This is actually a rest stop!

An abandoned rest stop!

Damn, what's going on? He was clearly walking in the opposite direction of the expressway, but why did he return to the damn expressway again after walking for a few hours?

Everyone was confused.

In order to be recognizable, the rest stations on the expressway are basically the same shape and are universally used all over the world. This rest station is adjacent to the expressway, with dark roads, dark walls and mottled signs.

It seems that I don't know how long it has been abandoned.

"No, it's simply wrong." The driver Lao Zhang trembled with his feet: "I have never heard of any abandoned rest station on Chunyin Expressway. This expressway has only been open to traffic for less than five years, so how could the rest station be abandoned? And judging from the abandoned rest station, it has been at least decades."

"Go in and take a look, maybe you can find something." Bodyguard Lao Song looked around vigilantly: "The worst thing we will stay in this gas station tonight. After dawn, we will see if we can stop the car on the road."

"It's also a solution." Li Jiaming and Cheng Miya and their group were old and young, but they really couldn't get on the way.

"Then I'll go to the refueling machine to see if there is any leftover oil. If there is oil, I will carry the bucket back to find the car. I will set off after dawn." The driver Lao Zhang had already understood that it was so evil tonight, so he didn't dare to continue walking.

The group slowly approached the main building of the rest station, looking for a place to stay overnight.

Suddenly, Cheng Miya was shocked and almost screamed.

"Yaya, what's wrong?" Li Jiaming said hurriedly.

"What's in the room!" the girl was so scared that she pointed to the building beside her and said.

The building next to her is the restaurant at the rest station. The words "sauerkraut" above have already faded from the wind and sun, and they can't see clearly.

The dark floor-to-ceiling window glass was also shattered, leaving only a few broken pieces of glass hanging on the aluminum alloy window frames. Through the broken windows, everyone found nothing.

Bodyguard Lao Song carefully observed the ground with a flashlight, shook his head and said, "Look, the ground is full of dust. If there is really something, footprints should be left. Miss Cheng, are you too nervous and misreading it?"

When Cheng Miya was told about it, she was a little suspicious. After all, she just vaguely saw something passing by on the window glass.

That thing was white, maybe it was because of itself that it had an illusion.

"Let's go, go to the front. The convenience store near the bathroom over there is quite complete. Find some shelves to put on a few layers of paper shells, and you won't feel that bad if you spend a night." Bodyguard Lao Song and his group touched the bathroom.

When I walked into the convenience store, it was still dark inside. The ground was messy, as if the people in the rest station were fleeing in panic for some reason.

Many unsold snacks and drinks were still placed intact on the shelves, and the rest station did not take them away when they left.

The entire rest station was weird.

Li Jiaming and Cheng Miya picked up a can of Coke casually, and the production date turned out to be 2,000.

"Sure enough, this rest station was abandoned 20 years ago." Li Jiaming said: "The food here has expired for at least 19 years. Some things are older than mine."

Cheng Miya didn't say anything, she was alert to the surroundings. She was concerned about whether the shadow that had just passed away was an illusion.

"Young Master, I'll be wronged tonight and stay for the first time." Bodyguard Lao Song quickly sorted out a corner of the convenience store and asked Li Jiaming and others to live together: "Everyone should stay together as much as possible, it's safer."

Seeing that everyone had settled down, the driver Lao Zhang took the oil barrel to the tanker to find gasoline.

After being frightened for most of the night, Cheng Miya's grandparents and parents accepted the arrangement silently, curled up in the corner covered by the paper shell, and closed their eyes to rest.

Li Jiaming and Cheng Miya hurried together, while the bodyguard Lao Song found a chair missing a foot and sat at the gate. He was about to stay overnight.

Soon, the abandoned convenience store became quiet. Only the whistling wind outside the door was still urging death, and it kept ringing loudly.

Cheng Xiaomao was young after all, so he couldn't stand falling asleep first, and he was breathing heavily in his nose. He was not honest when he fell asleep, and kicked his feet a few times and made an annoyed struggle.

I don't know what nightmare I'm having.

The girl was careful after all, so Cheng Miya found a piece of clothing to cover her younger brother and wrapped a long scarf he brought around Li Jiaming and herself.

The two of them moved slightly closer, and Cheng Miya leaned her little head against Li Jiaming's shoulder.

"Jiaming, I have always had one thing that is very strange. But what you said to my grandfather today made me suddenly understand." The girl whispered.

"Ah, what did I say?" Li Jiaming was a little confused.

"You said you feel that your soul is half missing. No matter how you look, you can't find it." The girl paused: "Actually, I have always had this feeling. I am actually a little bit withdrawn. From childhood to adulthood, girls of the same age started looking for boyfriends in junior high school. But I was very surprised and didn't like other boys."

"Well, don't get me wrong. I'm not really not interested in men. But I'm just not interested in the boys beside me. There is always a shadow in my mind, thinking that the person in my life must be waiting for me in a corner of the world. So no matter how many people pursue me, I have never agreed."

Li Jiaming opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Yes, yes. That's it. I grew up like this, and you feel exactly the same as mine."

Yes, as a rich second generation, he has met many excellent women since he was a child. But no woman can impress him, and no girl can catch his eye.

In junior high school and high school, countless girls knew that they were the richest son of Chuncheng, and tried every means to meet him and tried every means to climb him up. Even after going to college, their parents introduced him many excellent girls.

But none of Li Jiaming was interested. If he hadn't been very sure that his sexual orientation was not a problem, he would have long suspected that he was a G-something.

Until that day, he saw Cheng Miya. To be honest, although Cheng Miya was beautiful, she was just clean and pure. She had to score, at most about 70. She was far from many women he had seen.

But after seeing Cheng Miya, Li Jiaming could no longer move his eyes.
Chapter completed!