Haicheng Railway Station.
The setting sun at dusk was filled with the steam gushing out of the train, and the sound of the whistle stopped as the steel body gradually slowed down.
The sky was filled with rosy clouds, and tired passengers rushed out. The entire quiet and empty station immediately became lively.
A stern young man in a smoky grey windbreaker was carrying a suitcase in one hand and half supporting the lazy and sleepy looking big cat leaning on his shoulder with the other hand. His fingers considerately smoothed the slightly wrinkled hem of the dark blue suit vest of the person in his arms.
He didn't care about the eyes of others, tilted his head and whispered: "Go back to sleep."
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