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A familiar touch swept along with the cool breeze smelling of engine oil, lingering in my ears like the whisper of a white-winged angel. In a daze, the bus passed the stop sign and turned into an asphalt curve blocked by the dense sycamore trees. \

This is an extremely common convenience store, and stores similar to it can be seen in every corner of the city. In addition to being the same, there are also slight differences. When it comes to the night shift, these differences will increase slightly. At night, there will be a store manager who is chubby, stable, and can solve everything in time; there is also a young girl Xiaomiao who is full of energy, a little impetuous, and regards store rules as ironclad rules; there are also regular customers like Brother Huan, Ruan Ye, and the programmer who remains unknown; and there are thousands of customers who are short-lived but really shine in life. Where is the difference? Maybe the expired lunch box will be discarded later, maybe there will be more hot oden soup, maybe it is the inadvertent words from the store manager or Xiaomiao, so that those souls who are walking at night and have nowhere to rely on can get a little comfort here. Here, no night is ever the same.

(1) 23 years ago, Chu Ning and Yi Er landed in this world a few minutes apart. Their eyes were tightly squinted and they were wrinkled. They cried to the roof of the hospital. (2) There are thousands of roads in life, and countless passers-by. Some go east and some go west, but I only go to you. --Yier