The two bought the upper and lower berths, and when they got to the place, Garan put the suitcase on the top bunk.

Hotaru was already sitting in the cramped berth below.

Garan looked over, and Hotaru hooked the corners of his mouth at him, patting the position next to him, just like the usual posture at home.

Garan didn't speak, and stooped over beside her.

For men's height, the space for sleepers is even more cramped.

Although the space of the sleeper has been cleaned by the driver, for the two siblings with sensitive senses, they can still smell strange smells.

Jiaying spreads out the usually restrained dark incense, mainly for the sake of Jialan's well-being.

Sure enough, Garan, who was already close to her, turned her head sideways and pressed her jaw to the back of her neck.

Opposite them was a father and daughter, the father was packing his luggage, and the young girl's narrow and upturned eyes looked at the two for a moment, full of curiosity, and fiery and bright.

The father and daughter had been following them before, and they didn't expect to be in the same carriage all the way.

The girl's gaze never left them.

The father packed his luggage and bowed his head to the girl.

When the girl replied to her father's words, her eyes continued to look at the two of them, and only occasionally glanced at her father in a hurry, and then turned back to them.

The father patted her on the back of the head helplessly and lovingly, and the strength was not small, so he slapped the little girl's head forward, and then held the back of the head and glared at the father.

Asked why she knew that they were father and daughter, it was because the two of them spoke obviously in the local dialect, and the tone was so awkward that not the local people couldn't understand it, but the accent of the girl calling "Daddy" was very standard, not the tone of the dialect they spoke.

Ignoring his daughter's accusations, the father turned to look at the two of them and looked at them with an apologetic expression, "Hello. ”

This is speaking normal Mandarin, and even if there is an obvious accent problem, it can be understood by outsiders.

Ka Hotaru nodded at the middle-aged man in response.

As for Garan's head buried behind his sister's back, he doesn't care about outsiders.

The middle-aged father didn't mind the coldness of the two, and said a few words to the girl's dialect, looking at the expression should be a lesson to her, the girl had a willful expression of 'I can't hear it, and I don't pay attention to it when I hear it'.

The middle-aged father was helpless, so he was driven away by the girl with a wave of his hand.

When he left, his father was holding two bowls, which he was supposed to fetch hot water to eat.

There were only three people left in this carriage.

Garan looked up and whispered in her ear if she wanted to sleep.

He stretched out as much as he could, his long legs stretched out on the ground, his back against the bedpost, and motioned for Hotaru to rest on his legs or against his chest.

Kahoru looked at it, and leaned over without refusing.

But she didn't sleep, so she leaned on Garan and whispered to him.

The two chatted about the usual trivial matters, and even if they didn't tie their hair well, they would take it out and say that no one was bored, and the more they talked, the more interesting they felt, and occasionally there would be laughter, very low and very soft.

If there were anyone here who knew Garan, he would have been surprised to see him like this, and they had the impression that this man never liked to talk about private matters other than business, let alone such unnutritious trivial matters.

Now the only audience here doesn't know Garan, only by seeing it with their own eyes, they only feel that they have never seen such a beautiful person, such a gentle person.

"You guys have a really good relationship. ”

This voice interjects into the conversation between the two men, breaking the space that belongs to the two of them.

It was the girl on the bed opposite who spoke.

She looked at the two of them and continued, "Are you brother and sister?"

Despite this question, the girl's expression was determined.

She had been staring at them since she spotted them, and she had heard their previous conversations, hearing men calling themselves older brothers, and girls calling them older brothers.

"My name is Wu Xiaohua, and I am very small and small, and it is easy to remember. Wu Xiaohua asked enthusiastically, "What's your name?"

"Gahoru. "Gahotar said.

Wu Xiaohua stared at Jialan again.

Garan didn't look at her.

Wu Xiaohua blinked in disappointment, and still didn't give up and asked, "What's your brother's name?"

The corners of her mouth curled up, but she didn't answer.

Wu Xiaohua said: "I also have an elder brother named Wu Xiaoshu, let's exchange." ”

Jia Ying said: "Don't change." ”

Wu Xiaohua pursed her lips, "Then tell me, what are the two words of your name." ”

Kahotaru: "I won't tell you. ”

Wu Xiaohua: "How can there be someone like you!"

Jia Ying was noncommittal, if she didn't say it, she didn't say it, no matter what Wu Xiaohua said, it was useless, but Wu Xiaohua was so anxious that she even said coercion and temptation.

As a result, she couldn't be tempted to say something similar to coercion, and she was frozen by Jia Lan's cold look, and she turned white in an instant.

The middle-aged father happened to come back, and as soon as he came, he found that the atmosphere in the carriage was not right.

The girl's face and frightened expression were clear.

Father Wu put the noodle bowl on the partition table, turned his head and said a dialect to the girl.

Even if he couldn't understand the content of Father Wu's words, with Father Wu's expression and tone, he could analyze that he was asking Wu Xiaohua.

Jia Ying looked at this scene, originally thought that this father should be a doting child, but now add one more: he will not spoil his child for no reason.

Wu Xiaohua, who was questioned by Wu's father, came back to her senses and quarreled with Wu's father with a face full of grievances.

Under Wu Xiaohua's series of extremely fast words, Wu's father's expression changed from serious to surprised, and then to embarrassment and helplessness.

The father and daughter really don't know how to hide their expressions, or their true temperament, so even if they can't hear their dialect, they can understand this farce of language barrier by their expressions.

Probably because she felt that she had been wronged, Wu Xiaohua came back with confidence, and she looked a little arrogant. However, although her eyes are narrow and long, they are quite gorgeous, but the eyeballs are clean brown, and the purring rotation is quite childlike, and her lively and bright temperament overshadows this bright color.

She obviously wanted to continue talking to Gara, but instinctively shrunk her neck and shut up when she saw Garan.

"Eat. Father Wu brought her the stainless steel bowl on the partition table.

Wu Xiaohua grabbed it with both hands, stared at dinner as if deflated, and began to eat.

Father Wu didn't pay much attention to it when he left, but now he found that this stainless steel bowl is very large, and the weight of this stainless steel bowl is used to make soup bowls on the weekday dinner table of the Jiajia family.

Here, neither Wu Xiaohua nor Father Wu obviously thinks there is anything special about this.

Seeing his daughter start to eat fragrantly, Father Wu sat next to his daughter, and said with a smile: "You are outsiders." ”

It was obviously unlikely that she wanted Garan to talk to a stranger, and it was Kahotaru who spoke, and she let out a soft "um".

Father Wu didn't care about the coldness of the two, and continued to smile and said, "At first glance, your dress and temperament are not from our small place. ”