The distance from Qinghe Village to the town is more than 20 kilometers.
There are two buses passing by every day, and you need to wait by the roadside in advance.
There is no dedicated platform, just waiting for a passing bus.
Ling Yue changed into a black leather jacket, his face was angular, and he stood next to the girl, blocking most of her body.
From a distance, he saw a bus winding its way around the opposite hill, and the man waved his hand.
The dust raised by the tires was about to choke Ruan Mian, so he was quickly pulled up.
"It's twenty dollars per person to get to town."
As soon as they sat down, the conductor walked up to them with a small waist bag.
The girl was small and sat by the window. Ling Yue had long legs and could not stretch out in the seat, so her right leg was slightly resting on the aisle.
It happened to be the weekend, and some people on the bus were going to the market, while others were bringing their own home-grown vegetables to sell.
Unfortunately, they were in the third row from the bottom.
Just behind them were several duck cages, quacking non-stop, and you could smell the stench of manure.
The girl leaned against the window with her eyes downcast, her hands covering her nose, and her face looked unhappy.
I tried to pry the glass with my fingers, but found that it couldn't be opened due to dust and rust.
Before she could say anything, a strong arm passed by her.
The man lightly hooked his slender index finger and pushed open the window, and fresh air suddenly poured into the car.
Relieved discomfort.
The journey took about 40 minutes. The mountain road was winding and bumpy. Ruan Mian was almost asleep but was woken up several times.
Coming out of Qinghe Village, the houses along the way gradually increased, and the summer heat began to spread.
Occasionally, when the bus slows down, the air circulation in the car slows down, like a steamer.
The girl felt a little carsick. There was very little cool breeze for her to breathe. There were almost twenty people in the car, and the thin air was not enough to share.
"Ahem!"
Just as her stomach was churning with discomfort, she heard the sound of a man coughing up phlegm from behind.
He coughed several times before sticking his head to the window and spitting out a thick phlegm.
"Ugh!"
Ruan Mian tried his best to ignore the nausea caused by the other person.
But after the man finished coughing, he started kicking his chair with his feet. Perhaps he was bored, and his knees bumped against each other.
The girl smelled the smell of duck shit and was almost vomited by the shaking.
Ling Yue was originally looking at the road ahead. After seeing it out of the corner of his eye, he retracted his legs and stood up.
He was strong and tall, with dark eyes that were unusually cold and a little scary.
Staring straight at the man who stopped shaking his legs.
"Put your legs down."
The carriage suddenly became quiet and everyone looked towards this place.
"Why should I listen to you? I just like shaking my legs, so what?"
The man was about thirty years old. He was wearing a gray suit jacket that looked cheap and second-hand, and the watch on his wrist was also a counterfeit.
There was a handbag beside his legs, which contained a lot of health products, calcium tablets, etc. He must be a salesperson, but who could he sell these items to in the countryside?
Ling Yue took a step forward, and the people sitting with the man in the suit were so scared that they stepped back and stood aside, fearing that they would be harmed innocently.
The man in the suit rolled his eyes around, his palms actually started to sweat, but he still refused to admit defeat.
"What are you doing? Do you want to hit someone?"
There was a traffic jam. The conductor looked up at the man's physique, broke into a sweat, gritted his teeth and came over to persuade him.
"Young man, please forgive me when you can. If there is anything, we can discuss it. Don't use violence."
Ling Yue repeated, "Put your legs down."
It was as if he would break the other person's legs if he didn't listen.
The man in the suit lost face and was bullied by someone younger than him.
He swallowed, but before he could open his mouth, his collar was grabbed, strangling him so that he couldn't breathe.
"Hey, you..."
The ticket seller wanted to stop it but didn't dare to, for fear of getting into trouble.
"You said you were right, why don't you just pull your legs back? I've told you twice but you won't listen."
These words pretended to be a rebuke to the man in the suit, but in fact they were meant to appease Ling Yue and calm him down.
"Let go! I want to get off the bus!"
The man in the suit was completely humiliated and couldn't win the fight because of the huge disparity in strength.
After his collar was released, he decisively went down through the back door carrying his sales items.
This place is close to the toll station, and there are many people setting up stalls to do business. The prices are also higher than in the town.
When the bus left, he stood on the side of the road, raised his middle finger at Ling Yue, and spat at him.
He was so proud of himself that he stepped on dog shit and slipped, falling onto the cherry stall next to him.
He crushed the plump and shiny cherries, and the bright red juice was all over his body.
The health supplements in the suit man's hand fell to the ground, and before he could pick them up, he was surrounded.
The vendor had worked hard to grow some fruits to earn a living, so how could he let him go? He called his friends over.
The people on the bus who were watching the excitement didn't mind the trouble and all gathered around the window, laughing as they listened to the man in the suit bowing his head and apologizing repeatedly.
Soon after the farce ended, we arrived in town.
The bus stopped at the edge of the garden and everyone started getting off with their luggage.
The buildings are low and although it is not as prosperous as big cities, the sounds of hawking on the streets can be heard one after another, making it quite lively.
They left early and had no time to eat.
The girl was a little hungry. She looked at Ling Yue, who was walking straight ahead.
"Follow me, don't get lost."
There were quite a lot of people bustling about. The girl was thin and was squeezed behind several middle-aged women carrying baskets on their backs and couldn't get through.
"Ling Yue."
The voice was so small that it was drowned out by the crowd, but the other party heard it.
He turned around and walked towards her, holding Ruan Mian's tender hand like an adult holding a child.
Take her through the streets.
Finally, they arrived at a small restaurant and ordered two bowls of braised beef noodles, one large and one small.
As she slurped the noodles, the girl's light-colored lips slightly pursed, looking very cute.
Her almond-shaped eyes are round and bright, without any impurities.
The tip of my nose was burned and a layer of sweat appeared. "It smells so good."
The man murmured in his throat, "It's a little hot, eat slowly."
Ling Yue saw her belly bulging slightly, and his heart, which had been silent for many years, suddenly felt satisfied, as if he was feeding a little pet.
She is happy, and so am I.
Most of the shops in the town sell clothes in stalls on the roadside. The prices are cheap and the quality is good.
But the man obviously wasn't going to let her try it here.
He led the girl to a row of newly opened shops. The proprietress was dressed fashionably and was knitting a sweater on a chair at the door.
When he saw them with his sharp eyes, he shouted enthusiastically.
"Beautiful ladies and handsome guys, come and take a look. The clothes in my shop are all new styles. They were just brought down from the city yesterday. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
Ruan Mian was a little socially anxious. The woman put her arm around her shoulders and led her into the house. Ling Yue was next to her.
"Look, this refreshing little skirt is perfect for summer. Do you like it?"
"Hmm... not bad."
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