Know? Know what? Su Feng was filled with questions.
His eyelashes were long. He blinked slightly and glanced at Su Feng. "I'm a pilot in Beijing."
“Su Feng.” He looked at Su Feng and said, emphasizing each word, “My name is Gu Weizhen. Remember that.”
This self-introduction bypassed them, the third wheel, and the blunt, undisguised gaze immediately made it clear to everyone else.
This kid probably has his eye on Su Feng.
Liu Nian nodded in satisfaction. Wow! The pilot is so handsome! Liu Nian looked at the jacket and nodded. So it's standard equipment for pilots.
Not knowing whether it was from an aviation academy or a military base, Liu Nian didn't ask any further questions as it might involve classified information.
Su Feng sat on her lower bunk, not daring to look at him. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and then slowly nodded, "I know, I know."
The train was filled with people from all over the country, and Liu Nian and Su Xu kept trying to chat with them. However, Gu Weizhen seemed to be a quiet person. She jumped up onto Su Feng's upper bunk and lay down to rest with her eyes closed.
Su Feng lay on her back on the bed, turning to one side. You could see his sleeve falling down. Occasionally, the upper bunk would make a rustling sound as he turned over, and Su Feng would inexplicably move her body along with him.
Sitting opposite them, Liu Nian, with the spirit of watching the drama unfold, didn't miss a single detail, and always felt that the atmosphere was too subtle.
For example, if Gu Weizhen intentionally or unintentionally lowers her hand, Su Feng will slightly raise her head to look.
The hands that operate the plane, wow, so straight and slender. Su Feng seemed to think no one was watching, so she could look without restraint.
He gently rubbed his fingers together; his nails were smooth and clean, and the lines on his palm were intertwined. Upon closer inspection, he also had a simian crease.
It is said that people with broken palms are ruthless. Su Feng spread out her hand and examined it, but in the end she couldn't figure it out.
The man pulled his hand up, then lowered it again, palm facing inward.
Su Feng looked over again and saw several large characters appear in his palm.
Is it pretty?
Su Feng stared blankly at those words, her face instantly turning red. She fanned herself with her hand, feeling as if it were so hot on such a cold day.
Does this man have X-ray vision? How did he know she was looking at his hands?
Su Feng is actually a bit of a hand fetishist; she likes to look at long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged, appearing and disappearing with his movements. The blue veins meandered beneath the skin and flesh. Above that was the man's wrist, where a watch was worn, its hands ticking away.
Su Feng quickly shifted her gaze.
Liu Nian raised an eyebrow. "It's a bit warm in the carriage, isn't it, Su Feng?"
Su Feng exclaimed "Ah," wiped away what appeared to be sweat, and said, "Yes, right?"
"It's definitely hot." Liu Nian smiled at her. "Otherwise, why are you blushing?"
Su Feng gave Liu Nian a coquettish glare, then pretended not to care and leaned out to look up.
Unexpectedly, the man was looking down.
Their eyes met, and Su Feng lowered her head, trying to hide her unease, and said, "Oh dear, I'm a little hungry."
She quickly opened her luggage, pretending to take out the sesame seed cakes made by Zhang Ma, and handed them to Liu Nian, "Sister Nian, would you like some?"
Liu Nian shook his head with a smile, appreciating Su Feng's "performance".
A short while later, a box of cookies was handed over from the upper bunk.
Cookies with milk filling, packaged in tin boxes, were hard to find back then.
"It's only fair to reciprocate." Gu Weizhen leaned down, bracing herself against the upper bunk railing, and placed the cookies on the small table in front of Su Feng.
Su Feng was still clutching the sesame seed cakes made by Zhang Ma in her hand, unsure of what to do. She glanced at the cookie box on the table, feeling conflicted.
The hand reached out again, its fingers forcefully opening the box and handing it to Su Feng. Then it snatched the sesame seed cake from Su Feng's hand, saying, "I'm hungry too."
He took a big bite of the sesame seed cake and leaned over her.
Su Feng looked up and could see his jawline; his chin was twitching as he ate with relish.
The cookies on her lips smelled sweet and had a milky aroma. Su Feng held the box, pinched the cookies between her fingers, and ate them in small bites, while secretly lifting her eyelids.
Is this guy so outgoing? Su Feng raised an eyebrow, finding him rather strange.
Su Xu got up to go to the toilet, while Liu Nian sat on the lower bunk watching the scene across from him with great interest.
Suddenly, a woman in her forties nudged Liu Nian's arm and said, "Young lady, could we switch seats? It's inconvenient for me with my child."
Liu Nian followed her gaze and saw that she was holding the hand of a boy who looked to be about ten years old, who was sniffling as he looked at her.
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