The bus was about to leave when the driver saw a little girl who had just gotten off, running to catch up.
Not sure why she was in such a hurry, she accidentally fell down, then got up and continued to chase like an indestructible cockroach.
The driver's heart ached for a moment; this girl was about the same age as his daughter.
"Driver, please wait for that little girl, she fell, it's quite heartbreaking."
Someone in the bus spoke.
Mr. Fu hesitated for a moment, saw the platform in front of him, stopped, and waited a few minutes for the girl.
Fu Ying, out of breath, caught up to the bus and was about to pay the fare when she realized she had no money on her.
She stood there awkwardly, her breath still unsteady from running too fast, her heart starting to ache, her fingernails digging tightly into her palms, preparing to get off when suddenly someone spoke.
"Girl, don't have money? Let Auntie pay for you."
