I am the driver of the last bus on No. 13, and I have to go to the suburbs every night at 11 o'clock. This book is poisonous, no wonder you are addicted!...In this novel, you may find that the magic mouth who always guesses the plot is so frequent. Slap in the face, you may ask yourself what's going on while reading? What's going on? Please don't doubt life, continue to look back. Suspended stories, save book famine refugees!