After communicating with her son, Song Kexing felt much better.
She didn't think too much. As a vicious female supporting role, she had to do what she wanted.
At worst the world will be destroyed. Anyway, I have died once. There is nothing to be afraid of.
Thinking of this, Song Kexing's eyes became much kinder when he looked at the male and female protagonists.
Just treat them as pieces of paper, don't get angry.
Seeing Song Kexing looking at her again, the timid Song Tian mustered up her courage again and gave her a shy smile.
This girl... is full of pleasing style.
If she can be the heroine, her appearance must be good.
She has willow-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, and when she smiles she looks like a good cat.
Song Kexing's hands were itchy, and the urge to rub his head came back.
She took out an orange from her net bag and threw it into Song Tian's arms: "Please have an orange."
Predicting what this girl would say, Song Kexing continued, "If you don't, I'll throw it out the window!"
Song Tian: ...
I held the cool orange in my hand, but felt a slight warmth inside.
This is the first time I've invited her to eat oranges.
Leaving home was indeed the right choice.
Han Che, who was sitting opposite, raised his eyes and looked over again.
This time, his eyes fell on Song Tian.
Seeing her blushing cheeks, his face turned slightly cold:
"Comrade Song Tian, it's best not to eat anything given by a stranger, lest there be any problems."
At this moment, Han Che and Song Tian were not familiar with each other, having only met two or three times two years ago.
The reason he said this was because Song Tian followed him to the countryside and would help him in the future, and he didn't want her to get involved.
Moreover, his first impression of Song Kexing was not good.
"What's the matter? Are you afraid that I'll poison you? How can a grown man like you be so nosy? You're whining like a woman!"
Song Kexing began to play the vicious role again.
Isn't it just a trouble-maker? She is a crazy big sister who can stir up trouble in everything!
Han Che is a refined and handsome man, and he hates it most when people say he looks like a girl.
He was aloof and never engaged in verbal disputes, so this moment he was really a little angry.
"You look like a woman! You dress like a neither man nor woman!"
Hearing this, Song Kexing was stunned.
Then she looked at what she was wearing and suddenly smiled.
My goodness, it seems this guy treats her as a man.
It’s not Han Che’s fault. Song Kexing’s appearance was indeed a little different today.
Her hair was cut so messily before that it couldn't be fixed, so she had to ask the barber to give it a crew cut.
Song Kexing is beautiful and can handle any hairstyle.
The cool flat head, combined with her rich and beautiful face, has a unique flavor.
But Song Kexing was still not used to the feeling of having a bald head.
When she walked in front of the door today, she was wearing a navy blue cap.
Add to that the rest of his outfit: a white shirt, black pants, and a grey scarf around his neck that covers half of his face.
To be honest, if you don't look carefully, it's easy to mistake her for a boy.
Seeing the conflict between the two, Song Tian hurriedly explained:
"Comrade Han Che, Comrade Song is very nice... Don't misunderstand her...
What’s more, Comrade Song is a woman…”
"Ah!" Song Kexing suddenly exclaimed.
Seeing the others looking at her strangely, she said slowly: "Ah~ The orange is so sour~"
After saying that, she put another slice of orange into her mouth.
Han Che:......
There must be something wrong with this person's brain.
Anyway, I'd better not compete with her, so as not to cause trouble.
At this moment, Song Tian was completely confused.
Song Kexing, who was sitting next to her, actually secretly hooked her hand under the seat.
Seeing that Xiao Yatou looked nervous, Song Kexing deliberately leaned over and said:
"Sister...how do you know I'm a girl?"
Song Tian's heartbeat quickened, and she blurted out, "Because my sister smells so good..."
Song Kexing smiled seductively: "Then I'll let you smell it every day~"
Song Tian's innocent face became popular all of a sudden.
Han Che, who was sitting opposite, saw this and frowned so hard that he could kill a fly.
Song Kexing, however, laughed happily.
The girl hesitated and said: [Big brother... do you really like the heroine? 】
Song Kexing raised an eyebrow: [No, did you see the male lead’s expression? He seemed a little jealous, which means my method was very successful. 】
The hero doesn't like the heroine yet, but of course he's not jealous of her.
In his eyes, the heroine is his property, and he can't bear to see her get too close to other members of the opposite sex.
This is the protagonist's arrogance and possessiveness at work.
He definitely can't stand this kind of scene and will definitely stop it.
really.
The next second, Han Che's cold voice sounded: "Comrade Song Tian, I want to drink hot water."
Song Tian stood up immediately: "I'll go get you some hot water now!"
Just like a babysitter who is always on call.
Although Song Kexing decided to get close to Song Tian, he would not interfere with her doing things.
Everyone was happy with the relationship between Song Tian and the male lead Han Che, so she was too lazy to persuade them.
When Song Tian went to get hot water.
Song Kexing took out a tin lunch box from the net bag, which contained the prepared lunch.
She was busy packing and taking the bus to the train station in the morning. She hadn't eaten much all morning and was really hungry now.
I opened the lunch box and found two big white steamed buns and a little dipping sauce inside. It didn't look like anything special.
But these days, even food and clothing are a problem, let alone the delicious white flour buns.
As soon as Song Kexing picked up the steamed bun, she couldn't help but look over here.
The starting point of this train is a city in the north. It only passes through Beijing and stops for about 10 minutes.
The young educated youth who went to the countryside were mainly concentrated in other carriages, so the quality of the staff in this carriage was uneven.
Song Kexing had just taken two bites when an old lady with a haggard face squeezed over.
"Hey man, I haven't eaten for two days. Can you please give me a steamed bun?"
As she spoke, she wiped the non-existent tears from her eyes with her tattered headscarf.
"No." Song Kexing refused.
She is not a philanthropist, so she doesn't have such a good heart.
Knowing that there is no food prepared for the train, you will definitely go hungry, so why do you come begging?
The old lady's eyes turned slyly: "If you don't give me steamed buns, you should at least give me two oranges. I'm really starving..."
Song Kexing raised her eyebrows. This guy was staring at her.
When she gave the oranges to Song Tian just now, she did it sideways, so few people saw it.
I didn't expect this lady to have such powerful eyes.
Song Kexing: “No.”
The answer was still crisp and merciless.
The lady's face immediately changed, and she said in a loud voice:
"Hey boy, do you know how to respect the old and love the young? I'm almost starving to death. Why don't you give me something to eat? Why are you so angry?"
Song Kexing looked around: "Old? Where is the word old? I only see a toad croaking in front of me."
“Puchi….hahaha…”
As soon as these words were spoken, the people around who were listening with their ears perked up all burst into laughter.
Even Han Che, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but curl his lips.
............
Not far away, a slightly plump young man was craning his neck to watch intently:
"Boss, that comrade's words are so funny. Look, that old woman is almost pissed off. Haha."
"Yeah, I heard you."
The man was dressed in black casual clothes, with perfect facial features and an upright figure.
His black eyes were as deep as a cold pond, and he exuded an icy aura.
"Fatty, stop looking at gossip, we still have a mission to accomplish..."
The fat man touched his nose.
The boss's daily catchphrase is "mission accomplished", and his ears are almost callused from hearing it.
But compared to this, what is even more unbearable is the boss's poisonous tongue.
I remember that several lesbians pursued the boss, but they were all driven away by his sharp tongue.
Sigh, I don't know who will be able to stand the boss's temper in the future.
As soon as he saw the fat man sigh, Yan Chen knew that this guy had started to have wild thoughts again.
"Fatty, stop worrying about me. You should think about the fat on your body. Why hasn't it been reduced in a few years?"
Fatty: ...
Here, here, he comes again with his poisonous tongue.
There really is no day that I can live with a smile on my face.
"Boss, I think you should change your bad habit of being sharp-tongued, otherwise it's too hurtful."
"Poisonous tongue? I'm telling you the truth, exposing the reality so that you can face it in advance. What's so hurtful about that?"
Fatty: ...? ?
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