The last bus has already left the station. Frustrated, the young man reluctantly gets into a nearby illegal taxi with a grandma, a migrant worker, and a talkative driver, and they drive from Changhua City along Zhangshui Road all the way to Erlin. The wheels roll forward, and the scenery of the hometown is reflected on the windshield and constantly receding. Where does the fleeting light in the young man's eyes come from?
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