"Hansheng, wake up quickly, the train is arriving at its station.",As Chen Hansheng looked around at the scene before him, combined with the songs playing on the streets, his head suddenly felt a little dizzy. This cliché plotline had actually happened to him. A wave of nausea hit him again, and Chen Hansheng couldn't help but walk to the side of the road and vomit.,Now Wang Zibao was no longer strange, he just treated his friends' strangeness as coming from last night's endless confession.。