Coco's words were like a cold wind, gently cutting through my neck, making it so stiff that it couldn't move at all for a few seconds.

Then slowly turning my head, I quickly glanced behind me.

But I didn't see anything unusual behind me.

Because of this, she wanted to ask Coco what she meant, and turned her head, only to find that she was gone. It's just that the place where she was standing looked so dark that it seemed that even the lights of the aisle couldn't penetrate it, leaving a gap like a different dimension in that small space.

Seeing this, my heart suddenly became more chaotic, and I rubbed my arms vigorously, and found that a dense layer of goosebumps appeared on my skin at some point.

This feeling of being cold and overwhelmed made my heart furious, and I immediately opened the door of the carriage and hurriedly walked in, but it happened that a person inside came out and collided directly with me, knocking me back a few steps.

", look at it when you walk!" and then heard the other muttering and cursing.

It's Li Xin.

He was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so he immediately covered his stomach and hurriedly walked away, after walking away, I found that the back of my hand was a little tingling, and then I realized that when I was going backwards just now, my hand subconsciously put it on the side, and it must have been a broken skin at that time, not only red, but also the back of my hand bulging.

I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, but when I saw Xia Ping looking at me apologetically on the bed, I couldn't have a seizure, so I could only take out a tissue and wipe the blood oozing from the wound, and then walked into the carriage sullenly, and silently closed the door under her gaze.

Xia Ping should have been chatting with Liu Xiang with her husband before.

It was originally a tense face, but as soon as Li Xin left, his demeanor became a lot more lively, and while turning out an orange from his bag and cutting it into four petals and handing it to Liu Xiang, he beckoned to me: "Come, eat oranges." ”

This casual look almost made me forget the strange expression on her face when she was □□ with Li Xin and looked at me directly.

But I politely declined.

The back of my hand hurts, and my heart is very messy, so I don't have any desire to eat, I just want to get up early and stuff myself into the bed, otherwise, I think I may not be able to restrain myself from starting to tremble in front of them.

People shiver when they are cold, and they also shiver when they are afraid.

And when faced with both at the same time, that shiver almost comes out of the bone marrow.

So soon Xia Ping noticed something strange from me, after a short glance at me, she didn't continue to be polite to me, lowered her head and skillfully opened the orange peel with her fingers, sucked a mouthful of juice to herself, and then looked at Liu Xiang, frowned and sighed lightly: "Speaking of which, the train is a train in the end, even if it is a Harmony, there are still mice." ”

"Are there any rats?"

"Yes, my husband and I saw it before, and it was a big one, so I ran all the way under your bed, and I disappeared all of a sudden. ”

"So I think it's still in the car. ”

"That's right. Originally, my husband wanted to get it out, but I couldn't find it after looking for a long time, and I really don't know where to hide it......"

"Oh, I've seen that mouse too. After getting into the quilt and shivering for a while, I felt that my feelings had eased slightly, so I stretched out my head and echoed.

"Isn't it," Xia Ping raised her head and smiled at me when I spoke, "It's a big one, right?"

"Well, it's pretty big. ”

"Wait for my husband to come back and ask him to look for it again, don't hide here, wait until we all fall asleep and come out again, bite and bite, bite and bite, bite and bite and bite nothing, in case the meat is gnawed off by it, it will be terrible......"

Look, husband and wife are husband and wife in the end.

A while ago, he scolded viciously like an enemy, and complained about all kinds of misfortunes after marriage like a grievance, but now he kept talking about 'my husband' and 'my husband'. So there is an old saying that is true, it is difficult for a clean official to decide family affairs. Even if they are good at deciding, maybe the next moment they are eager to overturn the case, it is really as unpredictable and unpredictable as the weather.

Hearing this, Liu Xiang laughed lightly, shook his head and said, "This is not going to be." ”

"How do you know no, rats eat everything. ”

"There was plenty of fuel and water in the car. As you said, the rat is quite fat, and must eat and drink enough every day, in this case, it should not be so greedy that it will go directly to the flesh of a human without regard for the danger. ”

"Hiss......" Hearing him say this, Xia Ping gasped and patted her chest as if she was shocked: "You say that, why do you make people listen to it cold, as if the mouse will really crawl on me and gnaw my flesh if I fall asleep." ”

Xia Ping has a chest that is almost a D cup.

So I don't know if she did it unintentionally, or if it was a little deliberate, because when she did it, the two lumps of flesh on her chest trembled slightly, like two rabbits that could jump out of the deep V-neck at any moment.

The so-called rich show money, talent show talent, good looks, and have a good chest...... Naturally, it's a show of boobs.

Of course, the sight does look very enticing.

For me, who is also a woman, I will have such thoughts, so for men, the temptation should be greater. Therefore, after she finished saying that, she didn't hear Liu Xiang's voice for a long time. Through the edge of the bed, I saw his fingers silently plucking the pair of small bells on the strap, and his face was always facing Xia Ping's direction, I don't know if I was listening to her, or admiring the self-aware charm when she spoke.

So I shrunk into the quilt again, because when Xia Ping broke the brief silence and pushed the remaining orange closer to Liu Xiang again, I saw a bell tied to her snow-white round arm.

A bell that looks almost identical to the one that Yanagi gave me except for its color.

I didn't see her wrist on it before, but now it is hung up, and it is obvious that it was also given to her by Liu Xiang, and it is also obvious that she chose it with thought, because the color of the bell is the same as the color of her nail polish, a faint rose red.

It makes me a little depressed.

It's a feeling of something special suddenly becoming no longer special, which can also be called loss.

But since people don't have a few days left to live, why bother about this little thing, whether it's special or not, there's always no fate, isn't it?

Thinking about it, I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what, the eyeball on the right that hasn't hurt for a long time suddenly throbbed faintly, and the back of the head was also swollen and painful, so that I didn't have the heart to think about these trivial matters for a while, and I didn't pay attention to what they talked about later, only to feel that suddenly the fatigue that had been ignored by me for a long time came up again, so I turned over and approached the inner bed, and after a while, I fell asleep in a daze in the rhythmic sound of the wheels and the steady shaking of the wheels.

But I didn't sleep long.

It seemed that in less than an hour at most, I was abruptly interrupted by a deliberately suppressed but still very clear cry.

At that time, I was dreaming that the Immortal Boy said to me, "Congratulations, since you happened to see the gods passing by on the night of gods and ghosts, you don't have to die, and not only that, but you will live a long life."

But I was so happy I couldn't believe it was dreaming.

So I was about to ask him if it was real, it couldn't be that I was dreaming, right?

And so I woke up.

I woke up and found it to be a dream.

There is probably nothing more depressing in the world than this.

Unfortunately, the crying was not a dream. When I came to my senses, the cry became clearer, and the sorrow and resentment loomed like a ghost, circling around the carriage. And the person who made such a cry turned out to be Xia Ping, which somewhat surprised me.

She always gave me a feeling of being very strong and tenacious, especially when she was forced to □□ by Li Xin.

At this time, she was crying like a completely overwhelmed child. Fragile, dazed, it seemed like the slightest touch of her would tear her apart in the dark. I didn't know what was wrong with her, and I didn't dare to ask her rashly, so I could only continue to pretend that she was still asleep, and turn my head to look at her quietly.

After about five or six minutes like that, she finally stopped crying and turned her head sideways to look at Yoo Sang's bed.

"Liu Xiang," and then she called softly, "Liu Xiang, are you asleep?"

Yoo Xiang did not answer.

His breathing was steady and even, apparently asleep.

"Liu Xiang?" she called him again.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, he lifted the quilt and got up, slowly walked to his bedside, and then squatted down, approached his face and carefully examined his face for a while. "Liu Xiang?" and she called him again.

"Is there something wrong?" Liu Xiang's abrupt answer surprised her.

She subconsciously wanted to retreat to her bed, but after a moment's hesitation, she made a move that surprised me again.

She lowered her head and kissed him on the mouth.

The hurried and hard kiss, even lying on the top bunk, I could still clearly feel the strong force.

Oh my god, what is she doing......

Just when I was shocked by the scene in front of me, I didn't expect that Xia Ping began to go too far.

When I realized that Yoo Sangsang was trying to get up and avoid it, she suddenly began to moan, and when I heard the heat at the root of my ears, another hand was stretched out, which startled me.

I thought she noticed my voyeuristic gaze, but she just grabbed the edge of my bed hard, and then with her other hand, she deftly ripped off her thin blouse like a snake. There was nothing wearing under his shirt, and his snow-white chest was crystal clear in the night, like two soft clouds pressing straight towards Liu Xiang's chest.

He fell back on the bed with half of his body propped up, and then she kissed him again, and said to him vaguely: "Hold me, if it's a man, hold me." ”

I don't think any man can resist such a sentence, so the bunk fell silent instantly.

I thought it must have been Liu Xiang who hugged her.

Then something happened, and I couldn't see anything, and I didn't want to see it.

I only felt that the original loss had become a more indescribable feeling, mixed with a faint disappointment, which made my mind empty for a moment.

Such a person who can arouse affection for such a person, a person who was still telling me the legend of the well in my hometown not long ago, I can't imagine that he can have a relationship with a woman who met in Pingshui on the train.

But then again, how many men can refuse to be sent to the door by such a seductive woman in such a situation, in such an ambiguous night.

I'm afraid not.

So slowly retracting into the covers, I clutched my ears, trying to get ready to block out the sounds before something worse began.

But strangely, those voices were not heard for a long time.

I don't know if it's because they're too soft, or if they haven't officially started yet.

But just when I was dizzy from the turbid air in the bed, so I had to poke my head outside again, suddenly Xia Ping sighed faintly from the lower bunk.

Then he muttered, "I'm a little scared......"

"What are you afraid of. Liu Xiang asked her.

The voice was as quiet and peaceful as ever, and there was no trace of fatigue after passion.

"The mouse, I saw it again just now, big and dark, crouching on my quilt and looking at me......"

"Heh, is it a dream? A sensitive thing like a mouse, if you move it a little, it will run away. ”

"No, it's really looking at me, like ...... Staring at me like a human!really!really...... really" couldn't help but speak, Xia Ping's voice became louder and louder, as if the indifference in Liu Xiang's tone made her nervous.

So Liu Xiang comforted her and gently shred her twice.

This voice seemed to have a kind of calming magic, which made Xia Ping gradually quiet down after slowly taking two breaths, and then smiled bitterly, and she said, "Li Xin, he hasn't come back yet." ”

"Really?"

"Yes, it's been almost two hours. Oh, he said to go to the bathroom, but he couldn't come back for an hour or two. ”

"Maybe it's talking to someone in a smoking place. ”

"Yes, I know, he's talking to somebody else, but not to someone at the smoking place. ”

"Who's that?"

"What do you think?"

Xia Ping's rhetorical question made Liu Xiang silent.

"You can't do it. After a while, Xia Ping asked again.

I don't know what she meant by asking this sentence abruptly, but Liu Xiang should have understood it very well, so he smiled lightly: "I don't know." ”

"Can't you get tough?"

"Aren't you afraid that your husband will come back suddenly? ”

"What if he comes back," she sneered, "maybe he'll watch him in bed as quietly as □□." ”

"Do you still love him? ”

"If you don't love him, why do you continue to reluctantly stay with him. ”

"Then why say that about him. ”

"Because I'm just stating a fact. ”

"Very bad relationship. ”

"Yes, it's bad. ”

"So you want to test the charm of your body from other men, don't you?"

"Heh, whatever you want. ”

"You're beautiful, and so is your face. ”

"But you can't get up. ”

"Maybe as you think, I can't. ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

The words fell, and the lower bunk fell silent again.

But it wasn't quiet for long.

After a while, I heard the sound of Suosuo's clothes rubbing, followed by Xia Ping's breathing, and Liu Xiang's breathing.

Yoo Sang's breathing finally became rapid.

Why do I say finally?

My mind was a mess, and I laughed at my thoughts when I realized what was finally going on between the two.

Then I put the quilt back over my head, closed my eyes and rubbed the corners of my eyes.

The right eye began to hurt again, and there was a rather severe burning.

It's hot, it's hot.

It seems that my body feels a little hot because of this.

The heat grew stronger with the high-pitched wheezing and vibrating of the lower bunk, and I couldn't help but clench my fists hard, trying to make a little noise to warn the two indulgents below to be quiet.

But it can't be done.

Not at all.

Because even at this time, I found myself unable to hate the man who was clean and elegant, and always smelled of fresh lemon.

still has a slight affection for him, just like when he had a crush on the boy who had no feelings for him.

That's stupid, isn't it?

I had to tuck the quilt around me tightly, and I felt like a groundhog buried deep in the burrow, breathing in the thin, turbid air, dizzy, but unable to get out and breathe.

If you continue like this, you're probably going to be suffocated.

When I thought about it, I realized that it seemed like the lower bunk hadn't made any movement in a long time.

Is it over?

Pondering, releasing the quilt slightly, I inhaled hard through the exposed gap.

The inhaled air smells good.

Not only is it fresh, but it also has a clear lemon aroma that is close at hand.

As I was about to take a second breath, my breath suddenly stopped, as a hand gently rested on my quilt and patted me on the head from the distance.

Who?

I wanted to ask, but I couldn't make a sound in my throat.

"Beitang. Then I heard the words of Liu Xiang in my ears.

Low and deep, my heart pounded and I was so deep that I subconsciously curled up.

As if sensing my panic, the hand above my head slowly descended and silently pressed on my undulating shoulder.

"Beitang. Then he called me softly again.

I still can't respond.

But the pain in my right eye was even worse because of this, and I was shaking for a while.

So the weight of that hand was gone.

The smell of lemon in the air is gone.

All that was left was the steady clatter of the train and the slight rhythmic shaking of the bed, which slowly calmed my heartbeat.

There were three knocks, and I don't know who knocked on the door outside.

But after knocking several times, there was no response, so I swallowed hard in my stiff throat, I tore off the quilt and sat up, trying to squeeze a little sound out of my throat: "Who ......"

"Is there a lady named Xia Ping?" Hearing someone answer, the man outside slowly pulled the door open a little and poked his head in.

Then he frowned and muttered softly: "I cǎo...... What does it smell like??"

What does it taste like?

I didn't know what he smelled, because I couldn't smell anything, so I just subconsciously looked at Xia Ping and Liu Xiang's beds, trying to see what the two were doing at this time, and why they didn't make a sound.

But it may be that the pain in my eyes affected my vision, and I was stimulated by the light that suddenly entered from outside, so I only saw a blur after looking at it for a long time. Seeing this, the man outside the door opened the carriage door wider, and while slowly walking in, he looked left and right and said: "There is a man who vomits and diarrhea in the toilet and can't get out, so let me help him bring a letter, may I ask which one is Xia Ping's female ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, he jumped to his feet and burst out of his mouth with a long scream:

"Ah——!!h

It was as if someone had stabbed him in the dark, and he screamed in a terrible and hasty manner.

Then he crawled and rushed out of the carriage.

As he ran, he yelled in a trembling voice: "Help, help!!!!"

But what exactly did he see that scared him like this......

I do not know.

I only knew that as my eyesight gradually recovered, I saw Xia Ping sitting on her bed and looking at me in a daze.

As he watched, he leaned down towards the bed.