One stop too far

我坐公交车去找朋友，一路上都在看手机。

Wǒ zuò gōngjiāochē qù zhǎo péngyou, yílù shang dōu zài kàn shǒujī.

I take the bus to meet a friend, looking at my phone the whole way.

抬头的时候，车已经开过了我要下的那一站。

Táitóu de shíhou, chē yǐjīng kāi guò le wǒ yào xià de nà yí zhàn.

When I look up, the bus has already passed my stop.

我在下一站下车，想走回去。

Wǒ zài xià yí zhàn xià chē, xiǎng zǒu huíqu.

I get off at the next stop, planning to walk back.

路边有一家书店，门上写着：“今天下午，作者见面会。”

Lùbiān yǒu yì jiā shūdiàn, mén shang xiězhe: “Jīntiān xiàwǔ, zuòzhě jiànmiànhuì.”

A bookshop by the road has a sign: “Meet the author this afternoon.”

那正好是朋友最喜欢的作者。

Nà zhènghǎo shì péngyou zuì xǐhuan de zuòzhě.

It happens to be my friend’s favorite author.

我给他发了地址：“不用来车站了，我们在书店见吧。”

Wǒ gěi tā fā le dìzhǐ: “Bú yòng lái chēzhàn le, wǒmen zài shūdiàn jiàn ba.”

I send him the address. “No need to come to the bus stop. Let’s meet at the bookshop.”