The K3 international train galloped on the white Menggu Gobi Desert in the early morning, because it was winter, I could not see the beautiful scenery of the sunrise and red glow, but the delicate sun with the white Gobi also has another kind of beauty.

In the corridor outside the box, Huo Jinwei opened the car window, the breeze blew the white veil, and the scenery inside the car from a distance was even more beautiful than the outside of the car.

Huo Jinwei didn't sleep all night, not because she kept her oath to stay up late, but since Lin Dingqiang vomited in the back of the car a few hours ago, she could only take out Lin Dingqiang's mobile phone and ask Xie Hao for help.

Fortunately, the password of Lin Dingqiang's mobile phone is Xin Qing's birthday, which also allows Huo Jinwei to guess it at a glance, thus saving her troubles.

But what she will never forget is that when she and Xie Hao dragged Lin Dingqiang back to the box, many passengers who had not yet gone to bed looked at them curiously, and some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures of such embarrassment.

Huo Jinwei has never been so embarrassed, tens of thousands of clothes were spit out beyond recognition by Lin Dingqiang, and she didn't even have the desire to wash it.

After returning to the box, she settled Lin Dingqiang, returned to her room to change into clean clothes, threw the dirty clothes into the trash, and came to Lin Dingqiang's side through the bathroom door.

And just like that, she sat on the edge of his bed all night.

Because of Lin Dingqiang's drunkenness, Huo Jinwei remembered that Xie Hao had said that it was not safe at night, which scared her even more to sleep.

But Lin Dingqiang on the bed slept unusually sweetly, and after a while, there was a snoring sound.

This was so angry that Huo Jinwei took out her lipstick and scribbled on Lin Dingqiang's face.

The guardian who was promised to be the first to fall, and it seems that sometimes the words of men are really unbelievable.

In this way, Huo Jinwei survived until sunrise.

When she saw the sun rising outside the window, she couldn't wait to open the box door, then lifted the veil and lowered the window, feeling the first rays of sunlight and air from Menggu.

"Miss, alone?" At this moment, an old woman came out of another box.

She looked to be 70 years old with gray hair, curly silver hair, a carefully selected silk scarf around her neck, and two cups of steaming coffee in her hands.

Huo Jinwei, who smelled the smell of wine all night, needed a cup of coffee to wake up at this time.

And the old grandmother didn't wait for Huo Jinwei to speak first, and directly handed over the coffee, "You and your husband were really big enough last night." ”

Huo Jinwei took it and said with a smile: "Grandma, I'm sorry to disturb you." ”

The old grandmother waved her hand, "Are you okay?" I can't sleep at night anyway. ”

"Is it the sound of the train that makes you unaccustomed?" Huo Jinwei said curiously.

"Is it my husband snoring? I've been fighting all my life, and I haven't slept well in my life. Although the grandmother's tone was helpless? But the look is happy? "It's still fighting!"

Huo Jinwei laughed, and the old grandmother continued, "Was he drunk last night?"

Huo Jinwei explained: "Did you drink some wine last night? But he has always had a good amount of alcohol, and he got drunk somehow. ”

"Sometimes it's not wine that is intoxicating? It's love. "Grandma still thinks that Huo Jinwei and Lin Dingqiang have a conflict? Bitterly persuasive: "If you are hurt, you will naturally get drunk quickly." If you want to be drunk for a thousand cups, you still have to have a happy mood. ”

Huo Jinwei nodded, she found that the grandmother in front of her was very stylish? Especially when drinking coffee? The upturned orchid finger is not reduced back then, just like everyone's beautiful appearance.

"You young people still have to be more tolerant of each other, I have lived with the old man all my life, and we have never quarreled. The old grandmother said with a smile: "If you quarrel once, your feelings will hurt once." Hurt a lot? The feelings faded. ”

Huo Jinwei said enviously: "You have a really good relationship with your grandfather. ”

"I let him. The old woman explained: "Every time he wants to get angry, I avoid it, as long as I can't see anyone? The fire will not be able to be raised. ”

"That's a solution," Huo Jinwei nodded, "If I have a chance in the future?" I'll definitely try. ”

"When he's sober, you can try it. ”

Huo Jinwei sneered, "Grandma? He's not my husband? It's not my boyfriend either. ”

The grandmother was stunned for half a second? Recalling that she saw the situation through the crack in the door last night, although she was old, she could also see the care of the girl in front of her for the drunk man.

"Isn't it?"

Huo Jinwei nodded, "It's really not." ”

"It's a pity. The old lady said with a little embarrassment: "I thought you were a young couple who came out to travel." ”

"I'm a friend of his fiancée. Huo Jinwei said slowly: "There was a little rift between him and his fiancée, and his fiancée went to the United States, and there should have been three people on this trip, but the other one couldn't come." So it became me and him to come out. ”

The old grandmother said solemnly: "Since you have a fiancée, you should keep a certain distance." Friend and boyfriend, just one word. ”

Huo Jinwei shook her head again and again, "Grandma, you really misunderstood. I ......"

"Hahaha, I just said it casually, look at you nervous. The old woman smiled and said, "You also said that you have nothing to do with him?"

Huo Jinwei blushed when she was asked, recalling that when she and Lin Dingqiang pretended to be a couple on Hong Kong Island, she did have a moment of illusion, but she kept reminding herself that she couldn't do anything to be sorry for Xin Qing, which calmed her restless heart.

Later, she had more contact with Lin Dingqiang, and she gradually found that there was a constant connection between Lin Dingqiang and Xin Qing.

Huo Jinwei said with relief: "There really isn't, there was no before, and there is no now." ”

The old grandmother nodded slightly, "Then wait for later!"

"Huh?"

"Talking to you, my mind is clear. The old woman thanked her: "You look at the scenery slowly, I'll go back and write two sentences." ”

"You're a writer?" Huo Jinwei said in surprise.

"Retired, nothing to do. The old grandmother said humbly: "Write about the wind, write about the rain, write about people, and write about love." ”

"Jinwei!

Lin Dingqiang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly woke up, he felt that he had a very long dream, and he dreamed of many people.

He didn't know that his face was painted by Huo Jinwei, and when he saw Huo Jinwei outside the door against the light, he quickly got up.

When the old grandmother saw Lin Dingqiang with a big flower face, she smiled from ear to ear, "You two are really interesting." Your future is here, I'm back in the house. ”

Lin Ding took a few breaths and rubbed his face vigorously, trying to sober himself up.

But this rub, the face is even more spent.

"Jinwei, who is that old woman?" Lin Dingqiang asked curiously, "What future do I hear?"

Huo Jinwei pursed her lips and smiled, holding her coffee and looking at the Gobi outside the window, "Ding Qiang, you go wash up first." By the way, look at the trash cans and remember to transfer the money to me. ”