Lu Xun exceptionally wore a military coat today, though a segment of jeans was still visible underneath. Presumably, it was because of the cold that he added an overcoat.
When Xia You got on the bus, Lu Xun noticed her. "This woman really isn't afraid of freezing to death," she was still wearing the military uniform suitable for autumn, without a thick military coat.
The hair that had been cut during summer military training had now grown to the level of her ears. After getting wet with snow, it obediently curled up at the corner of her ears.
"You're Xia You, right?" Sergeant Driver was also unusual today. Because of the heavy snow, all the windows were fogged up. The windshield wipers weren't very effective. He had to stop the bus at each stop to wipe the windows with a dry cloth, "Come over and give me a hand."
There were several other sergeants like Xia You on the bus, but the driver only called Xia You by name.
