392 Is it your dog?

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A green train stood there.

Upon seeing the train, people rushed towards it like the wind.

The crowd was noticeably more packed.

Lin Tang even saw some young people climbing through the windows into the train.

Their movements were exceptionally agile, as if they had done it countless times before.

After what seemed like an eternity of pushing and shoving, Lin Tang and company finally boarded the train.

Once aboard, it was still crowded.

Gu Yingzhou, a regular on the train, led Lin Tang straight to the sleeping berth area.

Qin Suqing sensed something amiss and tugged at Lin Tang's clothes.

"Tangtang, our tickets aren't for the sleeper berths, right?"

Sleeper tickets were hard to come by; the Textile Factory had only managed to get three for the likes of the elder Yang and others.

Gu Yingzhou stopped in his tracks and said, "I purchased a few extra sleeper tickets. If Comrade Qin doesn't mind, let's go together."