"Dear passengers, we have arrived at Sha City station. Please take all your belongings with you as you disembark. Thank you for choosing to ride with us."
In the bustling crowd, Jiang Chen, with his luggage in tow, made his way toward the exit.
"Any passengers going to Song City? Fifty for one seat, leaving immediately!"
"Jianli, Jianli, hurry up, there's only one seat left!"
Murmurs rose uninterruptedly, bringing with them the familiar accents of Jiang Chen's hometown.
Faces of all expressions came into view, some greeting arrivals, others touting for business.
The clamor at the exit was overwhelming, yet none of the excitement seemed reserved just for me.
After his ticket was checked, Jiang Chen, dragging his suitcase, walked out of the exit alone.
"Young man, need a ride?"
"No thanks."
