The checkout line was long, and we stood at the back of the line, moving with the crowd.

The bustling sound faded away, and there was no sound in the whole procession.

When we finally arrived, the scanner was making a wooden sound, and the cashier's voice was equally cold.

“390。”

I clutched my clothes in one hand......

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