Qin Yang drove Su Bai and Fatso to the train station. Su Bai got out of the car, feeling the chilly air of this coastal city. With his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, he looked no different from a normal person.
The windbreaker automatically disintegrated and disappeared. After all, with the windbreaker's current posture and the black fog effect, it was really not suitable to wear in a crowd. Anyway, it was easy to put on and take it off. To avoid trouble, Su Bai preferred to live a normal life as a normal person.
Of course, in Fatso's eyes, it was a little pretentious. 'Damn it, I've never seen you live a normal life. You don't look like a normal listener either.'
When Fatso was about to get out of the car, Qin Yang suddenly put his hand on the steering wheel and looked at Fatso. "Talk to him, don't give up hope."
Fatty paused for a moment. "Why does this sound like something you would say to comfort a terminal patient?"
"Up to you." Qin Yang restarted the car and drove away.
Although the temperature was low, the sun was high in the afternoon and Fatso was wearing too much. After getting out of the car and walking for a few steps, he actually felt a little hot.
"Da Bai, can you walk slower?" Fatso shouted from behind.
Su Bai stopped and waited for him.
The two went to the ticket office to get their tickets and went straight to the waiting room. The high-speed rail from Qinhuangdao to Tianjin was very crowded, almost like waiting for a bus.
The two of them also bought the nearest high-speed rail to Tianjin, so it didn't take long for the train to arrive. After getting on the train, Su Bai chose a seat by the window while Fatso sat by the aisle.
In fact, Fatso had been looking for a chance to talk to Su Bai. Just like what Qin Yang said, he wanted Su Bai to not give up, but Fatso didn't know how to start. In fact, deep down, Fatso and Qin Yang both thought that after Su Bai's rampage, the probability of him surviving in the next world was very, very low.
Under normal circumstances, under the premise of not giving the broadcast a realistic mission to make its presence known, a normal difficulty story world could already be considered as having a 90% chance of survival. Now that the broadcast had actively increased the difficulty, it was basically time to prepare a coffin …
However, when Fatso looked at Su Bai with his headphones in his ears and his head turned to the window, listening to music while enjoying the scenery, he was much calmer.
Fatso suddenly felt like the eunuch was panicking when the emperor wasn't panicking. It was really annoying.
Damn, is this the benefit of being a mental patient?
Beethoven's moonlight echoed in his ears. Su Bai really didn't think about anything, didn't consider anything. The injuries on his body would cause pain from time to time, but Su Bai could basically do it no matter how painful it was.
He didn't think too much about his future, didn't think too much about his actions, didn't regret, didn't hesitate, didn't worry, and didn't worry about gains and losses. The only thing he felt was:
Yes, the temperature in the train was a little high, and it was a little stuffy.
Other listeners often laughed and said that they lived with their lives tied to a belt, but in their hearts, their desire and care for life were actually holding their lives in the palm of their hands, afraid of falling, and holding it in their mouth, afraid of melting. Su Bai was simple and straightforward. It seemed that he had done this kind of thing many times, so he was used to it. He didn't think about changing, because he also knew that it was impossible to change.
As for what would happen in the next world …
The broadcast hadn't sent out the notice yet, so he would just enjoy his current life.
"Hahaha … Hahaha … Hahahaha …"
At this moment, a loud laugh in the carriage broke the silence in the carriage.
It was a young man sitting across from Fatso. He looked very young, probably just reaching adulthood. He was holding a Xiaomi phone in his hand, wearing headphones and watching a TV series. He probably saw something funny just now, so he couldn't help but laugh.
Fatso even deliberately turned his head to take a look, then turned back and muttered, "Damn, he's laughing like this while watching iPartment. What an old TV series."
Su Bai took off the headphones on his ears, pulled up his seat, and sat up a little straighter.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at their destination.
At this time, Fatso also took out his phone and was about to book a ticket from Tianjin Airport back to Shanghai. In the end, he suddenly smacked his lips, "Eh, this is interesting. All of them show that the flight is delayed."
"Let's call and ask what's going on," Su Bai said.
Fatso nodded. At this time, the train had almost entered the vicinity of Tianjin, and the signal was still okay. Fatso directly called the airline for advice. After a while, Fatso hung up the phone, shrugged, and said somewhat helplessly, "It's said that an idiot was found to have brought something suspected of being a bomb when he went through the security check.
"It's said that an idiot was found to have brought something suspected to be a bomb when he went through the security check. Now the airport is under martial law, and most flights have been suspended. I don't know when they will resume. I think we should just stay in Tianjin for one night and leave tomorrow, so that we don't have to wait at the airport at night."
"Okay, book a hotel."
"F * ck, why is it me again?"
"You're rich, I'm a poor man now." Su Bai waved his hand.
"You sure are straightforward. You've thrown away your wealth, and now you're living a frugal life," Fatso muttered as he began to book a hotel on his phone.
Su Bai suddenly asked, "Fatso, if I give you a lot of money, but the prerequisite is for your unborn son to become a listener, would you be willing?"
Fatso pursed his lips and chuckled. He did not answer, but it was already the best answer. In fact, this kind of thing was the same no matter who it was. Even if a person like Fatso preferred the life of a listener over the life of an ordinary person, he did not want his future son or daughter to become a listener because of him. After all, not every listener was called Zhang Bayi. What if his son was not as good as him and died right from the start?
The train arrived at the station, and Su Bai and Fatso got off the train together. When they walked to the exit, Fatso was hit by a young man who was pushing a suitcase from behind.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young man immediately apologized to Fatso.
Fatso did not bother to pursue the matter and continued to walk. Su Bai said, "Is that the person who laughed while watching iPartment on the train?"
"Yeah, it feels like there's something wrong with his brain. He's a little naive. I guess his parents will be worried about how he'll find a wife in the future."
Su Bai looked at Fatso. "You make it sound like someone isn't worried."
"Pfft, do you think I lack women?"
"People rely on fate to find a wife, but you rely on money to go whoring," Su Bai said.
"F * ck, who's as awesome as you? You're not even married yet and you already have such a big son."
"By the way, that person should be from the fire department." Su Bai pointed to the young man in front of him who had just hit Fatso and said, "There's a logo on his suitcase and pants."
"Hehe, it's so standard now."
The two of them walked out of the train station and got into a taxi. They went straight to the hotel that Fatso had booked. As Fatso was the one who booked the room, he brought his ID card to the front desk to check in. Meanwhile, Su Bai sat down on the sofa in the lobby.
There were already a few people sitting on the sofa. They were all young men and women, and everyone was playing with their phones.
Su Bai also took out his phone and opened WeChat. Lychee's position in the list was very high. Usually, Su Bai did not have many people who chatted with him on WeChat. Gongzi Hai's visit to the deep-sea cave this time was obviously related to Lychee.
His fingers stroked the screen of his phone. Those big shots and big forces all had their own plans and pursuits. It seemed like he was the only one who was a little muddle-headed. Living one day at a time was another, enjoying one day at a time. Perhaps this was also a kind of pursuit.
At this time, a girl sitting on the sofa opposite Su Bai took out a bag from her backpack. The bag was printed with "Xiting Crispy Cake", which could be considered a local specialty.
The girl enthusiastically opened the bag, then stood up and walked to the middle of the sofa. "Come, I brought this crispy cake from my hometown in Nantong. It can be considered a specialty of my family. Everyone, don't be shy. Try it. Don't be shy with me. It's not worth much anyway."
Several people on the sofa around her came over one by one and took out a crispy cake from the bag to eat. The air was suddenly filled with a sweet smell.
"Is there anyone who hasn't taken one? It's better to eat it as soon as it's opened. Otherwise, it will be damp and affect the taste."
What a passionate girl.
This reminded Su Bai of his experience of sharing photos, videos, and food like this when he was a backpacker. This kind of feeling was very warm. He did not expect to encounter it in this hotel lobby.
Thinking of this, Su Bai got up and took out a crispy cake from the bag in the girl's hand.
The girl looked at Su Bai in a daze. Her eyes flickered, and she seemed to be at a loss.
Looking at the girl's expression, Su Bai also subconsciously looked at himself. His trench coat was put away, and his breath was completely restrained. There shouldn't be anything on him that could cause a special reaction from others.
Fortunately, Su Bai was not a narcissistic man. Otherwise, if it were Fatso, he would probably think that he was too handsome and made the girl shy.
Su Bai took the crispy cake and sat back on the sofa to eat. It was crispy, fragrant, and tasted really good. However, Su Bai found that several people on the sofa around him suddenly began to size him up. Could it be that there was really something special about him that was revealed because he was not careful?
At this time, Fatso walked over with the room card. There was a middle-aged woman in front of Fatso. She walked over first and said to everyone on the sofa, "Students, I've already arranged the rooms.
These are your ID cards and room cards. I'll return them to you now. This time, we're going to be sketching around here for three days. Don't be afraid of suffering. "
For a moment, everyone on the sofa except Su Bai stood up and walked to the woman to get their ID cards and room cards. Only Su Bai was still sitting there.
Su Bai looked at the Xiting crispy cake that he had taken a bite of and was stunned.
Damn it.
They all knew each other?
I …
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