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 he suddenly 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 be explained."

I was scared because I feared that what dad said might all be true. The next day, sure enough, he left me just like he promised. They found his body by the river.

She began to cry as she continued talking about how she met someone named Argen who became her love interest and lived with him for another year before he vanished into thin air.

Finally reaching her 20th birthday, she opened the letter from her father which revealed that at age 18 she would meet someone who would later leave her but she shouldn't search for them because they were impossible to find; tomorrow they could all be reunited.

The girl told me she was now 22 years old and her family treated her very well.

Suddenly I shivered violently as it dawned on me why no one had come up yet to buy tickets - everyone else must have been dead! Looking around frantically but seeing nothing unusual from anyone else's expression or behavior made this realization even more terrifying.

Asking the driver if we'd reached our destination only resulted in silence from him as if he hadn't noticed my presence at all; turning back towards where the girl once sat only revealed an empty seat where she should've been sitting right beside of mine again!

Screaming out loud in desperation "Stop this bus!!!" caused us to stop abruptly while I leaped out of it desperately hoping not get trampled underfoot when others followed suit - finding myself face down submerged deep within puddles of rainwater after landing hard onto wet ground rendered consciousness impossible due in part perhaps due exhaustion or loss-of-breath? Or maybe something far more sinister than any ordinary fall?

When people came upon their vehicle driving past us sometime later (the following day) finding this unfortunate soul lying motionless amidst water-soaked clothes soaked through soaked shoes splattered across wet asphalt covered road...