Not heavy?
I'm probably worried that they will take the things for themselves.
That half-smile look made Xihe feel very uncomfortable. The two parties didn't bother each other these days. They recorded theirs and she had hers. Their relationship could only be described as normal. What did that look mean?
Unable to figure it out, Xihe simply stopped caring.
The train station was noisy and crowded with many people.
She looked down at the ticket time, raised her head and looked around, and saw that there was already a queue for her train, so she pulled her suitcase and walked through the crowd.
"Hey, hurry up! We'll be here soon."
An auntie, carrying a big bag and holding a child in her hand, used her plump body to push through the crowd and rushed to the front of the team.
Wherever she went, there was a lot of complaints, but the woman didn't care at all. She even cursed at people: "Did someone step on you? You deserve it. Who told you not to give way?"
Xihe didn't pay attention and was pushed by her, staggering and falling to the side.
"careful!"
A clear and elegant voice sounded,
The next second, Xihe's arm was grabbed by someone and pulled back forcefully.
Xihe steadied himself, turned around with a smile and said, "Thank you..."
Suddenly he fell silent.
This was a thin, handsome man. His slender, clean hands held Xihe's arm firmly. "Little sister, are you okay?"
She has an upright posture, a gleam in her eyes, and a faint smile that is extremely charming.
"Ahuai, hurry up, someone is urging us from behind."
A bright and sunny young man peeked out from behind and gave Ah Huai a push. Ah Huai looked at Xi He and asked, "Do you need my help?"
His eyes turned to the large suitcase in her hand.
"No, thank you."
Xihe quickly made way to the side.
The man named 'Ahuai' smiled at her and walked past her sideways. Xihe could smell a faint fragrance...
She looked up and saw that the young man had been put on the shoulders by several young people around him and was led into the boarding gate.
Four or five college students, with backpacks on their shoulders, were full of youth and were talking about something with a giggle. There was a gleam of youth in their eyes and their laughter was loud and unrestrained.
We are young students in the prime of our youth.
"Li Hua, what are you standing there for? Our car is here too."
The people from the program crew gave Xihe a push.
Xihe said "Oh", pushed his suitcase, and quickly followed the team forward.
The program crew bought hard seats, and the entire carriage was crowded. Xihe found a seat, put his luggage away, and sat down in the seat without moving.
The camera was running the entire time, recording her sleeping against the window.
It takes more than ten hours to drive from Guangzhou City to the original owner's hometown. During meal time, Xihe just ate some snacks that Jiang's mother stuffed in. The rest of the time he was almost sleeping or staring out the window in a daze.
It was not until the train arrived at the station that I stretched my creaking body and started to get off.
It was past five o'clock and the sky was raining mist.
The production crew was annoyed by Xihe's slow pace and took the suitcase from her hand with one hand: "Let me help you carry it... Why is it so light?"
The man shook his hands, and was stunned by the light empty box.
Now that they were home, Xihe stopped pretending. She smiled and looked at the person in charge of the program: "Uncle Zhang, please return the suitcase to Mother Jiang and apologize to her on my behalf. But I really can't take those things."
The person in charge narrowed his eyes.
So, you didn't take your phone?
A drop of rain fell on his face. Xihe raised his hand to wipe it away and looked up at the sky: "The sun is about to come out."
Everyone was confused and looked up at the sky. It was clearly going to rain.
Xihe touched his face, looked at the silent person in charge, and smiled: "No one knows Jiang City's weather better than us locals."
"Uncle Zhang, it's going to be hot once the sun comes out. Shall we go?"
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