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The moon rose to the top of the Western Mountain and slowly fell downwards. The silver light on the ground began to fade away, but the morning star in the sky became more conspicuous. Qin Ying was holding a flat travel bag and looking up at the sky. He saw that the sky in the east was about to open up, and the scattered clouds were slowly moving away, like puddles of tofu scattered by children. This third-class station is still dilapidated. The paint on the iron railings at the exit is peeling off, and several broken windows in the waiting room are scrawled with plastic paper. But what surprised Qin Ying was that there were two iron billboards in the small square in front of the station, one about high-quality rabbit breeds and the other about electronic components. Although the language is old-fashioned and the design is clumsy, especially the rabbit with a ferocious face, like an eye-catching white-fronted tiger that has come to collect debts, the sudden appearance of a new thing like a billboard still made Qin Ying stop involuntarily.