He walked on a road that was crushed by heavy trucks. The dim yellow streetlights and bright incandescent lights ahead tormented his eyes, and the harsh sirens behind him reminded him that the train was about to pass.
The sky in this place has been buried.
Sky Tomb.
[To quote a friend, this is the story of the struggle of two people who walked out of a small town and entered the big world... Yes, that's right, in the setting of this article, apart from their appearance, both of them are diaosi! ! !