If this men was asleep,how tired was he to be able to sit and sleep while reading the newspaper? It was still because something had happened to this men.
Sometimes,I admired my imagination. I didn't think that I would think of this at all. However,this made me hesitate. Should I wake up this men or leave? But I still have so many things to order. Now that I' m gone,isn't it a waste? If I were to stay here and treat this men as transparent,it would be impossible. In the end,I chose to sit down.
"Han Yang"
When a men voice reached my ears,I realized that the men sitting across from me did not fall asleep. On the contrary,his eyes were pitch-black as ink,and the sun shone in the middle,making people feel as if they were going to fall in. I only said two words,but I did not understand what
