C282 Converging Human Pulse

It was almost New Year's, and the weather was still not clear. The flowers and plants by the horse path were all on Shuang'er. People on the street were wearing thick clothes and breathing white air.

At CS city's airport, the number of passengers boarding and disembarking from the plane did not decrease.

Sun Tie held up the sign and stood at the entrance of the passage to receive them