Gong Ruini lay in the truck bed, feeling dizzy. Sigh, she initially thought that taking a car would be better than taking a train.
For instance, at least she could lie down, maybe even sleep comfortably, but she didn't expect the situation to be worse than on the train.
There are all sorts of downsides on trains, but at least one thing is better than being in a car, and that's that there's no draft.
Previously, Gong Ruini used to feel that the train compartments were stuffy, and the smell was unpleasant. No doubt, the air was better sitting in the truck bed, but the wind kept blowing in.
"Cold?" Zhao Xuran saw Gong Ruini shiver and knew she must be cold.
But there was nothing they could do; they had already used quilts to enclose the area where they were sitting, but the wind in the dead of winter was fierce, and when the car was moving, the wind poured into the truck bed as if it cost nothing.
