The next morning, amidst the voices of these students, a long train whistle sounded as the train reached its destination.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue disembarked along with the other passengers after the students had left the train and exited the station.
A light drizzle fell, like smoke and fog.
"Let's find a hostel to settle in first," Lu Jiang said as he held his coat over Feng Qingxue's head. "I remember comrades from Shanghai saying that the bus routes from the train station are the most numerous. You can find the right tram to anywhere! Let's not rush!"
Feng Qingxue nodded, "Alright, let's find a place to stay first!"
Upon asking around, there indeed was a state-run hotel nearby.
The bored-looking receptionist was sitting in the hall downstairs, which served as the front desk, with a languid attitude. He only stood up when he saw them, greeting them with a smile, "Serving the people. Are you two comrades from the Liberation Army looking to stay over?"