‘No, I can't go back. I have to get off at the Botanical Garden, or else...’

‘Or else what? Want to give it a try...’

A flood of chaotic thoughts crowded Lin Ye's mind, driving him to various impulses and preventing him from thinking clearly.

Lin Ye stood up and walked toward the train door, then suddenly stopped and sat back down, only to stand up again and head for the door, repeating this process over and over.