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As the taxi shuttles through the bustling city, the drizzle under the night sky gathers slowly on the windshield like sand in an hourglass, then quietly slips away. Inside the car, the atmosphere is awkward and unusually heavy. Each person is immersed in their own thoughts, especially the taxi driver, who tightly grips the steering wheel and occasionally steals glances at the passengers through the rearview mirror. He dares not say a word, only wanting to quickly deliver these special passengers to their destination and relieve himself from this unusual pressure.
As the car continues on, Leo's breath seems to grow weaker, and he falls into a semi-conscious state. This further intensifies the heaviness inside the car, especially for Emily, whose worry and anxiety reach their peak at this moment. She occasionally reaches out to touch Leo's forehead, feeling the heat, and her unease drips down like the rain outside, unstoppable.
"Hey, Leo, you can't just fall asleep like this," Emily tried to wake Leo up in a light tone, but her voice revealed an unmistakable worry and urgency. She gently shook Leo's shoulder, hoping to keep him awake, but Leo seemed to only make a faint response.
As Emily anxiously tried to wake the unconscious Leo, Jim furrowed his brow, his gaze shifting forward, locking onto the taxi driver who was peeking through the rearview mirror. As Leo's condition significantly worsened, Jim's anxiety turned into action. Leaning forward, his tone became stern and unquestionable as he said to the driver, "Hey, driver, listen to me, I don't care what you have to do, but I need you to speed up right now!"
The taxi driver was shocked by the sudden threatening atmosphere from Jim, feeling the imposing pressure behind him instantly. He instinctively gripped the steering wheel tightly, his heart racing. The man in front of him, who was clearly not an ordinary passenger, left him no room for hesitation. Taking a deep breath, the taxi driver nodded and said, "Okay, sir, I'll try to speed up." With that, he stepped on the gas, and the vehicle's speed noticeably increased, weaving through the traffic in the night, striving to find every possible gap to break through.
The atmosphere inside the car became tense once again, and Emily and Sarah looked at Leo with even more concern, hoping he could hold on. Jim, on the other hand, maintained a serious expression, ensuring that the driver wouldn't slow down due to fear, as every second of their speed could be a matter of life and death for Leo.
At this moment, the taxi is like a shooting star shuttling through the night, speeding forward. In everyone's heart, there is only one thought: to safely deliver Leo to his destination before time runs out.
As the taxi delves into the other side of the city, the outside world seems to change along with it. The flashing neon lights are gradually replaced by dim streetlights, and the towering skyscrapers become rows of low, crowded, dilapidated buildings. This is the backside of the city, far from the bustling prosperity, immersed in a continuous night.
Outside the car window, scenes of the slum unfold one after another. The streets are piled with garbage, emitting a foul smell, and rats scuttle through the piles. Thugs gather on the street, holding cigarettes and alcohol, making loud noises. Their eyes are sharp like those of a leopard, filled with hostility and assessment towards any passersby.
The neon lights of brothels and hotels are particularly glaring in the rain. At the entrances of these places, there are always a few gorgeously dressed women soliciting passing customers, their smiles hiding endless weariness and helplessness. Occasionally, there are one or two homeless people huddled in the corners, using newspapers to shield themselves from the rain. The despair in their eyes seems to have lost all hope in this world.
This scene made the atmosphere inside the car even heavier. Everyone was silently looking at the outside world, perhaps thinking about their own past and future. And for Leo, who was seriously injured, the upcoming destination could be a new beginning, or it could be the start of another purgatory. The taxi shuttled through this chaos, seemingly about to take them to an unknown fate.
As the taxi delved into the dark corners of the city, it turned into a narrow alley. The light here was even dimmer, and some homeless people were scattered along the walls, using old newspapers and tattered cloth to shield themselves from the wind and rain. Their eyes revealed the hardships of life and the indifference of society. Some of them cast their gaze on the taxi entering their territory, with a glint of curiosity and wariness, as well as a hint of ill intent.
The taxi driver appeared particularly nervous in this environment, gripping the steering wheel tightly and glancing back and forth in the rearview mirror, seemingly alert to any potential anomalies around. At the end of a small alley stood a plain and unremarkable building, blending into its surroundings to the point of being almost overlooked.
Finally, the taxi came to a slow stop in front of the building, the engine's noise jarringly loud in the quiet night. Jim pulled out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and casually tossed it to the driver, saying, "Well done." This seemingly contained a recognition of the driver's efforts and served as a reward for his calm and professionalism displayed during this peculiar journey.
The driver took the banknotes and a complex expression appeared on his face, showing both fatigue and a subtle sense of relief. He didn't say much, just nodded, then restarted the vehicle and slowly drove away from this alley full of stories, leaving behind Jim, Emily, and the unconscious Leo. Facing the new stage that was about to unfold, where would their destinies lead them?
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