I am on the bus today. All places are occupied, there are still enough. I sit by the window, a man sits by and reads a book. The bus had already approached the stop, the man stood up from his seat so that I could get out.But as soon as both seats were released, the woman quickly jumped through them, sat on the edge and threw her bag to the second place. The further dialogue:

M: Woman, this is my place, move to the window, I’ll sit.

J: Go on, it will show me here again.

M :...

I don't know what was next, but it was seen out of the window as an aunt's oak.