The round-faced girl opposite couldn't hold back, "Comrade. Where are you from?"
Chaoyang was resting with his eyes closed, without opening his eyes at all. Xiang Dong looked up and glanced at them indifferently, "Comrade, I'm sorry, my mom told me when I went out, I can't talk to female comrades. Sorry about that."
Chaoyang nearly lost his composure at Xiang Dong's response; this answer was truly perfect.
The girl felt embarrassed again, this time a bit ashamed and angry, but was held back by the girl next to her.
If they made a scene, it would not look good for them.
Because of this awkward encounter, Xiang Dong received countless disdainful looks in the following time.
When it was ten o'clock, the train lights went out. Xiang Dong leaned back with his eyes closed, thinking of the knowledge he had learned before. Otherwise, he might also fall asleep soon.
In fact, there wasn't anything valuable in their bags, just their change of clothes and supplies.
