Outside the Abyss Bay Port, a small passenger car was carrying a middle-aged driver and six passengers, four of whom were middle-aged men wearing gray coats and one was a young woman.

"Asheng, haven't you finished writing yet?" The middle-aged driver looked back at a middle-aged man behind him. The middle-aged man was writing on a piece of paper and said in a pure Mandarin accent: "What does this signature mean?"

"Asheng, signing means signing." The middle-aged driver said unhappily.

"What should I write?"

"Asheng, you've never signed before?"

"No, what on earth should I write?"

"Sir, please think about it."

"I don't know, what on earth should I write?"

The young woman couldn't help but remind him, "It's just a signature."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized what was going on, whispered something to the other three companions, and then they all wrote their names on it with ballpoint pens.

The middle-aged driver said "Hey" in a bad mood and muttered something. No one could hear what he said clearly, but it was probably not a good thing. He took it, looked at it, and stuffed it back to the middle-aged man in the gray coat. His attitude was as bad as it could be.

The young woman traveled between the Abyss and Hong Kong from time to time, and was not surprised by this.

Although not all drivers are like this, a large portion of them do have a very bad attitude. They refuse to speak properly, have a strange arrogance, and often answer passengers' questions with rhetorical questions - even though they are obviously just drivers.

If you go to another place, the passengers may just get off the bus and ignore him, but these drivers usually work for travel agencies and have already collected the money, so you won’t lose out if you don’t take him. In addition, many passengers are not aware of the customs clearance procedures, nor do they know how to get back on the bus after the customs clearance, so they often just have to endure it, since it’s only a short journey anyway.

What's more, the driver just had a bad tone, and the interaction lasted only an hour. Even if you complain to the travel agency, they won't do anything. At most, it will suddenly put a lump in your mood for traveling and make you lose all your mood.

After writing down the documents needed for customs clearance, the driver opened the automatic door, got out of the car to help them take out their luggage, and let the six of them get off the car and enter the Abyss Bay Port to pass customs.

Out of politeness, the young woman said "thank you", and the other three middle-aged men walked down without saying a word. Only the middle-aged man in the gray coat who had been writing documents and asked several questions bowed his head and thanked him, and even patted the middle-aged driver on the shoulder in a friendly manner to show his friendliness.

The middle-aged driver frowned slightly, as if he felt that this person's hands were not clean, but he didn't say anything. He pointed to the checkpoint and said to them: "Go through the checkpoint to parking space No. 6 and find the China-Hong Kong Express bus. Show them the sticker I gave you."

When several middle-aged men and young women turned to leave, the young woman heard the middle-aged driver hum "mainland laotou", then he slammed the car door and drove away.

The young woman glanced at the middle-aged man next to her, who was looking at the departing car with a meaningful look. The young woman said awkwardly: "Not all Hong Kong people are like this... But we ourselves also feel that many Hong Kong people have a very poor service attitude."

"It's okay." The middle-aged man said, "The mouth is the source of trouble. I just think that sooner or later he will get into trouble."

Although the young woman felt embarrassed by the bad attitude of the Hong Kong driver just now, she did not want to curse her compatriots with others, so she quickly changed the subject while walking: "Are you here to travel in Hong Kong? Then you have to go through the mainland immigration channel."

"No." The middle-aged man took out a Mainland Travel Permit and said, "I am traveling to the Mainland. I am a Hong Kong resident."

The young woman was slightly stunned. You are a Hong Konger, but you can speak Mandarin so fluently? And you don’t even know that “signature” means “sign”?

There is basically no such thing as "signature" in the mainland, so the young woman subconsciously thought that the middle-aged man was from the mainland, and the middle-aged man's authentic Mandarin further confirmed her idea.

But she was only slightly confused, and soon the queue at the checkpoint separated them. Now the checkpoint is fully automatic, and after the young woman successfully passed the checkpoint, she found the China-Hong Kong Express bus and took it to Lianjiang.

On the bus, the young woman saw the four strange middle-aged men already on board. The bus was full and drove away. After shaking for more than two hours, the bus arrived in the urban area of ​​Lianjiang.

Most of the passengers on the bus were asleep or half asleep listening to music, when suddenly someone shouted, "Driver, I want to get off!"

Everyone was awakened, including the young woman. She saw the four middle-aged men hurriedly leaving the bus. When one of them walked past her, a card fell out of his trouser pocket. She picked it up, took a look at it, and then grabbed the man's hand and said, "Bai Shu, your pass!"

However, the man glanced at her strangely, shook his hand, and broke free from the young woman's hand. Then he followed the three people in front and ran away without looking back. After a while, he completely disappeared.

The young woman was stunned, feeling strange. But she couldn't chase him now, so she gave the pass to the driver for safekeeping. If the man found out that he had lost his pass, he would ask the driver for it.

Arriving at Lianjiang Hotel, the young woman checked in and checked in. She was tired from the day's ride, so she took a shower, changed her clothes, and prepared to go to bed early - she was on a business trip and would be handing over to the counterpart company tomorrow.

When she was lying in bed, she suddenly remembered the four middle-aged men she met today.

They are weird, very weird.

She remembered that when filling in the entry documents, the other three people did not speak a word and waited for the companion who only spoke Mandarin to teach them.

The middle-aged man who had lost his mainland travel permit and whose hand she grabbed was also very surprised.

The young woman didn't react at that time, but now when she recalled it, she felt that the hand she grabbed was very white and tender, and the skin felt better than hers. Even if it was not a woman's hand, it was at least a young man's hand, which was very different from the middle-aged man's weathered appearance.

"Did they put on makeup and smuggle in?" This thought suddenly occurred to the young woman.

“But why go through so much trouble to pretend to be a Hong Kong resident to pass the customs… Ah, the household registration system in the Mainland is more strict. It is more troublesome to create a Mainland identity in a foreign country, but it is not difficult to create a Hong Kong identity in Hong Kong…”

"The news a few days ago also reported that the mainland suddenly reduced the number of visas and even cancelled the validity of foreign passports that had already been issued visas. As a result, several groups of foreign tourists were stranded in Hong Kong... Foreigners are currently unable to enter the mainland directly. Finding a way to obtain a Hong Kong identity and disguise as a Hong Kong resident to enter the mainland is a feasible solution."

"So among the four people, only the middle-aged man in the gray coat can speak Mandarin, and he doesn't understand Hong Kong dialect at all? After all, Hong Kong dialect is not the official language of Xuan Country, so it's normal that he doesn't understand it... What is their purpose?"

The young woman works for a travel agency in Hong Kong, so she was particularly impressed by the news in recent days. She came here on a business trip to solve the problem of tightening visas in the Mainland.

After lying in bed and thinking about random things for a while, the young woman suddenly burst into laughter: "How can it be such a coincidence that I run into a foreign agent while on a business trip..."

The revival of spiritual energy has begun for a long time, but for ordinary people in Xuan Country, it is just an additional channel for upward mobility. Everyone has more topics to talk about after dinner, and the public security problem in the urban area has not even been affected.

It's even slightly beneficial to Hong Kong - the young woman knows that since the broadcast of "Midnight Walk", Kowloon Park where the Fairy God of Food used to set up a stall has even become a must-see attraction for tourists. From time to time, foreign professors and experts come to conduct research, which has slightly boosted Hong Kong's tourism industry.

Although the young woman could feel the turbulent world when watching Renase's videos, for ordinary people in Xuan Country, these stormy waves could only be felt by the calm sea breeze.

Those who need to work still have to work, and those who need to travel still have to travel.

The young woman yawned, went over, opened the curtains and prepared to go to bed - the angle of her room was just right, and the sunlight would shine into the room early tomorrow morning, so she might be able to wake up on her own without an alarm clock.

She looked at the scenery outside casually, then froze for a moment.

She saw a little girl emitting a faint white light standing on the rooftop of a tall building in the distance.

The little girl was wearing a small vest with a white background, a short white skirt with red edges, a red tie around her neck, over-the-knee white silk socks on her legs, and white sleeves with red edges on her hands.

She had white hair in a double ponytail hairstyle, but on her head she had two white ears that twitched up and down. Behind her skirt extended a furry little tail with nine white flame tails.

It was as if Cupid was firing a Gatling gun at the young woman at this moment - she felt like she was in love.

"So cute..." The young woman couldn't help but walk to the window, as if wanting to get closer.

However, the little girl seemed to notice the young woman's gaze, and she turned her head to glance at the young woman.

The little girl's big eyes that seemed to be wearing red contact lenses, and the six red marks on her face like fox whiskers, completely captured the young woman's heart - God, I would pay any price for the opportunity to hold her in my arms for a night's sleep!

Then the next second, the young woman saw the little girl jump out of the rooftop.

"ah!--"

She couldn't help but scream and watched the little girl disappear from her sight.

After a while, she lay down on the bed in a daze, with her legs clamped tightly on the quilt, and her hands hugging the pillow, as if the pillow was the little girl she had just seen.

"I must be too tired and have hallucinations..." she murmured.

However, she, who had originally vowed to be a DINK, now suddenly has the idea of ​​finding a good man and having a baby.