Chapter 60: A Train Through Time

The wind and the shadows of the trees quickly retreated outside the window, and the ten o'clock sun poured from the sky into the whistling tin box, as if it had traveled through time.

The slender fingers that were white to transparent in the light gently lifted the glass with the lid open from the table, Bai An pursed his lips, and his palm subconsciously moved against the wall of the cup, and the brown liquid with the bitter fragrance of herbs swayed slightly out of a circle of amber light.

Take a sip quietly, and the bitter taste instantly spreads from the tip of your tongue.

Bai An, who had long been accustomed to this bitter taste, swallowed the Chinese medicine in his mouth, picked up the quilt again, and drank the whole cup of medicine lightly.

Most of the cup was poured down in one go, and I didn't even frown the tip of my eyebrows.

Putting the cup back on the table, Bai An casually reached into his pocket and took out two pieces of candy between his fingertips.

The corners of his lips hooked, his palms spread out, and he stretched out his hand in front of the girl who was staring at him in a daze: "Eat?"

"Huh?" The girl on the other side snorted, her eyes dodging in a panic, and her face turned red.

Bai An's smile remained unchanged, and he gently raised his hand to signal, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

The eyes are incomparably pure.

The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl was stunned for a moment, still blushing, but as if she had been appeased, she nodded slowly, carefully took one from his palm, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Bai An bent his eyes and grinned half of his little white teeth: "You're welcome." ”

The girl brushed the long hair from her ears, and her face turned red again, and the continuous crimson color spread all the way to the tips of her slightly exposed ears.

Bai An shook his head in his heart, he had encountered a lot of this kind of thing, from hospital nurses to passers-by and guests, when he saw him for the first time, most of them were in this state.

Even the girl from the Lin family, who has a little boyfriend and has been with the original owner since childhood, sometimes looks at him in a daze.

With a melancholy sigh, Bai An suddenly felt that Mo Yi's previous behavior was not so difficult to understand......

Peeling off the remaining plum candy, he sent it into his mouth filled with bitter taste with his fingertips, Bai An lay back lazily, let out a soft breath, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Forget it, I won't fight Brother Mo next time.

Meng Qing on the opposite side retracted his fist, carefully put the sugar into the bag, and his eyes still couldn't help but secretly move to the opposite side.

They all bought train box tickets, one box with two seats, soft seats below, and beds above.

Meng Qing came first, and when she placed her luggage in the box, she saw a young man wearing a mask on his face and a peaked cap on his head, carrying a bag lightly, and Shi Shiran walked in.

This is a teenager who will not be ignored anywhere, even if he wears a hat and a mask, even if his body is a little thin and thin, his walking posture is calm, such as Lan Ruzhu, which makes people naturally leave a "good-looking" feeling in their minds when they see it for the first time.

So, of course, Meng Qing, who had just sat down, subconsciously took a few more looks.

The young man took off the bag, put it on the soft seat, sat down gently, noticed Meng Qing's gaze, and nodded along with her gaze.

Children with good tutoring.

Meng Qing thought so, and smiled politely at the other party, just in time to see the young man take off his mask and hat.

In an instant, it's like the spring rain of the whole world falling on the lawns of the whole world.

It was quiet.

Until the train vibrates slightly, and then sped off into the distance.

She came to her senses.

What a good-looking, good-looking teenager...... In her life, she had never seen anyone better looking than him, Meng Qing murmured in her heart, and her eyes were almost reluctant to take her eyes off.

She had never recognized it so intuitively that she was hopelessly controllable.

……

Meng Qing kept staring like this until Bai An asked her if she wanted to eat candy......

At that moment, she wanted to find a pit and bury herself alive.

Bai An was undoubtedly accustomed to facing similar situations, and the embarrassment was resolved with an understatement.

It's just that the young man at this time exudes a flawless temperament like high-grade jade, warm, but also hard, vaguely with the unique and dust-staining nobility and alienation of jade.

so that no one dares to touch it.

So, the atmosphere after that went on was silent.

There is no way, he has been ravaged too many times by pinching his face, and Bai An has also learned to pretend to be noble and glamorous with a tight face......

The world is too dangerous, and reincarnation needs to be cautious.

Time passed in a hurry, Bai An closed his eyes, precipitated in the system space, did not waste a bit of time, and absorbed all kinds of knowledge like a sponge that dried up.

When he opened his eyes again, the light was already dimmed, and after glancing at the strange girl lying asleep on the table opposite, Bai An bent the corners of his mouth, turned his head slightly, and looked out the window.

There, the night was dark, and the lights flowed in a line.

Shining in his pale pupils, like the sound of bagpipes drifting through the wilderness, there was silence.

The capital is coming soon.

Leaving Jiangnan is like leaving the initial site that links to another world, the new home, for his newborn baby, there is a kind of nestling-like attachment.

Just to complete the task of traveling a hundred places, he just happened to temporarily cut off such a newborn nostalgia, and the train to the capital went all the way to the north, widening the distance and prolonging the longing, more like traveling through time, urging him to abandon the childish weakness generated by returning to his youth, and mature in an instant.

The first stop is the capital, because Old Man Hong is in this place, in the imperial city, checking information for Xiao Yueyue, and he wants to imprint his footprints in the process, so as not to take his incompetence too seriously.

took out a box of plasters in the bag, picked a spoonful in the cup, put on the cap again, took a cup of hot water, and went directly to the restaurant car.

When she went back, Meng Qing had already woken up, Bai An nodded to her, and said with a smile: "Rest early." ”

The girl paused for a moment, subconsciously said "um", then looked at the young man opposite dumbfounded, and Shi Shiran climbed into the soft sleeper.

Kazuki lay on the cramped white bed, he closed his eyes gently, and there were still two hours left, he was still not fully recovered, and he needed to catch up on sleep.

But he didn't know that the female college student, who was four or five years older than him on the surface, was so sleepy that she couldn't do it before, and she was entangled for a long time, and she still felt embarrassed, embarrassed to be in front of the good-looking Young Master Bai...... Do something inelegant like climbing out of bed and lying down to sleep......

So I slept on the table until now.

Back pain.

As a result, as soon as I woke up, I saw the handsome little Zhengtai climbing out of bed, and he crawled without any sense of disobedience...... Tears flowed down my heart in an instant.

Two hours later.

Bai An carried a backpack and a laptop, and got off the train lightly.

At this time, it was midnight in Beijing, and the lights were dim.

On the earth, there is a person named Zhang Zongzi who said in a book called "Book Time".

"Everything that is stopping you in the dark is for today and tomorrow, and even for the long years to come, so that what really belongs to you will eventually belong to you. Sometimes, what you think is the destination is actually just the transition, and what you think is the transition is actually the destination. ”

But whether it is an excess or a destination, it is ultimately a path that cannot be traced.

Every day, everyone, is growing secretly.