In the summer vacation of 2004, a friend and I set foot on the road to Suzhou, and we fantasized about making the first money in our lives. In this way, we were easily and even willingly taken to that place, Suzhou, by the intermediary of "black heart". Suzhou and Hangzhou in TV series are a paradise of dreams, and we think so. When we get on a bus that can only carry 46 people, but actually carries 178 people, the original promise of one person and one seat does not exist. The reality is that we are next to each other, or even several people are in the same seat. The people in the car are immature faces, and everyone doesn't want to see anything. In fact, they are cursing the "black heart" intermediary. However, no one dared to say it. The whole carriage is packed, mixed with a strong smell, almost suffocating, but even such dirty air is precious in this narrow space.
Finally, when the bus was full and no one could fit it in, the "black heart" agent vowed that this trip would not make money, but it was clear that everyone paid the fare of 80 yuan. In this way, the whole car is waiting in the extremely hot environment, waiting for the arrival of the night, because the car will dare to go on the road under the cover of the night. At that moment, how much we hoped that the traffic police could investigate the car. At 9 o'clock in the evening, we set off. Under the cover of darkness, the overloaded bus staggered out of a certain community and hit the road. Every time I hear the whistle in the distance, the black intermediary is dead, making the whole car bury its head.
After wandering around the remote path for about five hours, we finally arrived at Ningling. Everyone was scolded to get off and rest. We were taken out layer by layer like commodities, and the black agent said to let everyone go to the bathroom to eat something. But no one has an appetite. We just huddled together and waited for reloading. The black agent came over and told us that the car needed gas. Let's wait for a while. Young people believe us. After waiting for half an hour, the bus still didn't come, and we began to worry. Students with mobile phones began to contact the black intermediary, but how to dial? The other party's mobile phone is turned off. We seemed to realize something, and some female students began to cry. In this way, we were abandoned to a strange place, many people's luggage was still in the car, and everyone became nothing.
The uncle who sells snacks didn't say anything when he saw this situation, but kept sighing. Some students began to contact their families to pick them up, and finally only four students were left. None of us seems willing to explain why we stayed. We just want to go to Suzhou.
I touched the 300 yuan in my pocket again, but it's still there.