On the back side of the bus, some older men and women were sitting without saying a single word. They all sat with their eyes closed and cold faces as their minds wandered among their families, their dreams, their hopes, and the doubt of if today they would make it home again. Sometimes it was even possible to see two or more men and women sighing at the same time, probably from hopelessness.
Lucifer's Descendant System
Fantasy · Zhanye
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