chapter 27 three minutes

Although I feel faintly uneasy, I still hope that Felicia Tao shut down the phone because of her temper or a problem with the mobile phone card, etc., and I just hope that nothing really happens to her.

When we went out, it was getting dark. Hooligan and I went Mute to the long-distance bus station, and finally caught the last bus. It took more Bullshit ten hours of bumpy rides. When we arrived at the destination, it was already six in the morning of the next day. It was too...