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The taste of hometown, the story of hometown. You are safe and sound outside, don't forget the way home...

That day, after Zhou Li got up from his nap, he walked out of the school gate humming a small tune with extremely leisurely steps. Not far from the guard, he raised his right leg high and made a motion to get out of the car. The clumsy guard always ordered Zhou Li to get off the bicycle every time when he was riding his bicycle. But today, he seemed to lack some imagination. He slowly turned his head to the side, as if he was turning a blind eye. When Zhou Li was crossing the pedestrian bridge, a man hurriedly came towards him. His clothes were not very eye-catching, but his eyes kept wandering around, looking around. The sun was still very strong in the afternoon, and the trees around the road were all dying and listless. The man must have been baking for a long time on the overpass.