The bus swayed, more than an hour passed, not yet reached the destination, Emma Rosy overworked in recent days, unconsciously leaned in the corner to sleep.
School bus, car accident, explosion …
The deafening sound, as if the body does not belong to itself, was a powerful wave of air rushed to the side of the road, at first numb, gradually, a sharp pain in all parts of the joints, the buzzing in the ears continued for a long time, when finally able to try to move a limb, found that the body is still pressed on a person.
Alex Brown?
Panic and fear instantly filled her heart, and she struggled to get up, trying to check on Alex Brown’ injuries, when the man who had fallen next to her suddenly turned into a white skeleton!
Surrounded by people, Marisa Miller, Ivy Smith, Eric Chan … everyone was blaming her, Alex Brown died to save her, she was the culprit …
Snapping her eyes open, the sun shone straight in her face.
“Emma, is everything okay?”
Joe Wright and Eva Taylor looked at her with concern, including the passengers in the rows in front of them, who also turned around to see what was going on, figuring her shrieks must have been quite loud.
She shook her head in embarrassment, feeling cold sweat sliding down the corner of her forehead, and was just about to find a tissue to wipe it when Joe Wright already reached over–
Joe Wright and Emma Rosy are separated by Eva Taylor, but when he sees Emma Rosy’s forehead covered with cold sweat, he habitually tries to help wipe it.
Seeing this, Eva Taylor immediately exploded and slapped his hand away.
“What are you doing? I’m still sitting here, you actually … actually just …” Eva Taylor turned her head quickly, looked at Emma Rosy and then Joe Wright, so angry that she could not say anything. Eyes instantly red.
Joe Wright did not even think he was out of line, even if the ordinary brother and sister, the brother to help his sister wipe sweat, is very normal?
Seeing that the passengers’ eyes were drawn to him and their expressions were full of inquiry, he warned with a stern face, “Don’t be unreasonable!”
“Just who is unreasonable? I was just told to learn to trust, but what have you done?” Eva Taylor shouted, her voice taking on a sobbing tone.
Joe Wright, annoyed by the cold war or the quarrel, raised his voice and said, “We’re brother and sister, we’re just wiping sweat, why are you shouting?
“Brother and sister should not avoid suspicion? Besides, are you siblings? You dare to swear you have a clear conscience?”
Emma Rosy had no idea They would get into a fight on the bus. She wanted to intervene, but was afraid that her participation would make Eva Taylor even more agitated, and the dream had already made her too depressed to get involved in their relationship problems.
“Sick, right? Look at this little face, there’s no blood at all.” The woman in the front row saw that Emma Rosy was not in good spirits and raised her hand to poke her: “Come, sit next to me, it’s easier to get seasick in the back row when you’re not well.”
The argument between Joe Wright and Eva Taylor was like a drum beating in Emma Rosy’s heart, and her chest was so tight that she could hardly breathe.
Had to listen to the woman’s words to change positions, leaving space for them to continue their argument.
“These are mint leaves, especially fresh.” The woman pulled open the old backpack, unraveled layer after layer of plastic bags, and took out several bright green leaves: “You can put them in your mouth, even if you do not get seasick, you can also be more comfortable.”
Emma Rosy thanked her and obediently took a few of the leaves. The refreshing scent poured into her nose and into her brain and limbs.
“Much better?” The woman smiled with relief, reloaded her backpack, and chatted with Emma Rosy.
Tired of the tug-of-war in the business world, Emma Rosy and the woman had a good time chatting. After learning that they were both going to the same destination, she was even surprised to ask her about Master Wood.
Since hearing Master Wood’s name, the sister-in-law looked slightly strange. Emma Rosy felt that she must know something, but she quickly waved her hand and said that there was no such person in the village.
After all, they had just met, so Emma Rosy had to put it aside and ask her to help her find a place to stay instead.
The previously enthusiastic sister-in-law hesitated, but only nodded reluctantly when she saw that Emma Rosy looked determined.
The bus stopped at the side of a long-unrestored road. Emma Rosy got off with the crowd and watched the bus go away slowly before crossing the road and entering a small three-story guest house.
It was not yet evening and it was bright outside, but the guest house was dark and dreary, the paint on the front counter was peeling in several places and the walls had not been painted for a long time.
Emma Rosy and Joe Wright were busy checking in. Eva Taylor, who had just finished a fight and was angry and refused to cooperate, walked to the corner of the cramped lobby with a face full of disgust and looked for a sofa to sit down.
The disgust on her face increased exponentially as she approached.
“What the hell is this place?!” She finally yelled, “There are only three floors, not even a sign, and the inside looks like a garbage dump, not even as clean as a bathroom.
There were other guests waiting to check in, including the owner, and they all looked angry at her thoughtless words.
“Eva!” Joe Wright shouted in a deep voice.
Eva Taylor didn’t take his warning seriously and ran straight to the front desk to retrieve her ID card: “If you want to stay, you stay, I’m definitely not staying in this place.”
She said, turning her head to ask others, “Where else can I stay nearby? It doesn’t need to be a star hotel, just the most ordinary hotel.”
The man looked at Emma Rosy with difficulty and said hesitantly, “If we don’t stay here, then we have to go back to town, but there are no star hotels in town.”
This is the only guest house in the village that offers accommodation for outsiders. Emma Rosy had already asked Mrs. Wood about this, so she gave Joe Wright a wink and told him not to get angry and to be patient with Eva Taylor, while she thanked Mrs. Wood again and again, fearing that she might be overly concerned.
Eva Taylor was pulled outside the guest house, her face clearly written “refused to communicate”.