At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, in an abandoned community outside the fifth ring road of Liushui City.

Humming a little song, April holds a bright red box in her arms.

The last train of the Fifth Ring Road Ring Bus was 10:45, and when the bus driver heard that April was sitting at the terminal, a cold sweat inadvertently seeped out from his back.

You must know that the end of the bus station is a dilapidated two-story villa area, which has not been lived there for many years, and now there is suddenly such a child to sit at the end of the station, and the bus driver is still a little scared.

Fortunately, nothing strange happened along the way, and the little boy sat quietly in the last row......

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