Wedge
Nothing could be seen clearly outside the gray window. Following the rhythm of the railway tracks, Yi Ran, who was lying on the table, suddenly felt his stomach churning like a sea.
Yes, how can you feel comfortable after drinking so much wine?
Her eyelids were very heavy, she had a splitting headache, and the pins and needles feeling made her frown.
The hazy, misty eyes gradually became clear. When he saw clearly where he was, Yi Ran was startled unconsciously, and his brain, which was still confused, became much clearer while breathing.
She shook her head vigorously, and her silky black hair flew in the air. "Why am I on the train? What's going on?" Before she was fully awake, she began to feel confused again, thinking she was in a dream. I patted my head hard. Apart from remembering that I was drinking in the room, everything else was like a ball of mud.
His body was still weak, and fatigue came over him after a while. "Forget it, let me rest first..." Yi Ran thought, his eyes drooped, and he fell into infinite drowsiness again.
Not far away, a man with his arms folded across his chest and wearing sunglasses in a black suit was staring at her closely, with a strange smile inadvertently showing at the corner of his mouth...