In the tired and lazy morning, laughter and hustle and bustle are like boiling water, slowly rising to break the calm bubbles, and the refreshing and quiet air is mixed with three or two laughs, which is the part of the memory that blurs the face.

Song Lisheng lay on the table, his eyes closed, heavy sleepiness swept through his mind, but before he could fully fall asleep, all kinds of sounds came into his ears like white noise, and at a certain point fell silent for a moment.

This silence made Song Lisheng wake up, raised his head in confusion, and subconsciously looked out the window.

What happened?

A sudden uproar of discussion ensued, and the shrill honking of police cars pierced the calm of the campus......

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