The sound was clear and round, with obvious disgust and a faint excitement.

"You're going to pass the gate again?" A second voice sounded in the shadow, quiet and slightly cool, and it had a little empty echo, just like a coming from another place.

"Let's help you filter it first," the clear and round voice suddenly lowered, and said mysteriously, "I tell you, there is a very interesting guy this time."

The quiet and cool voice had no ups and downs: "Every time you say it's interesting, you're so bored in the end."

The subway speeds in the endless tunnel, one car window after another, connecting a bright light in the dark.

All windows are empty except for the first carriage.

A man sat sideways, bent one leg and looked ahead.

The real-time communication image is projected in the air, and the people on the other end are not sure where they are looking for, so dark that they can't even see their faces clearly.

"It's time, I won't talk about it."

The man unilaterally ended the communication and the image disappeared.

The subway seems to be faster.

The man looked out the window.

The lights in the carriage outlined the flow of his perfect and powerful body and the outline of his face carved with a knife and axe. It was a classical handsomeness, quiet and solemn.
Chapter completed!