The Crescent Moon
I leaned back with my eyes slightly closed, as if I was sitting on a southbound train, dazed as if I felt my body swaying with the rhythm of the train's forward motion, with the rumbling sound faintly ringing in my ears, just like every time I go to see you. My head lolled to the side of the car window, hitting the glass and jerking my eyes open to find myself leaning on the passenger seat of the unit bus. Just dozed off, I subconsciously glanced at the time, is 1:18 am. Since the outbreak of this new type of pneumonia in Wuhan, with the expansion of the epidemic, the national government at all levels have acted, this Spring Festival, without exception, I also did not have a holiday. Since the unit was located at the border between the two cities, my colleagues and I took turns checking incoming and outgoing vehicles, registering owners' information, and monitoring passengers' body temperatures at the tunnel entrance twenty-four hours a day.
