Chapter 68
This was the first time that Li Qingyao had taken a night sleeper train since he was a child. He had always taken the high-speed train before.
The company could provide a hard sleeper berth, so Chen Pu decided to book a soft sleeper. Later he quoted the price for a hard sleeper and paid the extra amount himself. Li Qingyao couldn't figure out the difference between the two. Chen Pu was carrying a bag and holding her luggage bag, while Li Qingyao followed him into the car empty-handed.
It was not the peak season and it was a weekday, so the carriage was sparsely populated. They were lucky enough to buy two lower bunks in the same compartment. It was already past 9 o'clock, and there was only one person occupying the upper bunk, sleeping with his head covered.
Chen Pu placed his luggage on the occupied lower bunk and let Li Qingyao sleep opposite. Li Qingyao put his things away, turned around and saw Chen Pu sweating all over, so he took out a tissue and handed it to him. He took it, said thank you, and wiped the sweat off his head and face. Li Qingyao stared at his wet front and whispered, "Do you want to change your clothes? The air-conditioning in the car is very strong, don't catch a cold."
The light in the carriage was dim, but Chen Pu's eyes were the brightest. He looked at her and said, "I hardly catch a cold once a year." But he still took out a clean T-shirt from his bag and a towel, saying, "I'll go wipe it off. You sit down for a while."
"Um."
After Chen Pu left, Li Qingyao saw a stool stuck to the wall of the corridor, which was somewhat curious. He walked over, pushed the stool down, tried to sit down, rested his arms on the small table next to him, and looked out the dark window, where the mountain scenery flashed by. She leaned her face against the glass again; it felt cold. The rumbling sound of the train accompanied her ears. She felt that this artistic conception was quite good, very retro and peaceful. It seemed as if her heart was traveling with the train through the endless fields at night.
Just as I was daydreaming, I saw Chen Pu's figure appear at the connection of the carriages a few meters away. She turned her head and saw that he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of black sports shorts, with a towel draped over his shoulders. He was bending over and stuffing the paper in his hand into the waste paper bin.
Chen Pu's five senses were very sharp. He raised his head while still bending over and looked in her direction.
Li Qingyao didn't laugh, nor did he tease him on purpose like he did before. He just held his chin with his hand and looked at him.
His eyes were also calm, there was still moisture on his shoulders, the lines of his waist were tightly gathered, and his abdominal muscles were slightly concave. He straightened up and went into the bathroom again with a calm expression.
Li Qingyao tapped his cheek a few times with his index finger, secretly slowing down his accelerated heartbeat, and turned around to continue looking at the scenery outside the window.
Soon Chen Pu came back, changed into a loose and large white T-shirt, and sat down on the bench opposite her. His hair was half dry, and it was obvious that he had just washed it carelessly with water.
Li Qingyao frowned and pointed out: "Your hair isn't dry yet, be careful not to catch a cold. Wrap it with a dry towel."
Chen Pu replied: "No more, just this one. Besides, why would a man wrap his hair?"
Li Qingyao didn't force it. He stood up and went back to the private room. He got a disposable towel, opened it and handed it to him: "Wipe it again."
Chen Pu took it and wiped his head with it.
Li Qingyao couldn't bear to watch it any more, so he turned his head and looked out the window.
Chen Pu muttered, "We just made peace, and you're already meddling in this and that."
Sometimes they gave him tissues, sometimes towels, and then forced him to change his clothes. We've only been reconciled for two days, oh, I'm so upset.
A smile appeared on Chen Pu's face unconsciously.
Li Qingyao said calmly: "After all, you have kidney deficiency, I am just saving you."
Chen Pu shut up.
At this time, the lights in the corridor went out automatically, and only the lights at the connection between the carriages were still on, and the light was much dimmer. The train rumbled into the tunnel and the view went dark again.
Li Qingyao asked: "Have you ever taken a sleeper before?"
"When do you mean before?"
Li Qingyao glared at him: "Before today."
"Of course I have, but only after I went to college."
"This kind of soft sleeper?"
“They are all hard sleepers.”
"Why?"
"At first, your brother refused to spend more money, and refused to let me pay. He told me to take the soft sleeper, while he would take the hard sleeper. So I had no choice but to follow him and sleep in the hard sleeper. Sometimes we could only buy two upper berths, and we couldn't even stretch our legs straight or sit up. It was so uncomfortable. Later, I got used to it, and it was convenient to get reimbursed."
Li Qingyao wanted to ask why you changed to a soft sleeper today, but he didn't say it because the answer was too obvious.
"Sometimes I find it strange." Li Qingyao said, "Your family is rich, but why are you so stingy sometimes? You buy drinks by the milliliter, and you use coupons to get discounts when you have enough powder. Do you also buy discounted items in supermarkets?"
"Of course I will. Would I be stupid not to buy it when it's on sale?"
Li Qingyao laughed.
Yes, that’s the feeling. How can a child from a rich family be so vulgar and worldly? Sometimes he is even more frugal than a poor person like her.
"Have you been so... um... frugal since you were a child?"
Chen Pu uttered an "Ah..." and changed his posture, leaning his back against the wall with his long legs facing the corridor. He was finally able to stretch out, his eyelids drooping slightly because of memories. He said, "Your brother led me astray. He always looked down on my style. Gradually, I felt that it was wrong to spend lavishly and I should save as much as possible. Later, when I started working and saw people who didn't have good conditions, I felt that I should live like your brother and be serious about my life. No one's money comes from the wind."
Li Qingyao turned his head and looked out the window. The train had already left the tunnel and he could see city lights in the distance. Also because of the diffuse light, the edge of the sky is stained with an orange-red color.
Maybe this is life, she thought. The people and things that have a profound impact on us continue to shape our personality. Therefore, the appearance of each person's soul can no longer be summarized in a few words or described in a few sentences. A person's soul is made up of many stories. Those stories make up every strand of his weary hair, his deep eyes, his scarred hands, every step he takes, and the distance that his eyes look at.
Chen Pu looked at her with a look of disappointment he had never seen before, and was somewhat infected by her emotions. He asked, "How did you survive those years after your brother and Luo Huaizheng got into trouble?"
"My mother told you?"
Chen Pu immediately said, "Aunt Yuan didn't say anything specific, she just said that you had a very hard time during that time. If you don't want to talk about it, let's change the subject."
The way Li Qingyao looked at him. His expression was sincere, his concern was undisguised, and there was also a hint of regret and caution.
In fact, Li Qingyao really didn't want to mention that past. If you have ever fallen into endless darkness, how can you be willing to recall it? Apart from her parents, almost no one knew that she was depressed during that time.
But Chen Pu's eyes were so clear, like a cool, windless and waveless ocean. It made her heart soft and lazy. She didn't want to be on guard anymore, and there was no need to be on guard.
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