What does it feel like?
Bi Yue and Bi Cheng were so excited that they had to calm down before they could think about hiding the money. The brother and sister sat on opposite bunks, their faces covered with sweat, hunched over, looking at each other with smiles in their eyes.
"Sister, I never expected this!" Bi Cheng sighed and wiped the sweat off his face with his arm.
Bi Yue bit her lips but couldn't hold back the laughter in her mouth. She smiled with her big white teeth and narrowed her eyes:
"Yes, I thought it would be best if I didn't get off the bus at Lao Mo! I didn't expect to sell them all at the first stop. Haha, great success, haha. I really made enough money to buy a house!"
When it comes to money, Bi Cheng's heart warms up just thinking about those old dollars. He swallowed hard and said, "Sister, hide the money. I'll go lock the door."
Bi Yue's instincts invaded her brain, and her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled, commanding Bi Cheng: "Quick, lock the door."
Then she took out her army green cloth bag. When she first carried it on the bus, Bi Tielin had said it was bad luck, but Bi Yuete superstitiously replied, "I want it for good luck!"
Bi Yue spoke with her breath, staring with her big, bright eyes as she instructed:
"Hey, Dacheng, put your passport in your pants pocket, and put these dollars under your feet. From now on, you can't sleep with slippers on."
"Then you hide that old one? Can you put it down? Sister, my cotton shoes are lace-up, can I step on them more!"
A money scammer is a money scammer. I won’t feel safe no matter who I put my money with.
Bi Yue shook her head and said, "Don't worry about it."
Bi Cheng always listened to Bi Yue, doing whatever he was told to do, and if he was told not to do anything, he really didn't care. He turned around and was about to walk towards the door.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to the bathroom to put my passport away."
Bi Yue rolled her eyes: "I'm your biological sister. Why are you hiding from someone? Who cares about looking at you? Just tuck yourself under the covers, no problem!"
Bi Cheng's face flushed and he sighed helplessly. His sister was such a rough person! What he disliked most was girls with personalities like his sister.
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Bi Yue stood in the aisle of the train, having sold all her goods. She looked out at the scenery along the way with unwavering ease, listening to the chatter of other passengers who had also left their compartments for a breath of fresh air. She felt like she had made money, and the atmosphere had changed after just one stop.
In the box next to her, there was a woman who looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, who attracted Bi Yue's sidelong glances several times.
After meeting this woman several times while washing up, Bi Yue felt that this woman gave her a very wonderful feeling.
It was because the woman always had a camera hanging around her neck and her face was always calm, unlike her who always had shifty eyes when being interrogated by the police.
So she knew through observation that the woman was from the box next door.
The woman was chatting with two men in their thirties opposite her. She said her name was Rodin and told them very honestly that she was not a reseller. She applied for a passport just to go to Moscow and that she had classmates in a small town in Moscow.
"Girl, you really can't wander around. Moscow isn't as safe as you think. Hehe, a pretty girl like you really can't walk around alone. It's not safe. How about this, we met on the same bus, it's fate..."
He said a lot of "set words" used by men and women when they meet in later generations.
Bi Yue listened to the three people chatting back and forth. The woman not only talked about herself, but also said that everyone else in her car was a cargo dealer. She just watched a live broadcast of the whole process at the stop and it was very fresh.
Bi Yue frowned. Displeased.
If she didn't have a laptop or a phone in her hand right now, she would have long since given up the habit of constantly scrolling through her phone. She'd have thought it was the 21st century. This was such a flirt, really...
Thinking of this, Bi Yue turned her head and glanced at the man sitting opposite the woman. The man looked up, and Bi Yue instantly avoided his sight. She returned to the box in a hurry.
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"Sister? What's wrong?"
Bi Yue sighed. She sat on the bed, frowning and scratching her short hair, as if talking to herself: "Why do I feel so bad?"
Bi Cheng looked at Bi Yue doubtfully: "Hmm?"
Bi Yue suddenly looked at Bi Cheng seriously and said, "Dacheng, we can't go to the dining car from now on. Let's just eat some flatbread and salted duck eggs soaked in boiling water. Don't leave the private room if you can."
The more Bi Yue talked nonsense, the more unsure Bi Cheng felt: "What are you doing?"
"I don't know. It's just a hunch." Bi Yue nodded, then emphasized again, "In short, we can't get carried away. Standing in the aisle to keep watch like I did just now won't work."
The goods were all sold, and the brother and sister had just felt relieved, but they were now worried because they had a large amount of US dollars hidden on them.
Bi Cheng was fine, but Bi Yue felt particularly uncomfortable.
Whenever she thought of the man in his thirties, he had a very peaceful and friendly smile on his face, but his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of film. After it was peeled off... Bi Yue felt that it was a murderous look.
That night, Bi Yue climbed into bed very early.
She rested her head on a military green bag, which contained a roast chicken that she was reluctant to eat, and inside the chicken's belly were US dollars tied up in a ball with a rubber band.
Her bra, panty pockets, and socks were all full of money.
She tossed and turned with her eyes wide open, unable to sleep. She listened to the sound of the train running, comforting herself that she was born in the Year of the Sheep and that she was definitely overthinking it.
Until I heard a clanging sound in the next room, like a bed hitting the wall, and there seemed to be a suppressed "mmm" sound, as if...
Bi Yue patted her hot face and felt that she was overthinking.
He muttered softly, "Why am I so dirty..."
Based on the frequency of her banging against the wall and the sounds next door, which sounded like a man and a woman having sex, she suspected that she was indeed hopelessly dirty.
Bi Yue patted her hot face again. She muttered to herself, she really seemed to hear the man's comfortable sound, it seemed that he was shouting very loudly, but this was impossible?
"sister?"
"Ah, Dacheng, you, go to sleep, I'm going to the bathroom!"
Bi Yue fled in panic, but she paused when passing by the box next to her, reminding herself that "curiosity kills the cat."
However, when she was squatting in the bathroom, squinting her eyes and thinking about something, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on her face.
The hollow wastebasket was filled to the brim, but Bi Yue discovered a black camera lens at the bottom. Her heart skipped a beat...
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The author has something to say: Thank you to all the book friends who haven't updated in the past few days and still gave me tips and votes. I have seen them all. Taozi is back and I am forcing myself to write an update, but I will do my best to stick to it. Thank you to all the book friends who are waiting for me, sweethearts, good night. (To be continued.)
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