Heavy rain capsized Dongdu.

Ninghu, a few hundred kilometers from Dongdu, was sunny.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Li Tianlan, dressed in a tracksuit and reappeared as a young mute, walked leisurely on the neat and tidy street of Ninghu and pulled an excessively bulky draw-bar box, looking like a young man traveling abroad alone. He was so ordinary that no attention was paid to him along the way.

In the morning, the warm sunshine quietly ...