

The car became quiet again.

Sun Wenxin, who received no response, felt more and more something was wrong, and became more and more certain that this woman was going to Hai'an Bridge to commit suicide.

Sun Wenxin's hand holding the steering wheel was slightly sweaty. He tried to calm down and think about what to do.

Next, Sun Wenxin tried various tricks, but still received no response. He became even more certain that the woman was going to Hai'an Bridge to commit suicide.

But, can he watch her commit suicide?

That certainly can't be the case.

Not to mention that he personally drove her there, so that wasn't an evil act.

Seeing that the Hai'an Bridge was almost there, Sun Wenxin stopped testing.

Sighed slightly.

"Sister, you, when you go to Hai'an Bridge, are you going to commit suicide?"

"Hey, sister, there is really no need. There is nothing difficult in life, but you can't act impulsively."

"There are so many people in this world who care about you and you care about them. If you died, they would be so sad."

"..."

I don’t know which of Sun Wenxin’s words touched the woman, but she still sat slumped, tears streaming down her face silently.

"Let's listen to some music."

"Listening to music will make you feel better."

With that said, Sun Wenxin turned on the car's stereo, and healing and soothing tunes played.

It's an unfamiliar song.

But Sun Wenxin immediately recognized that this was Xie Ning's new song that he had just planned to listen to.

It sounds great, but at this time Sun Wenxin's attention was not on the new song, but on the woman beside him.

When he was about to reach the Haian Bridge, Sun Wenxin took a detour. He didn't dare to send people to the Haian Bridge.

We can only take a detour.

While continuing to comfort the people around him.

"Sister, let me tell you, I didn't have a good life a while ago. This person is under too much pressure. Sometimes I feel that life is very tiring..."

Sun Wenxin talked about his experience of being anxious and cured.

"...You see, I'm not doing well now. At that time, I really thought it was very difficult, as if there was no way I could get over that hurdle in life. It was so uncomfortable and stressful."

"But now that I think about it, it doesn't seem like it's a big deal. I just have to think about it."

"So, sister, you have to be open-minded. Nothing is impossible. There are still many beautiful things in this world. No matter how difficult things are, they will be solved."

"Perhaps if you have any difficulties, please tell me and see if I can help you?"

I feel like the next few chapters are going to make you cry again (I don’t know whether to laugh or cry). Have you prepared your recommendation tickets, monthly tickets and tissues?
Chapter completed!