The whole way was bumpy, four hours spent, and everything in Cheng Hao's stomach got shaken out—he puked until the world spun.
This shitty place, why are the roads so bad!
From yesterday to today, Cheng Hao had only eaten instant noodles from his bag. Luckily, he bought quite a few before leaving, or he wouldn't have managed even that.
As soon as he got off the bus, Cheng Hao ignored everything else and sat right down on a stone by the roadside. After he finished throwing up, he finally felt much better.
Compared to Ningbei, Gaoliang County really is a backward county town—couldn't be more backward. The tallest building? Just six stories high!
Where does Yicheng live again?
Cheng Hao rolled his eyes, glanced at the run-down town, and made up his mind to tell Pei Yicheng just how tough it's been when he saw him.
