"No, no." Lin Shu smiled awkwardly. Were they really that obvious?
Han Yan coughed lightly, glanced at Lin Shu, and smiled: "There's no quarrel, maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
Lin Shu secretly glared at him.
Mrs. He and Xie Guofeng looked at each other, both with expressions that showed that we all understood as people who had been through this.
Lin Shu smiled shyly.
After breakfast, the two said goodbye to Xie Guofeng and his wife and rushed to the station.
After leaving the house, Han Yan held Lin Shu's hand and whispered, "Don't be angry, okay?"
Lin Shu glared at him angrily: "Don't do this next time. This is someone else's home."
"Okay, okay." Han Yan's eyes were full of smiles.
More than an hour later, the two finally arrived at the train station.
There were quite a lot of people on this train. Lin Shu followed Han Yan closely and found their seats.
At this time, a little boy of seven or eight years old was lying on the seat.
Lin Shu looked at the train ticket in his hand and confirmed that the two seats were theirs.
"Excuse me, whose child is this?" Han Yan asked.
After a while, no one answered.
"Excuse me, whose child is this?" Han Yan raised his voice and asked again.
The people around looked over here and talked at once.
"Whose child is this?"
"It's not mine."
"Where are his parents?"
“…”
After waiting for a while and no one answered, Lin Shu frowned slightly: "If the parents are not here, we have to call the flight attendant."
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