Shimmer

Kenting Station on Wednesday was bustling but harmonious. The bus that arrived at the station only stopped for five minutes, and then left in a dusty mess. Qiu Xiaowen got out of the car dragging a heavy suitcase and a dilapidated but stuffed backpack. He looked around with a frown, and everything illuminated by the abundant sunlight made her dizzy. An old woman and a five- or six-year-old boy were sitting not far away waiting for the bus. There were so many Kenting specialties around her that the zipper of her schoolbag burst. On the steps at the exit, there were three or five young drivers chatting and waiting for business. Two of them looked at Qiu Xiaowen from time to time. A group of energetic young people carrying backpacks walked out of the station talking and laughing. They seemed to be on vacation.