After a simple rebirth

There is a direct bus to go home, but it is still a long way to go. Fu Ying walked slowly carrying a heavy book.

After crossing the busy pedestrian street and crossing a bridge, you will reach the bus stop. The bridge cannot be used by large vehicles, only pedestrians and bicycles can pass through, so there are many stalls in the middle of the bridge, selling jewelry, headphones, and tapes.

Walking on the bridge, looking at the people coming and going and the familiar iron bridge, Fu Ying couldn't help but recall many things.

I remember one Friday after school when I was in technical secondary school, I was walking on the pedestrian street and crossing the bridge to get on the bus. Suddenly, I noticed a movement on my coat. I looked down and saw a hand on my phone. The phone was plugged in with wired headphones, and the headphones were hanging on Fu Ying's ears. Maybe he was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't move much. Fu Ying turned around immediately. It was a thin boy. When he saw that she had discovered him, he walked away immediately. I looked at the phone again and it was still there. When I wanted to take a closer look, I found that the crowd had dispersed. I forgot what he looked like, but I was glad that my phone was not stolen.

I also remember that this red iron bridge will be renovated and upgraded to a high-end semi-suspension stone bridge, which can be used for vehicles during the day and boats at night, and has traffic lights. But it no longer has the charm in my memory.

After crossing the bridge is the bus stop, but there are no seats, so you can only stand and wait. It is also the bus stop under the big tree in my memory. Fu Ying remembers that one time a bus came, and there were quite a lot of people queuing up to get on the bus that day. When she stepped on the bus, she suddenly felt that her phone was taken away. She immediately got off the bus and chased the man in front of her, shouting, "Give me back my phone!" The man didn't do anything and just gave it back to her. She wanted to say something, but she ran back to get on the bus because she was afraid that the bus would leave.

Come to think of it, I used to be quite foolish and bold, and didn't do things carefully, but fools are lucky and nothing ever happened to me.

I was going to take bus No. 25. There were not many people on the bus, but it was a bus route that passed many places. It seemed that there were still people selling tickets now, but there would be no one selling tickets later. Fu Ying got on the bus in the middle and got off in the middle, so she had to emphasize the place to get off every time. Because here, if you don't say it when you get on the bus, it is assumed to be 5 yuan, and if you say it clearly, it is 2 yuan.

Every time Fu Ying waited anxiously, the bus ran every half an hour, and if she missed it, she would have to wait a long time. If she missed the last bus, she could only take another bus to a farther stop and wait for Fu's mother to pick her up.

Later, after she started working, there was a bus route closer to her home that required less waiting time. In addition, Fu's mother bought an electric car for convenience, so Fu Ying always chose that car.

But for Fu Ying during her school life, bus No. 25 was the gateway to the city, and it ran through all her life from leaving home to returning home. Later, bus No. 25 was renamed 025, and it still passed by her home, but no longer passed this stop, so Fu Ying never thought that she would ride this bus again one day.

There were many buses coming and going, and after waiting for many buses, 025 finally arrived. Three people got on the bus, and Fu Ying sat at the back as usual. The conductor came over and asked her where she was going. She said she was going to the Third Industrial Zone, and then gave the conductor a 5-yuan bill. Fu Ying actually had some change, but she wasn't sure if it was 2 yuan or 3 yuan.

The conductor gave her 3 yuan and a small ticket. It was a small bus ticket with 2 yuan written on it. Fu Ying remembered that this could be used as an invoice for reimbursement, but the amount was too small and sometimes it was too troublesome to post dozens of them, so they all chose to use other food and beverage tickets instead.

The bus started and moved along the familiar route to the Industrial Avenue, which was always flooded during heavy rains, then entered the industrial area and went to the stop at Fu Ying's home.

There weren't many people there, and the flight attendant remembered where she was getting off, so he called out to the Third Industrial Zone in advance for her.

The door opened with a bang, and Fu Ying jumped out of the car from the back door holding something.