It was night, the cold moonlight sprinkled on the cold track, and in the distance, there seemed to be a rumbling sound coming, and there was a small light source once the United States was at a distance on both sides of the track.

Under the howling north wind, the saplings on both sides swayed back and forth, wiping the dim light from time to time, and the extended reflection was cast on the passing train windows.

Zhou Guojun turned over, maybe he had never been on a train, he felt a little awkward, he had always had a good quality of sleep, but he had rare insomnia, and he couldn't sleep after turning over, Zhou Guojun was a little depressed, and sat by the window, and the shadows that often cast on the window were reflected in him......

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