They made the People’s Square by eleven-thirty when the rain relented. There were fewer people in the Square than on the road. Westward the bus station was in sight with people waiting. They approached it. Before long, they got on the bus. It wasn’t full. In the back, some people were using their earphones, some looking absentminded with their eyes aiming nowhere, and some already dozing with their heads leaning sideways or stooping over the seats in front. There were quite a few empty seats. But fewer seats were occupied in the front. Mei chose the lower ones which were for priorities. Normally, she would just offer her seat to those who needed it. As far as she was concerned, everyone was superior to her.