Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate Chapter 260 - 258: Midnight Bus

ng Xiaoyi bit her lip and looked at Wen Ying. "Doctor Wen, is it really okay for you to put us on your livestream without our consent?"

"I thought you liked being on cara. My apologies. Is there anyone else who doesn’t want to be on cara?"

No one spoke except for ng Xiaoyi.

With a re thought from Wen Ying, the drone automatically blocked ng Xiaoyi—or rather, it censored her completely.

Xu Jiali was the first to notice. When she saw one person pixelated while everyone else was still on cara, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

The viewers noticed it too.

ng Xiaoyi stared at the livestream feed, and when she saw it, her face turned deathly pale.

’How can anyone be such a bully?’

’Aren’t they just picking on because I’m all alone and powerless?’

ng Xiaoyi wanted to get Xie Fu Yao to speak up for her, but when she glanced over, Xie Fu Yao was staring down at her phone in silence.

[LMAO! The pixelated one has to be ng Xiaoyi, right? Doctor Wen’s livestreams never fail to surprise !]

[If you don’t want to be on cara, you get pixelated! This suddenly reminds of that A-lister who got canceled a while back. They were pixelated in all their shows. I guess ng Xiaoyi is getting the A-list treatnt now! She should be grateful!]

[I just love people like Doctor Wen and Miss Xu who always pay back what they get! We’re all just living our lives, why should anyone have to put up with you?]

[But isn’t anyone else weirded out? How did that pixelation just appear? Has technology really gotten this advanced?]

[I was watching, and Doctor Wen didn’t do anything, but ng Xiaoyi just got pixelated. What kind of insane tech is that?]

[After seeing that other world on Doctor Wen’s stream last ti, I knew her setup was sothing special. This just proves it even more. Her equipnt must be sothing that doesn’t even exist in our world! That’s how it’s always written in novels!]

[So Doctor Wen is a cheater? With a special power? A super high-tech special power? Mixed with the supernatural?]

"It’s getting late, so I’ll only take a call from one patient tonight. After that, we’ll have a giveaway for three winners."

The words had barely left her mouth when a call connected.

The screen split in two. A young man appeared next to Doctor Wen. He looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a tank top and sitting on a public bus.

Beside him sat a large, red plastic bag.

When the young man smiled, he flashed a brilliant grin, showing eight pearly-white teeth.

[It’s past two in the morning, right? There are still buses running???]

The young man chuckled and greeted everyone in the stream. "I thought all the buses had stopped running too. I can’t believe I managed to catch one. Talk about a blessing from heaven, right?"

As he spoke, the young man sent a gift worth a thousand yuan.

Since he knew Doctor Wen’s rules, he didn’t waste any ti.

[Bro, what are you doing out so late? There are actually other people on that bus besides you? I just wanna ask, what city are you in?]

[I don’t know why, but I’m already getting the chills! I must be a true fan of this stream!]

[Doctor Wen said she’d show us ghosts on her stream. Calling it now: soone on that bus isn’t human!]

The young man looked at the few other passengers scattered around the bus and shook his head. "You guys really guessed wrong this ti. When I got on, I checked the driver—he has a shadow! The old woman, the couple behind her, and the little girl in red, they all smiled at . They seem like simple, honest folk! I wouldn’t have dared get on otherwise, right? This is the first ti I’ve ever seen a bus running this late! When your luck’s in, nothing can stand in your way!"

The young man seed a bit smug.

[This crop of viewers... we’ve all agreed not to call you out on it! We just want to know, patient, what are you up to so late at night?]

"? Ugh, don’t get started. It’s a long story! I have no idea what my dad was thinking, but he insisted I go back to our ancestral hotown in the middle of the night to burn offerings for our ancestors! I an, where am I supposed to find transportation at this hour? But you can’t disobey your old man, so I bought all the stuff and set off. Thank God I ran into this bus! It’ll take most of the way there!"

[So that plastic bag is full of stuff for burning offerings?]

"Yep! Nowadays, you need all the proper stuff for offerings: Yellow Paper, incense, a little wine, so good food, and so paper gold ingots to burn! I even brought so modern clothes for my ancestors! Cost five hundred yuan! More than enough!"

[A midnight bus? Burning offerings? Mysterious passengers? What kind of recipe for disaster is this?]

[Terrifying! This is a terrible on! Doctor Wen, hurry up and check this kid out!]

[If there’s nothing wrong with this situation, I’ll eat my hat!]

The young man read the comnts with disdain. People his age always thought they were invincible. ’Besides, there’s no such thing as ghosts in this world!’

"You guys are just being overly cautious! A bus shows up late at night, and suddenly it’s a ghost bus? If you don’t believe , just ask Doctor Wen!"

Hearing this, Wen Ying smiled. "There are indeed people on this bus."

"See? SEE? Did you hear that? Even Doctor Wen said there are people on board!"

[You moron! Aren’t *you* a person?]

[Doctor Wen, besides this moron, is there anyone else on that bus?]

"Doctor Wen, they only believe you. Don’t tell them anything!" ’This crop of viewers just loves to be proven wrong!’ the young man thought.

’I already told them I checked when I got on!’

’How could there possibly be ghosts?’

"Patient, why don’t you take a look at the little girl behind you?"

Hearing Wen Ying’s suggestion, the young man turned to look at the little girl in the red dress behind him. She had a very sweet smile, two cute little pigtails, and was holding a lollipop from so unknown brand and a small, sachet-like pouch.

As the young man looked at the little girl, she was looking right back at him.

The young man suddenly shuddered. ’Why is this kid staring at like that?’

"Little one, where are your parents?"

The little girl just smiled without a word, her eyes fixed on him.

"Aren’t you scared, being out so late by yourself?"

The little girl shook her head but remained silent.

The young man found this strange and looked toward the other passengers—just an old woman and a married couple.

When he glanced over, all of them were staring right at him.

A chill ran down his spine, but he quickly shook his head. ’How can I let myself get so spooked?’

"Is this little girl your child?"

They stared at him, but no one answered.

Just then, the little girl spoke. "My mommy’s missing. Can you help find her, big brother?"

Clearly, the little girl didn’t belong to any of the other people on the bus.

’How did such a little kid get on the bus by herself?’

’It’s so late. Aren’t her parents worried? Haven’t they noticed she’s missing?’

’So parents are so careless!’

The young man forced a gentle-looking smile. "Little one, where’s your mommy? Or where’s your house? Do you know? If not, how about we call 911?"

"I don’t want to. I want you to help find my mommy, big brother."