Ling Luo carried a computer bag and pulled a suitcase to pedal on the train heading north. The train terminates at the city of Binhai, which is adjacent to Tang.

Lin Zitao and Fu Kexin are both in Tangcheng, and he can't go there, at least not now. He can only wait and see, develop, and wait for an opportunity to move in a place not far away.

More than 1,000 kilometers away from the destination, the ordinary train travels for nearly 14 hours, at this time at 4 o'clock in the morning, most of the passengers are drowsy, and only a few young people are energetically playing with their mobile phones.

Ling Luo put away the luggage computer and sat on the seat looking at the night. The car drove slowly, and those familiar landmarks and buildings, those people who knew each other were left behind, and they drifted away. After leaving the place where he grew up, I don't know how long it will take to come back.

After a short period of noise at the station, the people on the bus also quieted down, taking advantage of the night to take a break and enjoy the peace of the journey.

Ling Luo retracted his gaze, retracted that touch of sentimentality and emotion, and leaned against the window to close his eyes and recuperate.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and he opened his eyes. I saw two men walking slowly down the aisle, their eyes looking around.

All they looked at was the luggage rack and the passengers below, and the look in their eyes wanted to tell everyone that they were thieves. Blatantly and unscrupulously, passengers who occasionally wake up to the sound take a look, but are frightened back by the grim gaze.

How could the thieves be so rampant now?Ling Luo sighed in his heart and shook his head.

Among the piles of luggage, Ling Luo's computer bag is very eye-catching, most of the people in this car are migrant workers, and the so-called luggage is clear at a glance There will be nothing of value except for the bedding.

The two thieves had a professional eye, and they saw the computer bag at a glance. It's just that when he looked down, Ling Luo stared at them with straight eyes, as if telling them, "You can try it?"

After some staring at each other, the two thieves were defeated and continued to move forward.

It's not about yourself, that's what most passers-by think. If it was before, in those eventful years, Ling Luo, who was a good student every year when he was a child, would definitely stand up at this moment.

But now, he wanted to look like a passerby. It's not that there is a lack of courage or an erasure of justice, it's just that the baptism of cold and warm life in these years, the burning heart of youth has long been extinguished, replaced by a dead silence.

This matter has nothing to do with him, so he is not ready to make a move, he just hopes that the unlucky ones will not be too unlucky, and learn some more lessons.

Life is full of classrooms, and scenes of blood and tears are being staged all the time.

However, people have a bottom line after all, and once they are touched, those so-called insistences feel ridiculous.

The two thieves continued to walk and stopped in front of Ling Luo, where a peasant woman was holding a two- or three-year-old baby in her arms. Maybe the mother and daughter are tired after making a fuss for too long, and they are sleeping very deeply at the moment.

The mother was holding the baby, but she was holding a cloth bag tightly in her hand, very old and inconspicuous, but from the professional eyes of the two, the contents of the bag should be unusual.

So, one person sat down, and the other leaned in to block the view of others.

Ling Luo remembered that this mother and son were in the car with him, and he took the initiative to help carry a big bag at that time, but the woman with the cloth bag in her hand never let it move. It is conceivable that these two thieves should have unexpected gains at this moment.

The strap of the cloth bag is held tightly in the woman's hand, but the mouth of the bag is placed on the top of the baby's head, not to mention the professional thief, even an ordinary person can easily put his hand into it at this moment.

And at this moment, the thief silently stretched out his hand.

Ling Luo saw every move there in his eyes, and sighed in his heart, after all, he still couldn't be ruthless, and he couldn't be a passerby who watched coldly.

He closed his eyes and shouted "Ahhhhhhhh

The sound was so loud that the people who woke up looked at him unconsciously, only to see Ling Luo suddenly open his eyes and shudder, look at everyone blankly, and then scratch his head as if he felt a little guilty.

"I'm sorry!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a dream.

The woman was also awakened, but when she found a stranger sitting beside her, she became vigilant and put the cloth bag in her arms.

The duck flew to the beak, which was the mental activity of the two thieves, and they looked at the nightmare with resentful eyes, only to find that he had just looked at them vigorously.

Being a thief is still weak-hearted, and despite dissatisfaction and resentment, he doesn't dare to do anything on such an occasion. I can only secretly remember the face of this person.

At six o'clock, the morning glow shines on the world, shining on the speeding train. People started to make noise again.

Those who went to the toilet, ate, and made phone calls, all kinds of sounds came, and the whole carriage suddenly boiled.

The instant noodles are mixed with the smell of ham sausage, and suddenly a fresh smell of cucumber comes out to cover all the smells, which is a special taste.

Ling Luo had been on the train for four years, so of course he knew what was best to eat on the train. In addition to ham sausage instant noodles, the best ones are cucumbers and apples. When he took out the cucumber, I don't know how many people swallowed.

At eleven o'clock, the train stopped for a few stops, and the passengers did not know how many waves to change. There is a departure and a return.

The number of people on the bus gradually increased, the seats were already full, and some people even bought standing tickets.

Ling Luo noticed a person who had just gotten into the car, looking like he was in his thirties, wearing a suit, trousers, leather shoes, oily hair and powdered noodles, and holding a briefcase.

The clothes and shoes are not big brands or stalls, they are medium and low-grade.

As soon as he got in the car, he looked disgusted and disdainful, pinched his nose and covered his mouth as if he was resisting the smell here, and then picked up the phone and denounced the person on the other end. After hanging up the phone, he crossed his arms and his eyes glazed.

Ling Luo has seen body language. Through the above behavior analysis, this should rarely take the train, otherwise it will not be so sensitive to the smell, look at the dress of a staff is more similar to a salesman, and it seems to be a small leader, the action of holding arms is the embodiment of vigilance and self-defense.

At half past eleven, the food truck began to sell food. Ling Luosi paid for a moment, got up and walked over to the man in the suit.

"Hello! I see you're tired, I have a place here for you to sit down first, I'll go to the toilet and smoke a cigarette!"

The man in the suit looked at Ling Luo in shock, obviously thinking that this person was very abnormal, there are still such kind people in this society?

Ling Luo smiled and walked sideways, and when he came out of the toilet, he saw the man in the suit sitting in his seat.

I smoked a cigarette in the smoking area and rubbed it for ten minutes before returning to my seat. The man in the suit hurriedly got up and gave up his seat, Ling Luo said with a smile: "Friend, I'm tired of sitting and standing for a while, where are you going?"

Perhaps infected by Ling Luo's charming smile, the man in the suit finally let down his guard and said, "I'll go to Binhai!"

"Sell this seat to you, and make sure you can sit on the beach!"