Bologue leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and pondered. Taking advantage of the current leisure, Bologue tried to recall his experiences before joining the military, making those hazy days gradually clear in his mind.
Just like film unearthed from ruins, he cautiously wiped away the dust to restore the true face of history.
Palmer leaned to one side reading a book. To pass the boring time, he brought many books and was reading them one by one according to his customized reading plan. Bologue hadn't expected that he had a reading plan; Palmer always seemed like the type who would read whatever he had.
Aimou sat at the end of the train, admiring the scenery along the way. This was her first train journey, and what others found boring was for her filled with novelty every second.
