At 7:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time.
After struggling on the small bed in her rental house for ten minutes, Ji Xing got up with difficulty.
She walked out of the room with hazy eyes. Her roommate Tu Xiaomeng came out of the bathroom in a cute bunny plush pyjama and prepared to go back to the room for a nap.
Tu Xiaomeng is a beauty expert on Weibo. She has a few hundred thousand followers. She is not very popular, but it is more than enough to support herself.
Ji Xing wailed: "When can I stop working and sleep until I wake up naturally, ah~~!"
Tu Xiaomeng said: "Hold on a little longer, it's Thursday, and the long march is about to end."
Ji Xing poked her head out of the bathroom: "Thursday? I thought it was Wednesday today. Are you sure!"
"Four, I'm sure."
Ji Xing's eyes lit up, great! Earned a day!
After washing up, she went out. It was the morning rush hour. The subway station was crowded with people.
People's breath and body odours entangled together, condensing into an indescribable strange smell, occasionally mixed with a hint of egg-filled pancakes bought by someone unknown.
Ji Xing was like a leaf, following the river of the crowd through the underground passage, passing the security check, and rushing onto the platform.
She was sweating on her back and unzipped her down jacket to breathe. The people behind her were squeezed tightly, like dumpling skins glued together tightly. Looking up, the platform was full of dark heads, and the young faces were expressionless, only a trace of vigilance flashed across their eyes, just to accumulate strength to squeeze into the upcoming subway.
Suddenly, a gust of wind overflowed from the tunnel, like a breeze blowing up the pine waves, and the crowd on the platform was agitated, and people pressed closer together. Ready to move, staring at each other. The through wind came, the train entered the station, slowed down, and the office workers accelerated and rushed to the narrow subway door. The passage in the middle for people to get off the train had been blocked. The moment the door opened, rush!
Ji Xing was sandwiched in the crowd, with huge pressure coming from all directions. She had long lost her self-control and could not help but rush into the car. But the car was already full of office workers from countless stations ahead. People outside were pushing and shoving, and people inside were shouting and resisting, like two armies fighting in the cold weapon era, with shields fighting each other.
Only three or four people squeezed in at this station, and the fully loaded carriage was like a sack full of rice, and even one more grain of rice could not be stuffed in. People outside were still squeezing, and people inside were resisting angrily. Ji Xing was rushed into the carriage by the crowd and stuck in the gap between the shield door and the subway door. The tide suddenly stopped, and there was no way to go forward or retreat.
She could only wait for the next train.
She was about to retreat, but suddenly found that she had no strength, and the crowd behind her was like a wall.
"Please make way!" She squeezed back hard, but the wall did not move.
"Ding" the alarm sounded, and the door was about to close.
Ji Xing was startled, thinking of the girl who was crushed to death in the subway two years ago.
"Please move aside! Back off! I'm stuck in the door!" Ji Xing turned around and screamed in fear and anger.
The people behind her wanted to back off, but the crowd was layered and they couldn't.
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