Xia Lu squatted in the corner for so long that her knees ached and her calves were numb. She wanted to find a place to sit and rest for a while.
Looking around, although there were plenty of seats in the waiting hall, every seat was now taken. She couldn't help but sigh at how inadequate the government's public facilities were. Not only was the divorce process long and uncertain, but there weren't even enough seats reserved, adding to everyone's already irritable mood.
"I've never seen it this crowded," the ticket clerk started chatting with the cleaning lady, "Usually, you don't see dozens of people waiting outside as soon as the doors open in the morning. People are really strange these days, rushing to get divorced?"
