去年，那是一个雨夜，我在国道上拦了一辆车回重庆，现在回想一下，那应该是辆很破的老式客车，车子很空，在车子的最后一排坐着一位少女，她旁边有一排空座。我走过去问她：“这个位子我可以坐吗？”她微笑的点了点头，她很美，美得有点让人惊讶。她穿着一条素色的长裙，出于一种男人的本性，于是我便和她聊了起来。我和她聊了一些我的往事。

她听的很入神，讲到情深之处她还有一些感触。接着，她的话匣子也打开了。她说：“我今年22岁，小时候很苦，在我五岁生日那天，爸爸突然走到我面前对我说：明天妈妈就会离开我们，不要伤心。那时我还小，并没有在意。第二天早上醒来，我听到妈妈过世的噩耗，我用一种诧异的神看着爸爸，他只是对我苦苦地笑。就这样爸爸、我和弟弟三人又过了几年，在我十岁生日那天晚上爸爸泪流满面的对我说：明天弟弟也要离开我们了”。I ask: “Where is my brother going?” Dad said: “My brother will go to mom's place.” That time I also didn't understand. And then over a year, my brother mysteriously disappeared, I felt fear, went to find dad, dad looked at me with a cold and indifferent gaze without saying a word. After that few years, I was living well but on my 15th birthday morning, dad prepared everything in the house for me and had a birthday party for me in the evening. Suddenly he said: "Tomorrow your father will leave you too." He handed me a letter and said: "Wait until you are 20 years old before opening it. Everything will make sense."

I was scared because I feared that what dad said might be true. The next day, as predicted by him, he really left us; his body was found by the river later.

She continued talking about her life after her father's death till she met Argen who became her lover but he suddenly vanished one day leaving her heartbroken again.

Finally she opened up about how she received another letter from her father when she turned 20 which told her that everything would be alright soon and they would all reunite.

As I listened to this story filled with sadness and pain on this dark rainy night while sitting on the last row of an old bus returning to Chongqing , something strange happened around us but nobody else seemed to notice or react like anything unusual had occurred except when we stopped at some point during our journey whereupon passengers disembarked only to return later without any explanation given by our driver whose face remained expressionless throughout despite being asked repeatedly if we were approaching our destination

The girl sat across from me now smiling warmly as if nothing out of ordinary had transpired between us during those moments earlier in time yet both knew deep down inside ourselves there existed something inexplicable lingering within each other's souls like ghostly shadows haunting through every corner of existence waiting patiently until their moment arrives once more so let them not forget even though they tried hard enough knowing full well what horrors lurked beneath these dimly lit roads where headlights cast eerie silhouettes against walls covered with raindrops glistening under moonlight...