On September 10th, at 8:57 AM, Jiang Feng, with a disheveled appearance and an absent-minded expression like he was walking on clouds, dragged his luggage out of the train station.
Wu Minqi, who came to pick him up at the exit, hesitated for several seconds before daring to recognize him.
"Fengfeng, didn't you buy a soft sleeper ticket? How did you end up looking like this?" Wu Minqi asked.
Jiang Feng sighed, "Fate plays tricks on people!"
This time, everything was fine when he boarded the train: no footprints on the bedsheet and he was the only person in his compartment—a perfect place to get a good night's sleep. At that moment, Jiang Feng was somewhat relieved, feeling as if his single ticket purchase had earned him a billion.