The night fell again, and the lights of Shangjing city were on.
Most of the people had already returned home after a day's hard work; however, more people came out at night.
we're at Tianyuan bridge station. Please get off from the back door quickly. Don't waste time! the ticket aunty on the tracked bus shouted to the passengers while shaking the bell in her hand.
The ticket aunty spoke a little urgently, and the copper Bell in her hand rang non-stop, as if urging her.
Hearing the other people's eagerness to go home, Xia Pingan pulled his collar, stood up, and walked down from the small tracked bus train in a few steps. The few office workers waiting at the platform quickly squeezed into the train. The door of the small tracked train quickly closed, and the train quickly left in the steam.
Xia Pingan sized up the Tianyuan bridge.
