The train station.
Chen Feng carried only a dark green canvas shoulder bag. He traveled light, unlike the others, who were weighed down by bulky bags and looked exhausted. Finding his seat with ticket in hand, Chen Feng closed his eyes to rest. Though not physically tired, he felt a strange sense of disconnect from his surroundings.
He hadn't enjoyed the quiet for long before a crisp, melodious voice broke the silence.
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