After Tian Feng arranged everything for his classmates, he returned to the garden area. Not long after that, he drove here again in a hurry. The road was not far, and the rented house was only fifteen minutes away from the garden, so it was faster to drive.
He got out of the car and rushed over to knock on Yan Zeyang's door. He waited at the door for a while before the door opened.
As soon as the door was opened, I saw that Yan Zeyang's usually handsome, resolute, calm and stern face now had a raised mouth corner and a charming expression.
His face was refreshed, his expression was satisfied, and his eyes were shining after the orgasm.
After he opened the door, he slowly buttoned his shirt without avoiding Tian Feng at all.
Tian Feng saw that his shirt was a little messy, and the buttons were all unbuttoned, but he was still walking leisurely. As an old classmate, Tian Feng knew at a glance that Yan Zeyang was in the most leisurely and relaxed mood.
When is a man most leisurely and relaxed? That's of course... when we smoke afterwards.
Tian Feng: “…” I arranged for you to be with your partner, not for you to show off your intimacy or affection with me! Please also consider the feelings of single men when our wives are not around, okay?
It was only three o'clock in the afternoon. Yan Zeyang straightened his collar and looked at his watch. "What's the matter?"
Tian Feng remembered something important and said hurriedly, "There's a call from the Kyoto Military Region."
As soon as I heard the military region.
Yan Zeyang's expression immediately turned serious.
As a serving soldier, especially those holding positions above regimental commander, even during vacations, you must maintain open communication channels so that you can communicate in a timely manner if there are any tasks or emergencies.
So he came here, found classmates or acquaintances, and passed the phone number to the military to ensure that he could be contacted if anything happened.
"The Kyoto Military District told you to go back."
Yan Zeyang was silent for a moment, "I understand. Please help me book a train ticket back to Longzhou first, and I will send Wen Xin back."
"Okay." Tian Feng nodded, and then he thought of something and asked, "Wen Xin is going back to Longzhou? She's not going back to Kyoto with you?"
"Well, there are still some things in Kyoto that have not been dealt with. I will come to pick her up later." Yan Zeyang paused and explained.
At this time, he had put away his gradually relaxed nature over the past few days, let down his shirt sleeves, and buttoned his cufflinks with a serious expression.
Tian Feng seemed to be hesitant to talk. Although he was standing at the door, the old rooms were all renovated from large houses, and the layout of each room was not very large. He could see everything clearly from the door.
Tian Feng saw the young girl standing at the window at a glance. He didn't know when the window was opened. She had her hands on the windowsill and the wind outside blew her long black hair.
She was wearing a soft white fleece sweater and a camel-colored waisted tweed skirt. The snow-white canvas shoes on her right foot were tapping the ground lightly in boredom. While they were talking, she slightly tilted her head and looked at the door from a distance.
Yan Zeyang's girlfriend is indeed quite eye-catching.
His old classmate was already in the army, and now such a pretty, pure, charming and young girl was placed in Longzhou. Tian Feng couldn't understand why. If he didn't keep her under his own supervision... was this appropriate? He has begun to worry whether his old classmate will be cuckolded.
…
Tian Feng had been in Huzhou for many years and was very familiar with the place. He quickly got two tickets for the fastest train to Longzhou, but unfortunately the sleeper berths were sold out.
After Yan Zeyang said goodbye to several classmates, Tian Feng drove everyone to the train station. When passing Songtao Garden, Yan Zeyang got off the car and returned to the house, hurriedly packing his warm clothes into a small bag.
The platform of the train station was crowded with people. While Yan Motou was protecting Wen Xin in front of him, he looked around the carriage with his eyes. Finally, he found a seat in the middle near the window and brought Wen Xin over.
There was an old man holding up his hands because his luggage was too heavy to fit on the luggage rack. When Yan Zeyang passed by, he lifted it up with one hand.
The old man shyly said to the person who helped him: "Thank you, comrade."
"You're welcome."
At this time, the hard seats on the train were already full, with only a few seats still empty. Because this was a night train from afternoon to evening, the sleeper berths were sold out early. In addition, as it was near the end of the twelfth lunar month, many people went home to visit relatives, as well as to big cities to buy things, so the train seats were basically full. Sometimes there were so many people that there were no seats and people had to stand.
Just near the window, someone stood up and vacated two seats.
Yan Zeyang carried a bag in his hand and protected Wen Xin all the way. He pushed her to sit by the window. In that era, the hard seats on trains were still those wooden benches. The windows could be opened a little to allow some fresh air.
After all, there are people coming and going in the car and it is constantly noisy. If the windows are not opened, a group of people will be like being locked in a stuffy jar, with all kinds of smells.
Wen Xin used to ride alone in a car and had to be careful at every turn. Now that she is with Yan Zeyang, she doesn’t have to worry about anything and just needs to follow him.
She sat down by the window. There was a small table by the window with a few newspapers, two water cups and a teacup on it, which were probably the belongings of the two people opposite her.
Yan Zeyang sat down next to her. Opposite them was a couple with their child. The little boy was about two or three years old and was clamoring to pee.
It is not easy to go to the toilet on the train at this time. You have to walk through the long carriage and wait in line for a long time.
Wen Xin saw the mother opposite, who had a round face and a bit of high altitude red, directly picked up the teacup of water, pulled up the child's pants to reveal his little JJ, and then there was a sound of splashing water.
Wen Xin: “…” I watched her answer the phone, open the car window and fall down.
Even Yama frowned, but the seat was already full and there were no extra seats.
The couple probably noticed that the well-dressed handsome man and beautiful woman opposite them, especially the pretty lesbian, was staring at the teacup filled with boy's urine.
The woman's husband felt embarrassed. His wife wanted to put the food on the table, but he snatched it away and ran to the conductor to ask for some boiling water to rinse it off.
This train takes three or four hours to get back to Longzhou, and it will arrive at Longzhou Station just after dark. Wen Xin was afraid to sit the next day because she was spanked by Yama in the house in Songtaoyuan that day. It hurt when she sat down, and it took her a long time to get used to it. She was so angry that she didn't eat lunch today. She only ate a little bit and drank some juice. Now she is on the train and feels a little hungry.
Who is Yama? He might not even look at the people he doesn't care about who are kneeling on the ground begging him, but he is very observant of the people he cares about.
He glanced at her and saw her touching her stomach, so he knew she was hungry.
He placed the bag that Wen Xin brought on the luggage rack above. He stood up and took out the gift box of snacks that Tian Feng had sent her yesterday from the bag. He packed it specially because he was afraid that she would be hungry when she left.
At that time, high-end snack boxes were rare. Tianfeng Garden would only give out special gift boxes when it received distinguished guests. Nowadays, snacks in China are generally bought in bulk from state-owned stores and wrapped in oil paper.
As soon as the Yama head box was taken out, several passengers sitting nearby saw it and looked over. For people of that era, food was very eye-catching.
"You must be hungry. Eat something to fill your stomach." He placed the small and exquisite gift box on the edge of the warm table, where she could reach it.
Wen Xin glanced at him, and when they got on the train and there were people around, he became serious and looked at her with a serious look, strictly observing the taboos between men and women in intimacy. When there were many people on the train, he just pushed her at most and didn't even hold her hand.
Oh, now he is keeping his distance from me. Has he forgotten what happened before?
Have you forgotten how he was in that small room of the homestay, sitting on the small bed covered with floral sheets, hugging her tightly, kissing her on the mouth, wishing he could cover the sky with one hand and take over the world alone?
Forget the time when he desperately grasped her hand, coaxed her to hold him, and when it came to the critical point, he gritted his teeth and trembled with excitement?
Just a hypocrite, bah!
However, she held the only weak point in his body, allowing him to breathe, feel pain, and feel uncomfortable. The feeling of having her control over the other person's lows and highs was actually not bad.
Wen Xin ignored his hypocritical look as he placed the food far away from her to avoid touching her.
She glanced at him and said nothing.
The couple holding the child stared with their eyes wide open, watching the male comrade opposite moisten a white handkerchief with clean water and hand it to the pretty female comrade next to them. The female comrade also had a stern face and pulled a corner of the handkerchief. The two of them didn't even touch each other, and then she used the handkerchief to vigorously wipe the palm and fingertips of her right hand.
Looking at her white, tender and soft right hand, the gay man looked away uncomfortably.
The female comrade wiped her hands, then carefully picked up a piece of white pastry from the eight small items in the gift box, put it to her mouth, and took a light bite with a handkerchief. A rich aroma immediately wafted over her.
There were a few passengers around, who glanced over and swallowed their saliva at the same time when they smelled the fragrance.
The pastries made by the chef of Yuguizhai are really delicious, the outer layer of pastry is very tender and the taste is very soft and sweet.
She ate a piece of white skin and then a date paste roll. The filling was made of the best golden jujubes. It had a delicate taste and the outer skin was crispy and thin. Maybe it had been a long time since she came to this world and she hadn't eaten old-fashioned pastries of this quality. She actually thought they were pretty good. So she looked at the pastries and examined them carefully. She felt that there were many pastry chefs in this era whose skills were as good as those in later generations.
Wen Xin ate two pieces and stopped. She wiped her hands and wrapped the pastry crumbs in a handkerchief.
Seeing the child opposite staring at the cake box with a pitiful look, Wen Xin casually pushed the box to the other side and said, "Comrade, please give a piece of cake to the child."
"No, no, he's not hungry. Thank you, comrade." The woman seemed to be returning home to visit relatives with her child. They were all ordinary people. When had they ever seen such an exquisite pastry box? The snacks inside were placed on the small table. There looked to be two layers, with another layer inside. There were only four small pieces on one layer. They looked particularly exquisite and exuded a rich fragrance. They were obviously very expensive.
How could a woman dare to eat it?
"It's okay, give it to the child." The couple didn't dare to take it. Seeing the child opposite drooling with greed, Wen Xin took out a piece and stuffed it into the child's hand.
The little boy ate voraciously, leaving cake crumbs all over his body. In the end, his mother caught the crumbs and ate them all, without wasting any of them.
Although Wen Xin had a smile on her face, she couldn't help feeling that people of this era were having a hard time. They probably couldn't have imagined that the world would change so dramatically thirty years later, and their lives would only get better day by day.
She looked across at the opposite side, while Yan Zeyang next to her was looking at her. The VIP pastries were specially made by a master chef for entertaining foreign guests. Even if there were a few boxes left, they were divided up within Tian Feng's unit. People outside could not buy them. If they were put on the market, ordinary people would not be able to afford them.
Wen Xin ate two pieces and gave them away without any concern.
Her generosity was not fake. In her eyes, giving a piece of cake seemed as normal as handing a glass of water.
He frowned slightly, thinking of her great aunt who was a maid in the imperial kitchen. She grew up with her great aunt, so it was understandable that snacks were not precious to her. Only then did his brows smooth down.
…
The three or four hours' journey passed in a flash.
After getting off the train, Yan Motou accompanied Wen Xin all the way to the entrance of the Wei family's alley. "I'm leaving. Write to me when you go back." Yan Zeyang handed the bag in his hand to Wen Xin.
Wen Xin took it with a pout.
She asked, "How are you going to get back? Can you still catch the train after you send me back?"
"I have a private plane." He just needs to take a car to the military airport here.
Wen Xin: “…”
Yama looked at her with red eyes, unhappy and silent appearance, feeling reluctant in his heart. "Come back with me," he said.
"I don't want to go back. There are sad memories everywhere." Wen Xin said reluctantly, holding the bag in both hands.
"Can I rest assured if you stay here?" He whispered, "Are there only sad memories? No good ones?"
"No, I cried my eyes out when I got on the train on the day I left, and I told myself that I would never go back." As she spoke, Wen Xin's eyes became even redder.
Yama looked at her aggrieved little face and sighed deeply. At this time, he no longer cared about the rules and regulations between men and women. He walked forward and hugged her in his arms. The two of them had their hearts tightly pressed together. He kissed the top of her head, inserted his fingers into her long hair, and caressed her.
"And that Dai Jing, what's going on between you and her? Is she really your white moonlight?" Wen Xin looked up and questioned him.
"What white moonlight?" Yama frowned at her. "She and I have nothing to do. My mother liked girls back then, so she treated Dai Jing as her daughter. As for the engagement, I have never heard of it. Dai Jing and I were impossible before, and it will be even more impossible in the future. I have never liked her. The only person I like is you. I will only say this once, and don't ask again in the future."
I only like you...
After hearing this, Wen Xin buried her head in his arms and smiled secretly.
But Yan Motou was in a bad mood at this time, and asked in a deep voice: "You don't want to go back with me, nor do you want to marry me, you just want to be with me, you are being a hooligan, do you know that?"
Warm "..."
"How am I being a hooligan? Only men being hooligan to women is considered hooliganism. How can a woman be a hooligan to a man? If the man doesn't want to, what else can the woman do? Does what you said make sense?"
"Huh, you've done a lot."
Wen Xin immediately looked up at his expression. Yes, she was afraid that he would be snatched away by the heroine at first. At that time, she actually liked him a little bit, so she was very proactive...
But, it was unacceptable for him to say that. Wen Xin said angrily, "Then you are willing, aren't you? If you don't want to, you can refuse, and I will find someone else."
As expected, Yama was choked.
Under the moonlight, he stared at Wen Xin sternly for a long while. In the dim light around him, his eyes were filled with a dark and fierce light. Wen Xin heard him speaking to her in a cold voice above her head, "Behave yourself here, Wen Xin. If I knew you were having an affair with another man behind my back, I would not let you go..."
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