This was the Ye Zhifan that Ye Jian was familiar with. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He would smile at you as he stabbed a knife in your back.
All the people on the bus knew Ye Zhifan. They were having an enjoyable conversation together. Ye Jian sat at the back and whispered to Principal Chen, "You can have a rest first. We need to sit for more than five hours and catch a train at night. It is a long journey. Your body might not be able to handle it. If we reach before the 8 pm train, we can find a place to rest first."
The other time, Xia Jinyuan started driving at 6 pm and reached the city at 11 pm.
Just now when she got onto the bus, she saw Principal Chen rubbing his left shoulder secretly. She looked at the sky outside. It was dark. Whenever it rained in July, the weather would turn cold. Principal Chen's shoulder was hit by a bullet before. It would hurt whenever it got cold.