When we returned to Yong'an, it was already very late. Team Wang went to hand over the prisoners first, and Tristan Xuan took Sebastian Sheng back to his home.
Yong'an is different from warmer places like Dongchuan and Yuyang. It is located to the north and it is already midwinter. It gets dark very early. In the night, the streets are filled with misty smoke - smoke from cars, fog from people, and the intertwined smell of food coming out of the windows of small shops along the street.
The colder it is, the more vibrant the fireworks become, as if they are eager to fight the cold.
Tristan Xuan didn't take the main road, but walked through small alleys. He hadn't been home for a long time and had to buy something to fill the refrigerator. He could dig out any small shop in the corner and buy two kilograms of snacks from this one, and some fruit from that one. After a while, there were a bunch of bags of various sizes hanging on his arms, and they were chatting along the way. After chatting, you can always get some extra gifts, and everyone looks familiar to you.
"More like a human being." Sebastian Sheng looked at his back and thought to himself.
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