Seeing the coal ash, Yang Xiao inexplicably shivered, and a few seconds later, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind — the script box he received contained black ashes.
The corridor was narrow and crowded, probably less than two meters wide. Normally it's fine, but if someone is cooking by the stove, the rest can only squeeze sideways to pass.
Yet the people here were surprisingly friendly; knowing that Yang Xiao and the other person were new, everyone took the initiative to greet them and let them pass.
During the walk, a big brother in a white tank top inexplicably stuffed two white buns into Yang Xiao's pocket, which made Yang Xiao and the other feel overwhelmed and they kept thanking him along the way.
Yang Xiao actually has some social anxiety. He controlled it with great effort at the Patrol Defense Office, and in such a scene just now, it nearly provoked his social anxiety, but he barely managed to escape into his room.
