The driver, furious, snapped at her, "Trust me, I'm right, do you have a persecution complex or something? There's monitoring on the bus, I can't possibly sell you off."
Negotiation proved fruitless, so Wen Changling decided to call the police.
Just then, a call came in, and seeing the caller ID, she answered.
It was Xie Shang calling, "Aren't you on the day shift today?"
At this time of the day, Wen Changling and Xie Shang would have finished their walk.
"I'm covering a shift for a colleague." She kept an eye on the road; they were nearly at the spot to turn around, and she reminded the driver once more, "Turn around up ahead."
The driver, extremely impatient, floored the accelerator and sped past the intersection where they could have made a U-turn, "We're almost under the bridge now, turning around would take an even longer detour."
Xie Shang stayed silent, listening.
Wen Changling didn't lose her temper, nor did she panic, "Please stop the car."
