"Whoosh-"

Mu Lianli's small sound of breaking through the air woke me up.

I looked up and subconsciously looked at the public loser, but the public lost the box pointed to the ticket window at me.

"Where are you going?"

In the old-fashioned train station, which is almost uninhabited, the conductor quickly flicked the ballpoint pen in his hand and asked again angrily:

"It's almost 22 o'clock, we will close the ticket sales and check-in, and we won't be able to get on the bus."

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