Chapter 23: Chen Zhaoyue: Uncle Wen, do you want to eat apples?

Wen Yanxi stood aside, looking at Chen Zhaoyue with deep eyes.

The setting sun on the platform shone through the window, casting a soft warm glow on her profile.

"Captain Wen, the enemy spies are about to be taken away..." Jia Zheng looked at Wen Yanxi and then at Chen Zhaoyue.

You know what, these two people look pretty good standing together!

After hearing Jia Zheng's words, Wen Yanxi seemed to come back to his senses and strode out: "If you need it later..."

There were few people on the platform as the train only stopped for ten minutes.

Wen Yanxi completed the handover with the local police and got back on the bus at the last moment before the departure bell rang.

"I'm sorry, comrade. I misunderstood you just now." When Jia Zheng saw Chen Zhaoyue again, he scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly: "I didn't expect you to be so capable."

His current awkward look is completely different from the aggressive interrogation just now.

When he considered Chen Zhaoyue as a suspect before, his attitude was indeed not good.

She was obviously a very cute girl, so how could he be so blind as to firmly believe that she was an enemy spy?

Moreover, his attitude just now was too bad. There were several grown men questioning a little girl. How scared must she have been at that time!

Thinking of this, Jia Zheng's ears turned red.

Are they bullying girls?

“It’s okay.” Shen Zhaoyue pursed her lips and smiled, the corners of her eyes curved into crescents.

The matter was resolved and she prepared to return to her compartment.

Wen Yanxi suddenly asked, "Are you planning to join the Liao Province Army?"

"Hmm?" Chen Zhaoyue stopped and looked back in surprise, not understanding why he suddenly asked this.

After all, it was clearly written in the previous letter of introduction. You can't still doubt her now, right?

Chen Zhaoyue blinked, a sly look flashing in her eyes: "Yes, go find my fiancé!"

She deliberately pronounced the word "fiancé" very clearly.

As soon as she said this, she suddenly seemed to remember something and her eyes lit up.

Isn’t the person in front of me the uncle of my “fiancé”?

I was distracted by the enemy spies and almost forgot about this.

Maybe she misunderstood.

"Then you come with us." Wen Yanxi's tone was calm, but it carried undeniable strength: "So that we can have someone to look after us on the way."

His eyes swept over her thin shoulders, and he couldn't help but recall the scene in the carriage when she was almost squeezed down.

After all, she is engaged to his "nephew", so it would not be good if something unexpected happened on the way.

"Okay." Shen Zhaoyue was naturally happy to have two more free bodyguards.

Back in the sleeper car, there were not many seats left in the compartment where Wen Yanxi and the others were. However, the passengers in Chen Zhaoyue's compartment had gotten off the train long ago, so the seat was vacant.

Wen Yanxi and Jia Zheng explained the situation to the flight attendant, changed seats, and the three of them went to Chen Zhaoyue's compartment together.

The carriage fell silent, leaving only the roar of the train.

Jia Zheng sat by the window, stealing glances at Shen Zhaoyue from time to time, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Wen Yanxi leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and rested, but Chen Zhaoyue could feel that his attention was always on her.

She calmly packed up her suitcase and, using the cover of the suitcase, quietly took out a few red apples from the space.

She thought for a moment, picked the plumpest one, and handed it to Wen Yanxi: "Uncle Wen, do you want some?"

Since he is her fiancé's uncle, he should be quite old, right?

There's nothing wrong with her calling him uncle.

Jia Zheng: "Puff..."

Although there was nothing wrong with her following her fiancé and calling him uncle, this was probably the first time that Wen Tuan was called "uncle" by a girl that old, right?

Wen Yanxi: "..."

Why do I feel so sad for no reason?

"Thank you!" Jia Zheng held back his laughter, but he didn't say anything polite and took it quickly.

He rubbed it against his clothes and took a big bite, mumbling, "Comrade Xiao Shen, your small suitcase is quite spacious! How can you carry so many things?"

Why does this girl always bring all these weird things when she travels far away?

There's the engagement letter, the silver needles, and now even some fruit. Could it be that she didn't even bring a change of clothes when she went on such a long journey?

Thinking of this, Jia Zheng couldn't help but be curious and leaned over to see what else was in Chen Zhaoyue's box.

When Wen Yanxi took the apple, his fingertips accidentally touched Chen Zhaoyue's palm.

He paused, his gaze lingering for a moment on her seemingly ordinary suitcase.

"Girls' bags are all like this, they can hold anything!" Chen Zhaoyue snapped the box shut decisively, blocking Jia Zheng's curious sight.

"..." Jia Zheng was speechless, but he just sighed and didn't care too much.

Chen Zhaoyue was happily chewing on an apple. When the flight attendant pushed a cart and called for lunch boxes in the evening, she didn't even raise her eyelids.

The lunch had completely made her lose interest in train meals. She would rather eat some fruit than eat boxed lunches.

Jia Zheng chewed the dry food he brought with him, and when he saw the empty space in front of Chen Zhaoyue, he couldn't help but shook his head: "It takes thirty hours to get from Shanghai to Liao Province. Did you only bring some fruit?"

He broke off half a piece of bread and handed it over. Although he was not much older than Chen Zhaoyue, his tone was full of the preaching of a veteran: "How can you eat that? Don't you think of bringing more dry food?"

Shen Zhaoyue silently took the cake and took a bite, then froze.

This biscuit is so hard that it hurts your teeth. It tastes nothing but salty. Even the boxed lunch on the train is ten times better than it.

She ate in small bites, her eating manner was elegant but she obviously had no appetite.

If she wasn't being watched, she would have taken some food out of the space to eat.

Wen Yanxi leaned against the window, seemingly taking in her expression inadvertently, and immediately stopped himself from breaking the cake and sharing it with her.

It seems that the little girl doesn't like eating this.

Dusk gradually deepened outside the window, and the train roared through the wilderness. The sound of wheels hitting rails was particularly clear in the night.

Chen Zhaoyue tossed and turned on the narrow berth, the hard bed board causing pain in her back and waist.

The thin quilt was hard and rough, and it felt like wrapping herself in sackcloth, making her miss the soft big bed with a goose down quilt in the space.

"Oh..." She sighed softly, and the movement of turning over made a slight noise.

On the bunk opposite, Wen Yanxi was half leaning against the car window, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but in fact, he had his eyes half closed, taking in every move she made.

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

She is indeed a spoiled young lady who cannot even bear this little bit of hardship.

But then he thought of the miraculous silver needles in the dining car.

The skillful techniques and precise control of acupoints clearly showed the ability of an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner who had been practicing for decades.

It is really puzzling that these two completely different characteristics are miraculously combined in the same person.

Unconsciously, Wen Yanxi stared at Chen Zhaoyue for half the night until she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.

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It was not until noon the next day that Chen Zhaoyue woke up from his sleep.

"Hiss... my waist..." She just stood up and gasped in pain, and fell heavily back onto the hard bed.

The hard sleeper she slept in that night made her bones feel like they were falling apart, and her back and waist ached as if they had been run over by wheels.

She lay on the bed for a long time before gritting her teeth and sitting up again.

But her hands never left her aching waist, making her look like an old lady in her seventies or eighties.

"We're almost there." Jia Zheng checked the time.

"Oh..." Chen Zhaoyue responded weakly.

The corridor was already filled with passengers who had packed their luggage in advance, and the announcement that the train was about to arrive echoed in the carriage.

Wen Yanxi had already packed everything, with a military green suitcase standing at his feet, making his posture look even more upright.

Chen Zhaoyue supported his waist and slowly moved off the bed, but grimaced in pain when he took out the suitcase.

Wen Yanxi glanced at her and whispered, "Spoiled."