Wang Zhenfeng, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but smacked his tongue when he heard Gu Zixiao's words. Ever since Gu Zixiao met that gay man and was beaten by him once, he seemed to have become crazy and kept chasing him.

To be honest, Wang Zhenfeng had rarely seen Gu Zixiao so persistent about anything.

He had also overheard Gu Zixiao's brother saying that Gu Zixiao rarely cared about anything, but once he did, he would get his hands on it no matter what it took, and then he would never let go of it for the rest of his life, unless he died.

So far, Gu Zixiao is only really obsessed with two things: eating and stamp collecting.

The man she met was the third thing that happened in Gu Zixiao's life.

Although it wasn't a good way to put it, Wang Zhenfeng still said dryly, "Even if we get there, we might not meet each other. Maybe the other person will take another train and go far away."

Gu Zixiao looked at him with a smile, her lips curving into a grin: "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly just now."

Wang Zhenfeng pursed his lips, while Lei Shengrong beside him said helplessly, "Xiao Gu, can you stop looking at people like that? It's kind of creepy."

“That’s right, that’s right.” Wang Zhenfeng received support, as if he had been encouraged. “Did I say something wrong? I’m stating the facts. And you’re trying to threaten me? You think you’re so great? You think you can do whatever you want…”

Gu Zixiao pinched his mouth shut with two fingers and smiled, "Shut up."

Having worked with Wang Zhenfeng for so long, how could he not know that he's a man who can't say anything decent?

Lei Shengrong became interested and protested, "Hey, aren't we still brothers? What secrets between you two are I not allowed to know?"

Gu Zixiao gave Wang Zhenfeng a warning look, implying that if he dared to say anything out of line, he would be given a good dressing down when they got back.

When he looked at Lei Shengrong again, he replied perfunctorily, "It's nothing."

“You…” Lei Shengrong glared at Wang Zhenfeng, who shrugged, indicating that he had no choice.

Lei Shengrong snorted: "You're all so great, daring to isolate me? You'll regret it when we get back."

The other people sitting next to them watched with smiles, showing no intention of helping at all.

Gu Zixiao ignored them, playing with the small ball in his hand. When he saw that man, he should tie him up.

Lan Yao, whom he was thinking about, had no idea what he was thinking. She and the other passengers were arranged to rest in one place, waiting for the next train to arrive.

Xiaofang asked, "Do we really have to change trains?"

Xiaomei affirmed, "Of course. This is a big deal. The higher-ups will send people over to investigate."

Someone nearby chimed in, "We'll definitely have to change trains. They won't be able to finish all that work in a short time."

The man gestured with his lip, pointing towards the section where bodies were still being moved out: "There are so many dead, it won't be finished in a short time. There are also injured."

"How did we end up with this terrible thing?"

"Who knows? Maybe the people on Taiwan are unwilling to give up and sent people over to deliberately cause trouble."

"It could also be foreign forces."

"Alright, this kind of thing has nothing to do with us ordinary folks; that's something for the higher-ups to worry about."

"However, even if I don't change trains, I wouldn't dare to take this train again."

"Me neither, I wouldn't dare. So many dead people, the smell of blood is so strong."

...

Listening to the others' chatter, Lan Yao felt a little hungry. She took out a paper bag from her backpack containing several steamed buns and asked Xiao Fang and the others, "Do you want some?"

Xiaofang and the others waved their hands repeatedly: "I have corn pancakes made by my mom."

Xiaomei: "I also have sweet potatoes and eggs here."

The others also said that they still had food left to eat.

Besides, even if we didn't have enough food, we'd be too embarrassed to eat Lan Yao's food.

These days, food rations are so precious, we can't afford to eat other people's food.

Lan Yao offered the food to everyone, but no one wanted it, so she had to eat it herself.

Xiaomei sat next to her and whispered in her ear, "These days, food is precious. Don't be foolish enough to give away your food like you are now. If you encounter a kind person who is shy, they might refuse. But if you encounter someone who likes to take advantage, you won't get anything in return."

Wouldn't that mean we'd suffer while others would be rich?

Besides, you're young and living away from home, so you need to be more careful and not trust just anyone. Also, don't always rush into things; if you get hurt or in pain, no one will care about you.

Lan Yao smiled and said, "I understand, Sister Xiaomei."

Xiaomei let out a sigh of relief: "It's good that you know. I was really afraid that you were too young to listen to advice."

Lan Yao smiled and said, "I'm not stupid. I only shared my food with you because we get along well and you're all kind people. I wouldn't have done that with anyone else."

Xiaomei felt a warmth in her heart, but said fiercely, "That won't do either."

Lan Yao sighed, "Oh, Xiaomei, I'm going to be heartbroken if you do this."

"Okay, okay. I got it. Just listen to your sister, okay?"

Lan Yao nodded again, smiling as she ate her steamed bun. As she ate, she felt a warmth spread through her body once more.

She was very familiar with this feeling; it was the golden light of merit.

Lan Yao: "They arrived rather slowly this time."

Jade Pixiu: "It seems like the heavens aren't too happy. Maybe the owner has been taking too many advantage of us lately."

Lan Yao: "...It's not like I wanted to. I had to help when I ran into them."

Just as she was thinking this, a local reporter, who had gotten wind of the situation, rushed over.

They took out cameras that looked quite antique in Lanyao, first taking pictures of them, then running off to ask other passengers for directions.

Most of the passengers had never seen anything like it before. They were both curious and excited, and they stammered when answering reporters' questions.

When the interviewee shifted to Lan Yao, the reporter asked, "Young man, you're not that old. How did you have the courage to rush over and help? Weren't you afraid?"

Lan Yao chuckled and scratched her head: "It would be a lie to say I wasn't afraid. But at that time, those people had already rushed into our carriage, and I was so excited that I rushed over without thinking."

She paused, lowered her head, and said with some frustration, "You might not believe it, but I wanted to join the army to serve my country back then. Unfortunately, I wasn't selected."

Lan Yao raised her head again, her eyes shining, her face firm: "I am proud to be able to contribute to everyone in any way I can with my own strength."

Those around her who heard her answer couldn't help but applaud, and cheers resounded throughout the area...

Lan Yao: ...

There's no need for that, it would be embarrassing.