Ye Chujie's eyes circled around the man's shirt, he wore a pair of hot black pants, there were no wrinkles at all, and the dress of an old cadre for decades was Lu Jingbei's standard.

She rubbed Lu Jingbei's pants a few times before she felt comfortable.

Lu Jingbei's mind boomed, and he felt that his whole body was ignited, and many sleeping things were awakened......

Out of the corner of her eye, Ye Chujie caught a glimpse of an enamel jar on the small table with a tightly covered seam, and the handle in the middle of the lid was facing the protruding part of the top of the train.

This man's obsessive-compulsive disorder is terminally ill, and Lu Jingbei also has a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The young Fan Jian on the bunk next to him was wearing a good white shirt and gray pants with a strong sense of age, like a toad that had been struck by lightning and looked at her with an enamel jar, which proved that the man in front of him was Lu Jingbei.

Because Lu Jingbei and Fan Jian are inseparable.

Lu Jingbei struggled in inexplicable emotions, and had to spare his energy to resist the headache, and it took a long time to spit out a word with difficulty, "Get out!"

Ye Chujie listened but didn't hear it, groped around Lu Jingbei, found a work permit from the right trouser pocket, opened the work card and found that the name column was indeed Lu Jingbei, and there was a train ticket in the work card, driving from the magic capital to the capital, the time was 87-8-5, and the driving time was 10 o'clock in the evening.

She suddenly realized that she was 18 years old again, and Lu Jingbei when she was young fell into her hands, haha-

"Get out of here!" Lu Jingbei felt unprecedented danger and hated himself for being like a fish on a chopping board.

"Dead fish, don't make noise!" Ye Chujie grabbed Lu Jingbei's left hand and saw that the time on her watch had pointed to two o'clock in the afternoon, and it would take at least three days to get from the magic capital to the capital at the current train speed, is it August 6th or August 7th?

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and the scene when she was caught by Dahan on the back of her neck just now happened in the summer when she was 18 years old...... Last time, she ran to a crowded carriage in a panic and was quickly caught, but this time she came to the sleeper compartment and met Lu Jingbei.

Ye Chujie's eyes were suddenly filled with frost, she looked at the receding trees outside the window, today is August 7th, she used to escape on August 9th, and when she returned home, it was August 12th, her grandfather died the night before, and she didn't have time to see him for the last time.

She was brought up by her grandfather, who was her most important relative, and this time she had to go home before her grandfather died anyway and try everything to save him.

Lu Jingbei obviously felt the coldness emanating from Ye Chujie, and countless question marks appeared in his numb brain in pain, and he was roaring in his heart, Fan Jian !!

Ye Chujie saw that the train had entered the station, and the tower got off at the next station half an hour later, and the 45-year-old himself was a piece of cake to deal with Lu Jingbei when he was young, if the tower and his gang got off the train, it would be too troublesome to find.

Clean them up first, and then clean up Lu Jingbei.

She stuffed her work card into the collar of Lu Jingbei's shirt, took out a wallet from Lu Jingbei's left trouser pocket, and found that it was still the same brand, this dog man's personality has not changed for decades, and it is very boring.

I'm penniless, so I'll get some flowers first.

Lu Jingbei's eyes were red with anger, this woman did it on purpose!

Ye Chujie opened her wallet and magnificently took out two pieces of unity from it and stuffed them into her trouser pocket, "This money is calculated as interest, you and Fan Jian wash their necks and wait for me!"

She casually stuffed her wallet back into the shirt pocket of Lu Jingbei, who was dark-faced, and made a mess of his clothes and pants under his gaze, wrapped the quilt into a twist and walked away.