"Made a good friend, oh." Bubble lay on the mat, talking to two stones, "Want to be good friends with her, remain good friends forever."
The sound of the machine roared from afar, approaching like a storm, blowing away the accumulated snow on the bridge tunnel.
Bubble was so scared that she hid in a dark place. She had adapted very well, able to survive even in the toughest conditions without fear of being killed.
Not until she heard a "quack, quack" calling did she run out.
The light from the Shuttle Machine illuminated the darkness under the bridge; Bubble covered her forehead with her hand until she got used to the light outside and could barely step out.
Xu Cheng had already climbed onto Bubble's mat, ceaselessly waving to her from under the narrow bridge arch.
"What's up?" Bubble yelled at Xu Cheng, "You little silly quack!"
"Quack!" Xu Cheng forcefully snatched Bubble's blanket away.
