Zhou Zifu stared fixedly at the empty back seat, his knuckles gripping the steering wheel turning white, cold sweat breaking out on his back, even his breath shook with tremors.
He gasped for breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, muttering to himself, "I must have seen it wrong, definitely saw it wrong... I've been too tired recently, having hallucinations..."
He feigned calmness as he restarted the car, but as the wheels rolled out a few meters, he couldn't help but glance into the rearview mirror again. The rearview mirror showed emptiness, which made him let out a breath of relief.
But at that moment, a familiar voice rang in his ear, "What are you looking at?"
"Ah~"
Zhou Zifu exclaimed in fright, sharply turning the steering wheel, the car scraped along the roadside guardrail and slid a long way before crashing heavily into a road sign and stopping.
