C41 He Was Still Thinking about That Damn Girl

The subway was like a market, a place full of life, full of all kinds of people, and the flow of people could disperse some of her sadness and sadness, and reduce her tears a little. As the crowd walked aimlessly, she no longer sat up in the subway seat. She sat at the end of the seat.

When the staff came over to check, they called her out. She seemed to be deaf