On a sunny afternoon, Li Shiqing had lunch, took a short rest, and then got ready to go to the city library to buy books.
When she reached the bus stop in front of the school, Li Shiqing suddenly stopped and a different look flashed in her eyes.
She saw a person, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, but was actually in his forties.
The other party was dressed very simply, a white wide-sleeved shirt and a pair of wide-leg casual pants. If an ordinary person put on this outfit, he would probably look very bloated.
But this man is different. He gives people the impression of being calm, free and easy.
‘Professor Li actually knows how to take a bus?’
Li Shiqing was no stranger to the man in front of her. He was an honorary professor of their school and basically held a lecture on campus every semester.
She had just listened to this year's lecture, and the other party's words and deeds left a very deep impression on her.
Such a big boss with a net worth of several billion has no airs at all and seems very easy to get along with.
According to the gossip among his classmates, Professor Li's easygoingness is not an act.
Moreover, the other party's daughter seems to be a teacher in the school. I don't know who spread this news.
Anyway, it is said that it has a nose and eyes.
Li Shiqing walked to the professor's side with small steps. She was ready to say hello to her 'idol'. Before formally saying hello, she took two deep breaths to calm down the turbulent emotions in her heart.
Not counting the lecture, this was the closest she got to her 'idol'.
Li Shiqing adjusted for a while, then walked forward and said hello respectfully.
"Hello, Professor Li."
"Who are you?"
Li Jie deliberately showed a puzzled expression. In fact, he had noticed Li Shiqing a long time ago, when she came to listen to the lecture.
"I've listened to your lectures before."
Li Shiqing's eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled. She was so happy talking to her 'idol'.
"What you said is great!"
"I especially like what you said..."
As soon as the lecture was mentioned, Li Shiqing couldn't stop the car immediately, chattering and sharing her thoughts about the lecture.
Li Jie didn't plan what she said. He had a very good impression of this girl.
Until the No. 45 bus arrived at the stop, Li Shiqing still didn't stop sharing, her attention was not on it at all.
"Sorry, my car has arrived."
Li Jie smiled and pointed to the license plate of bus No. 45, interrupting Li Shiqing.
"ah?"
Li Shiqing glanced at the bus and said unexpectedly.
"Professor, do you also take bus No. 45?"
"yes."
Li Jie nodded. He had been taking this train all these years just to prepare for today.
May 9th is the time when the plot begins.
"I'm waiting for this car too."
Seeing Li Jie preparing to get in the car, Li Shiqing quickly followed.
It was just noon, there were not many people on the platform at this time, and the University Town Station was not far from the departure station.
Therefore, the two of them stepped onto the carriage almost without queuing up.
drop!
While swiping his card, Li Jie glanced at the bus driver without leaving any trace.
It's him!
Wang Xingde!
At this moment, Wang Xingde's mood was very complicated. He didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong.
Is your wife's approach a little too extreme?
Isn't the price too heavy to pay for a car's worth of people's lives in exchange for a chance to reveal the truth?
Wang Xingde didn't know how many times he tried to persuade him about this plan, but every time, he was blocked by his wife's words.
'If you had answered the phone that day, Mengmeng would not have died!'
Every time, his wife would respond to him with this sentence.
Every time he said it, Wang Xingde felt more guilty.
His wife was right. If he had received a call from Mengmeng that day, Mengmeng would probably, no, definitely not force the car out of the car.
If you don't get out of the car, Mengmeng won't be hit by the car, and if you don't get hit by the car, you won't die.
Mengmeng's death was inseparable from his negligence.
Despite countless attempts to dissuade her, his wife still did not change her mind. As the guilt accumulated, Wang Xingde gradually gave up.
Mengmeng died on the bridge.
If they both die there and go underground in the future, their family will be together forever.
"Hello, uncle."
Suddenly, a soft female voice sounded in Wang Xingde's ears.
Looking up, Wang Xingde instantly remembered this little girl, who often took the No. 45 bus.
The two of them knew each other before, and once the little girl's wallet was stolen. It happened that the little girl was taking an exam at that time, and her admission ticket was in her wallet.
At that time, the little girl was so anxious that she almost cried.
When Wang Xingde asked, he learned that the other person was also a student at Jialin University, was about the same age as his daughter, and had a somewhat similar appearance.
Seeing the helpless look of the little girl, he couldn't help but think of his own daughter.
Mengmeng must have been particularly helpless when she died.
If, if someone had given a helping hand, his daughter might not have died.
Wang Xingde didn't want to see a similar situation again, so he decisively extended a helping hand to Li Shiqing and successfully helped her find her wallet.
After that, the two gradually became familiar with each other.
Later, Wang Xingde learned that the little girl and his daughter were studying in the same major. Every time he saw the little girl, he would think of his daughter.
Moreover, the little girl also knows how to be grateful.
Once, the other party saw that the gloves he was wearing while driving were torn. When they met for the second time, the girl gave him a brand new pair of gloves.
This is the pair Wang Xingde is carrying now.
"hello."
Wang Xingde replied mechanically with a greeting, and a smile appeared on his lips.
At this time, he really wanted to remind Li Shiqing to get off the bus quickly, get off the bus, and take the next bus.
However, for a while he couldn't think of a reason to ask the little girl to change cars.
During the hesitation, Li Shiqing had already walked towards the back of the car. From the rearview mirror, she could be seen following a man, walking backwards while talking to him.
There were so many people on the bus that he really couldn't find any reason to let Li Shiqing get off the bus.
"well."
Wang Xingde sighed silently.
According to the plan, they should have carried out the blasting plan at 1:45 pm on May 13th, which was the anniversary of Mengmeng’s death.
But an unexpected impromptu inspection disrupted their carefully laid plans.
Plans are ahead of schedule!
If the plan had not been made in advance, the little girl might not have been in the car.
'Maybe, this is God's will?'
A male passenger in the front seat glanced at the empty front door, then glanced at the driver who seemed to be in a daze, and said doubtfully.
"master?"
"Why don't you drive?"
Hearing these words, Wang Xingde immediately woke up from his memories, glanced at the front door, and then skillfully pressed the close button.