He didn't want to become like this, but everything was beyond his control.

It was as if another person was controlling his body; he could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything.

......

Another day passed on the swaying train. Even though Jiang Anxia had taken medicine to stop feeling carsick, she still couldn't stand sitting on the train for so long.

"Third Brother, how much longer?" Jiang Anxia asked, resting her chin on her hands as she looked out the window at the scenery rushing past.

"There are probably still a couple more days. Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon." An Yuxi was also feeling the strain, but he could still persevere.

"Okay," Jiang Anxia said softly.

Two more days. Hopefully, she'll still be alive by then!

Jiang Anxia thought weakly.

She couldn't sleep at all last night; the train was swaying and making a lot of noise, so she really had trouble falling asleep.

I'm feeling listless right now.

"Xiaxia, if you're sleepy, go sleep on the top bunk! Don't force yourself to stay awake." Looking at the little girl's half-closed eyes, An Yuxi felt a pang of heartache.

He knew he wouldn't sleep well on the train, but he had no choice.

"It's nothing." Jiang Anxia shook her head slightly and didn't go.

Even when she lay down, she couldn't fall asleep, which made her, who used to be able to fall asleep instantly, feel very uncomfortable.

After all, it's really not something someone who sleeps very well can be used to suddenly not being able to sleep.

But Jiang Anxia was puzzled; she vaguely thought she heard someone crying last night.

It happens sometimes and sometimes, so Jiang Anxia couldn't be sure if it was true or not.

For things that are uncertain and that have nothing to do with her, it's best to remain silent and not meddle.

Jiang Anxia's philosophy is: if you don't provoke me, then I won't provoke you.

After all, if you don't take care of things, things won't take care of you.

Jiang Anxia understood this simple principle.

As noon approached, Jiang Anxia couldn't stand it any longer. She picked up the lunchbox she had prepared beforehand and slipped away before An Yuxi could notice.

If she doesn't slip away, then it'll be An Yuxi who gets the hot food, not her.

Most importantly, An Yuxi can't do everything; otherwise, things won't be comfortable.

She also wanted to do what she could.

She wants to be a diligent little bee, not a lazy bum lying around.

An Yuxi was looking at the trees rushing past the window when she came to her senses and saw Jiang Anxia running away with a lunchbox.

An Yuxi shook her head helplessly.

Actually, it doesn't have to be like that; the little girl could have just said so.

He knew it would be boring on the train, so he planned to let Jiang Anxia do whatever she wanted.

They won't stop it at all.

Jiang Anxia carried her lunchbox and walked briskly.

When I arrived, I saw Wu Cuilan staring out the window in a daze, with a hot lunchbox in front of her.

Jiang Anxia was the only one who was very strange.

There's nothing wrong with having hot food, but why is there only one lunchbox?

She was only slightly puzzled, but didn't take it to heart.

After all, that's someone else's business, it has nothing to do with her.

Jiang Anxia glanced at Wu Cuilan curiously before looking away, but in that one glance, she noticed something was wrong.

Beneath Wu Cuilan's collar, there appeared to be faint scars.

With a slight frown, Jiang Anxia poured some hot water and put the lunchbox inside to keep it warm.

Her location was neither too close nor too far from Wu Cuilan.

Looking at the glamorous Jiang Anxia, ​​Wu Cuilan felt a wicked thought flash through her mind.

If Lin Wu had taken a liking to this girl, she would have been free.

Stay completely away from that devil Lin Wu.

But the thought only flashed through my mind and quickly disappeared.

She's already suffered enough; she doesn't want to see other young girls suffer as well.

Little girls should be pampered and allowed to grow up freely and unrestrained.

We should not be tainted by demons like Lin Wu.

Wu Cuilan understood perfectly.

However, because she was too discerning, Wu Cuilan's life was not good.

Her blindness to talent led her to misjudge someone, ruining her life.

Half an hour later, Jiang Anxia walked past Wu Cuilan with a warmed-up lunchbox in her hand.

She did not stop walking because she was not familiar with Wu Cuilan.

What happens to Wu Cuilan has nothing to do with her.

Even if Wu Cuilan was the one crying last night, she had no reason to ask.

Therefore, Jiang Anxia walked by without paying much attention to Wu Cuilan.

Holding her lunchbox, Jiang Anxia looked at Lin Wu ahead of her halfway there.

She felt that Lin Wu's expression seemed a bit off.

His eyes were faintly red, and the expression on his face seemed somewhat crazed.

Jiang Anxia watched Lin Wu's increasingly red eyes warily, then moved to another spot and let Lin Wu go first.

Seeing that Lin Wu had walked away, Jiang Anxia breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, Jiang Anxia felt a pang of fear when she looked at Lin Wu.

It was as if something was about to happen.

However, because Lin Wu left so quickly, Jiang Anxia's discomfort soon disappeared.

Jiang Anxia remembered this incident and left with a heavy heart.

Jiang Anxia finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw An Yuxi.

Jiang Anxia then realized that her palms were sweaty, not from heat, but from the instant she saw Lin Wu.

"Xiaxia, so fast?" An Yuxi looked behind Jiang Anxia, ​​but there was no one there.

"Yes, I went early, there weren't many people there," Jiang Anxia replied with a soft, sweet nod.

“No wonder.” An Yuxi nodded knowingly.

He had to queue for a while when he went to the hot spring last night, which is why he was a little late.

"Sit down! I've brought out your favorite pickled vegetables." An Yuxi looked at Jiang Anxia with a smile on her face.

"Really? Thank you, Third Brother." Jiang Anxia's eyes widened in surprise.

The pickled mustard tuber was made by Jiang Mu, who specially sent it over after learning that Jiang Anxia was going to Kyoto.

I was just worried that Jiang Anxia wouldn't have an appetite on the train.

This pickled mustard tuber is Jiang's mother's specialty, and Jiang Anxia fell in love with it completely after trying it once.

However, because it was placed in a way that made it difficult to reach, Jiang Anxia hadn't taken it out yet. Otherwise, she might have finished that little bit of pickled mustard greens in two days.

After all, An Yuxi also quite likes to eat it.

Jiang Anxia obediently sat down, picked up her chopsticks and lunchbox, and the first thing she ate was the pickled vegetables made by her mother.

"This is still the best." Jiang Anxia sighed inwardly as she took her first bite.

She didn't eat well yesterday, but now with Jiang Mu's pickled vegetables, she feels like she's come back to life.

"Eat more if you like it. You didn't eat much yesterday." With that, An Yuxi picked up a large mouthful of food and put it into Jiang Anxia's lunchbox.

If the girl loses weight in these three days, he will face the wrath of the entire An family when he returns to Kyoto.

Moreover, he didn't want the little girl to be thin; he wanted her to eat more.

He would feel sorry for the little girl if she lost weight.

"You should eat more too." Jiang Anxia imitated An Yuxi and put a large spoonful of food on his plate.

"Okay, thank you Xiaxia." An Yuxi smiled knowingly, her expression full of affection.