We’re Not Alike!

They arrived at the bus stop after walking for a short distance.

Zhang Xiaotong was just like the rest of the people by the bus stop as she lowered her head and played with her phone.

However, she would occasionally raise her head and casually look to her back before quickly lowering her head back down.

Liu Zilang was standing at the back of the bus station as he stretched himself lazily to warm his body up.

He looked at students in their school uniforms and with their bags, waiting to board onto the bus. A weird vibe hit him as if he felt that he was getting old.

Then he noticed a row of claw machines behind him, just along the street of shops. They were the type of claw machines that required tokens to play.