"Bear with it for a bit," Yin Yang said helplessly. There was truly nothing he could do about it; he could only endure it and hope those who didn't care about hygiene might leave the train soon.
Xu Mumu nodded, but shortly afterward, someone sprayed perfume in the aisle.
How should I put it? Xu Mumu felt the smell was even worse now. Two smells mixed together, making it more unbearable. The perfume was quite pungent, yet it couldn't overpower the odor on this side; they just mixed together.
Even Yin Yang frowned; the scent was truly hard to accept.
This smell lingered the entire morning, but it finally began to dissipate. At the next station, a group of people disembarked, including the person responsible for the odor, making Xu Mumu feel slightly more comfortable.
"Have some water." Yin Yang brought some hot water over, the cup now cool enough, and handed it to Xu Mumu.
Xu Mumu drank some of the water, leaving the rest for Yin Yang.
