The C2703 high-speed train departed from the station north of Huanjing, accompanied by bright sparks, shuttling under the pitch-black sky. It slowly headed towards the south of Huanjing.
The wheels rumbled over the high-speed railway tracks, sounding like the buzzing of a giant bee.
At this very moment, atop this high-speed train, Mingye and a girl in a gothic dress were sitting on the edge, the steel plate of the car below them transmitting slight vibrations.
Under the moonlight, both lowered their eyes, silently gazing at the city.
Mingye bent one leg while the other hung between two windows below: it was a tricky position, just in case some unfortunate passenger sitting below suddenly turned their head, saw a human leg outside the window, and got so scared that they foamed at the mouth, losing consciousness.
Whooo...
The whistling evening wind brushed against his cheeks, tousling his hair.