Trapped in the Artist's Nightmare Chapter 215

City A is not far away, and it only takes four hours by train.

It was early winter, and the sky and earth had not yet completely lost their colors. Outside the train window, glaring red maple trees were speeding past, seemingly setting the entire train on fire.

Nathan Ke and Adrian Mu were sitting side by side, with their palms spread out. The width of their palms and the length of their fingers were surprisingly consistent, and at a glance they looked like the same person's hands.

If you look closely, Nathan Ke's hands are rougher, and there are thin calluses of varying degrees on the palms and fingers.

"Look, your career line is long." Nathan Ke drew a line on Adrian Mu's palm and compared it with his own. "My career ambition is too poor... But my love line is thick!"