"Someone as exceptional as me,
should have lived a brilliant life.
How is it, after more than twenty years,
that I'm still drifting aimlessly in the crowd?
Someone as clever as me,
should've long since bid farewell to innocence.
Yet I still exchanged a love,
for a body full of scars…"
The fat guy sat in the front passenger seat, holding a large speaker connected via Bluetooth, playing Mao Bu Yi's *"Someone Like Me."* His gaze was distant, looking out the window with a touch of pensiveness, as if the song was his own inner monologue. He had an unbearably smug demeanor. It's worth mentioning that this speaker was used just yesterday for playing funeral music, and he had specifically brought it along this time for the new temple project.
Mr. Su Bai sat alone in the back seat. Foye was driving. The monk had adjusted his plans and had already gotten off at the Leshan High-speed Railway Station, planning to take a train to Xi'an.
