Narrow paths lined with plane trees, not very old in age.
Tan Wenbin stopped in front of the tallest and thickest one, then knelt down and began to dig with his hands.
"Stop, I'll call someone to do the digging."
Tan Wenbin didn't stop, continued digging, and with increasing vigor.
"I'm right inside, I'm right inside, I'm right inside!"
Li Zhiyuan took out a talisman paper from his pocket and stuck it on Tan Wenbin's forehead.
Tan Wenbin's body shuddered, the newspapers at his feet rustled, and his high heels were squeezed out from his feet and fell to the ground.
"Brother Xiao Yuan... I'm a bit cold... Do we have a cotton coat in our dorm?"
"Just sit there and bask in the sun for a while, you'll be okay."
"Oh."
Tan Wenbin sat under the tree, rubbing his arms up and down, his mouth continuously shivering as he inhaled.
Li Zhiyuan took the talisman off Tan Wenbin's forehead, which had turned black.
