At noon the next day, Qin Guan went to pick up Cong Nianwei. They took their luggage and squeezed into the train. It was the rush hour of the Spring Festival, so the train was packed.
By the time they got to their seats, the iron train was already full. Qin Guan didn't care too much. He put their luggage in the right place and went to their seats with the tickets.
The seats were good for two by the window. Qin Guan's treat to a meal was worth it.
Qin Guan said something to the people sitting in the seats, and they gave up their seats for him. That was how the seats were when there were many people. Whoever had an empty seat would sit there for a while. Everyone had to be considerate of each other when they were out.
At that time, someone would ask, "Why didn't you buy a berth?" Qin Guan would spit on his own face. The school only provided hard seats, and you had to buy a berth at the station.
If anyone said they could buy a berth in the queue, I wouldn't beat them.
Qin Guan hung up Cong Nianwei's and his coats and asked Cong Nianwei to hold their bags. He took out the thermos from under the table and shook it. It was empty.
Looking at the crowd in the corridor, he asked Cong Nianwei, "Are you thirsty?"
Cong Nianwei shook her head. She had never seen such a scene in her life. Adults were crying and children were making noise. The carriage, the corridor and the toilets were all crowded with people.
Cong Nianwei was still in a daze when the train left the station slowly. Qin Guan took the thermos and swam to the water heater by the side of the train.
When Qin Guan finished drawing water and swam back from the crowd, his sweater was wrinkled and sweaty.
He didn't care so much and just took off the sweater.
If he had done that on the street, he would have attracted a lot of attention. However, on the train, no one cared about him. There were people taking off their shoes and socks, picking their feet and snoring. There were many more people than him.
Qin Guan folded his sweater and put it in the corner of Cong Nianwei's seat so that she could use it as a cushion when she was tired.
By the time the train passed the first station, the people in the carriage had already calmed down and returned to their seats.
Qin Guan took out a thermos cup from the plastic bag, threw some foam into it, and filled it with hot water. When he handed the cup to Cong Nianwei, it had turned into a cup of steaming hot jasmine tea.
The two of them were exchanging flirtatious glances with each other, and the atmosphere was just right. However, the passenger opposite them shouted at the top of his lungs, ruining the atmosphere.
"Hey, young man, let me use some hot water." The uncle opposite him howled in a wild manner. He had the typical loud voice of the Shandong Province people.
Qin Guan nodded. "That's fine. Go ahead." The uncle was delighted. He poured half a cup of hot water into the big porcelain jar, took a sip of the hot water and asked, "Students? Friends? "
Cong Nianwei blushed when she saw the man's nervous expression. Qin Guan wanted to laugh.
A girl who was usually very stubborn could also blush because of a stranger's words. Looking at Cong Nianwei, Qin Guan's eyes sparkled. He really wanted to kiss her.
Cong Nianwei turned around and saw Qin Guan's silly face. She knew that he was up to no good. She stretched out two fingers and twisted Qin Guan's waist.
Cong Nianwei might have practiced waist twisting since she was a child. She poked her fingers into the side of Qin Guan's waist, where a pile of useless fat could easily grow.
Cong Nianwei pressed her fingers against the skin and twisted. Qin Guan didn't scream as she had expected. Cong Nianwei didn't twist him.
Qin Guan's recent exercises were really effective. His mermaid lines and lower abdominal muscles were smooth and firm. Cong Nianwei's twisting method didn't work. She couldn't twist him.
Qin Guan didn't know that he had just been pinched. He was still smiling foolishly. The uncle opposite them took out some cards and asked, "Do you want to play cards?" “
The three of them looked at the only young man in the circle.
A young man, who looked like a student, was sitting opposite Qin Guan.
He was reading a thick professional book in the car. When the uncle asked him, he glanced at the three of them with disdain.
Qin Guan glanced at the book in the young man's hand. He only saw a few words on mechanical manufacturing. Hey, that's the same profession as my previous life.
Seeing that his proposal didn't get any response, the uncle turned around and asked the people in the corridor. They were all bored. It was a ten-hour drive, and some entertainment was just what they wanted. Naturally, they would join in.
The table was too small, so they only got one person to play. There were many people around the table.
The young man looked at Qin Guan and the others with disdain and lowered his head to read again.
When they started playing cards, Qin Guan knew that he had met a master. Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei's IQ was ten times that of the young man, but they were not the only ones in the poker field.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei played cards up to six. The young man sitting opposite them couldn't help but put down his book. "Hey, how can you play cards at this time? You should do this … "
Cong Nianwei saw that his words were reasonable, so she said to the uncle and the others, "I don't know how to play. How about we start again?"
The uncle and the others nodded. "Okay." The young man rolled up his sleeves and joined Qin Guan's team.
The four of them played cards up to two again. After one round, the uncle still played cards up to king. Qin Guan's team was even worse. They only played cards up to four.
The young man smiled awkwardly and threw his cards on the table, explaining, "Actually, I'm good at it."
Of course you're good at it. Of course you're good at it. You're playing cards for two teams. It was getting late. The uncle took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and waved them at Qin Guan. "Do you want a smoke?"
Qin Guan shook his head. The young man followed him happily. He felt that the young man had changed after playing cards for a while.
After the two of them finished smoking, they refilled the flask with water.
The four of them got ready for the most important task on the train, which was to eat instant noodles.
By then, the four of them had become very familiar with each other. The uncle and Cong Nianwei had come from the same place, and the young man was from the WF. He had arrived at the station at midnight.
Qin Guan asked the young man about his major and found out that it was really fate. The young man was Qin Guan's schoolmate, but he was two years older than Qin Guan.
Qin Guan immediately felt a sense of intimacy. In less than two minutes, they had gotten along so well that they could even wear the same pair of pants.
When they got to know each other better, Qin Guan realized that the young man was a replica of Qin Guan before his rebirth. He didn't know how to get along with others. That was why the advantage of having a good appearance was reflected here.
The uncle was even more pitiful. He had come to the capital to run some errands, but was caught up in the rush to go home.
When the four of them were eating instant noodles, the uncle gave them a boiled egg. Qin Guan took out the thick ham he had bought and cut a piece for each of them. Ham, eggs, and instant noodles were the standard fare on the train.
After eating the instant noodles, the four of them cleaned up and closed their eyes to rest.
It was late at night, and the carriage gradually became quiet. Only the sound of the train moving forward and the occasional snoring could be heard. It was very peaceful.
Cong Nianwei was so sleepy that she had fallen asleep. Her eyebrows were knitted together, as if she was not sleeping well.
Qin Guan gently put Cong Nianwei's hanging head on his shoulder, so that she could sleep as comfortably as possible.
Feeling that she had a warm support, Cong Nianwei rubbed her shoulder comfortably and fell asleep again.
Qin Guan was in pain and happiness in that position. Cong Nianwei's soft face was leaning on his shoulder, and his lips were only a little bit away from hers. Qin Guan was in a dilemma.
Before Qin Guan could wake up, the train slowed down and stopped at a small station in the middle of the night.
By the time Qin Guan came back to his senses, the train had already arrived at the station. The conductor put down the baffle and opened the door.
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