Everyone packed their luggage and set off for the train station.
Previously it was a hard seat, this time it is a sleeper, which is a level higher.
After all, it is a long-distance journey of several days and nights, and a soft berth is much more comfortable than a hard seat.
After everyone has packed their luggage and made their beds, it’s time to eat.
Song Kexing had prepared some dry food in his net pocket. He originally wanted to make do with it and then steal some food in the space.
Now you don't need to pretend, the berths are private, there are only a few things, no need to hide.
So Song Kexing pretended to rummage in her net bag and took out a tin lunch box.
She used her mind to put the food in the lunch box, and it was still warm.
As soon as it was opened, a meaty aroma came out.
The fragrant braised pork with preserved vegetables is spread generously on the white rice, which looks very tempting.
The fat man sitting opposite gulped down some water and said with a smile: "Comrade Song, you brought some food."
Song Kexing nodded: "Yes, I went to the state-owned hotel and took a taxi this morning."
We were almost at the destination by car today, and everyone had free time in the morning, so I didn't know whether she had gone or not.
The fat man praised: "You female comrades are really meticulous, unlike me who is so careless that I didn't even think of these things."
"You're quite proud of yourself."
Song Kexing found it a little funny. This guy was quite good at flattering people.
"Hey, I have some oranges here, do you want some?"
Song Kexing took out two oranges from her net bag.
She was still very generous to those who pleased her.
The fat man was lively and she was willing to make friends with him.
"Oh, that's great, I'm thirsty now, thank you!"
The fat man's face lit up with joy. He took the orange from her and threw one to Yan Chen:
"Boss, you are taking advantage of me this time!"
Yan Chen curled his lips: "Then I have to thank you."
After saying that, he nodded to Song Kexing again: "Thank you."
This was the first time Yan Chen took the initiative to talk to Song Kexing. Previously, he had always been with others.
Song Kexing raised her beautiful eyes slightly: "You're welcome."
This guy was very silent all the way, and she thought he didn't like communicating with strangers.
Wan Zi, who had been invisible all the time, suddenly appeared: [Big brother, this guy named Yan Chen is so handsome, he looks more manly than Han Che.
놛 is a former soldier, with a muscular body, he must have eight pack abdominal muscles, hehe. 】
Song Kexing smiled: [You, you even know about eight-pack abs. 】
Maruko looked shy and said: [Of course not, I’m reading a comic about two men, and the men in it all have abdominal muscles, shashasha! 】
Song Kexing: ...Little guy, you have learned bad things!
Song Tian naturally had to give oranges to the fat man Yan Chen.
But the girl didn't want it: "No need... I haven't eaten the one you gave me yesterday."
"Okay." Song Kexing took back the orange, picked up the lunch box and started eating.
Han Che, who was sticking out his neck and pretending to be cool, froze.
They asked about 깊, but not 놛. Is this a different treatment?...
Song Kexing saw Han Che's lost expression, but she ignored it completely.
This guy has always acted superior and treated Song Tian as his property. He should be ignored.
Seeing Song Kexing eating, Qi started looking for food.
Although Fatty Yan Chen didn't bring any food, he still had some dry food.
The pancake is served with pickles and tastes delicious.
Song Tian's steamed buns are dry and hard, and need to be melted in hot water before they can be eaten.
Han Che bought a box lunch, and seeing that Song Tian ate simply, he bought one for her.
The fat man saw it and smiled:
"You are so young, but you are quite good at taking care of female comrades. Are you interested in my family?"
Han Che suddenly became anxious: "Don't talk nonsense, we are just friends!"
Song Tian has a crush on Han Che, but Han Che doesn't like her yet.
However, being teased like this would cause some ripples in my heart.
After all, he was still an eighteen-year-old boy, with a handsome face flushed red.
Not to mention that Song Tian’s pretty face was as red as a monkey’s butt.
Song Kexing said to Wan Zi: [Look, even if I don't play the vicious female supporting role, the relationship between these two is about to blossom. 】
Wan Zi was afraid that she would not do the task, so he quickly said: [You are very important, you are the catalyst of our relationship, keep up the good work, go for it~]
Little guy, you are quite encouraging.
Song Kexing smiled and didn't respond.
......
After dinner, everyone prepared to go to bed and rest.
"Sister Ke Xing, do you sleep inside or outside?"
After Song Tian said this, her ears turned red.
The two chatted for a while just now, but Sister Xing is a few months older than her, so it’s not wrong to call her Sister.
It's just that Sister Ke Xing smells so good that she is embarrassed to sleep next to her, for fear of making a fool of herself.
Song Kexing: "You sleep on the inside. I like to move around, so it's better to sleep on the outside."
Song Tian nodded shyly: "Yeah, okay."
The two lay down together, Song Tian's head was still dazed, she was nervous and excited.
Perhaps she was too excited, she fell asleep without realizing it.
When she woke up again, she heard the fat comrade opposite her chatting with Sister Kexing.
Fatty: "Comrade Song, I saw that you were quite good at martial arts on the train yesterday. Have you practiced before?"
Song Kexing: "Yes, I practiced martial arts for a few years with the martial arts master from my family when I was young."
This borrowing was thought of by my scumbag father before, so I can have an explanation to the world.
The fat man's eyes lit up: "No wonder, I was wondering why your moves are so fierce, it turns out you have practiced with a martial arts master, let's have a chance to learn from each other."
"Okay!" Song Kexing agreed immediately.
In this era, she is the one who bullies others, and no one has practiced with her yet.
Now that there is a ready-made one, of course I have to agree to it.
Seeing her so straightforward, Fatty was very happy.
I really like making friends, especially those who are straightforward, so communication is straightforward.
The fat man scratched his head embarrassedly: "Comrade Song... I have a question, I wonder if you can answer it..."
Song Kexing raised an eyebrow: "You said, it's okay."
The fat man glanced at her hair and asked in confusion:
"Why do you cut your hair so short? Don't girls like long hair?"
Really, I have been holding this question in for a long time, and finally I asked it.
"Oh, you're talking about this." Song Kexing said in a light voice:
"My house was searched before, and someone cut my hair very messy. I had no choice but to cut it like this."
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