The train ran up, and Zhang Xuejing's figure waving and running on the platform had been thrown far behind the train.

Su Jun's heart suddenly felt a little empty, but when he thought of his parents and sister who he hadn't seen for three years, Su Jun's mood was filled with another emotion little by little.

He returned to his seat and sat down, placing the large military backpack he was carrying at his feet.

This train is not the one he booked the day before yesterday, when he rushed to the train station to book a ticket after he was discharged from the hospital, the hard seat ticket was no longer available, and he could only buy a station ticket, and then Zhang Xuejing heard that he had to stand all the way to home, and resolutely disagreed with him to take the train.

Later, no matter how much the Soviet Army was afraid of trouble, in short, she didn't feel troublesome, so she found Director Huang, an old friend of her father Zhang Zongguo in the Railway Bureau, and got such a hard seat ticket.

At that time, Zhang Xuejing still said with some guilt that if it wasn't for the Spring Festival train ticket, it would be really difficult to get a ticket, and she would definitely get a soft sleeper ticket for the Soviet Army.

When the Soviet army got the ticket, he wanted to say in his heart that he was not moved, it was fake. Say thank you, Zhang Xuejing doesn't like to listen to it, and feels like seeing the outside, so for the first time, he put down the face and frame of a big man, took the initiative to hug her, and expressed his gratitude with actions.

Just as the Soviet army was about to take out the tea jar and go to the pantry to get some hot water, a young man wearing a black mid-length tweed coat and a houndstooth suit sat down under the seat next to him.

The Soviets' gaze first fell on his shiny black lace-up leather shoes, and as his gaze slid upwards, one by one he floated over his well-ironed houndstooth trousers, double-row four-metal buckle houndstooth suit, snow-white shirt collar and black tie exposed from his neck, and finally froze on his handsome young face.

The man looks very young, very gentlemanly, with three-dimensional and deep facial features, heroic, calm temperament with restraint, well, it seems to be a little arrogant.

was so intently watched by the Soviet army, he was not embarrassed at all, his deep eyes met the sight of the Soviet army, a look of unwilling to fall behind, and a serious attitude of who blinks first and loses.

"Comrade, I'm sorry, please let me go, I'm going out to fetch water!" In the end, the Soviet army was still unable to defeat him, and was the first to lose, staggering his gaze, and raising the teapot in his hand by the way.

"I'm sorry, I just got in the way of you!" the man's voice was warm and deep, and if you listened carefully, it was still magnetic.

Su Jun said it didn't matter, and walked past him by mistake, feeling that this young man must be unusual in his knowledge and conversation, knowing that he was wearing a military uniform and a soldier, and he dared to confront himself with such a gaze, which was quite courageous.

When the Soviets came back from the hot water, the young man sat on the seat, his posture straight, holding a book in his hand, the title of which was blocked by the big slender hand of the bones, and the Soviets did not know what it was.

When he sat down, the corner of his eye glanced over the title page of the book, only to realize that it was a foreign book, and he knew the letters, but when they were put together, it knew itself, but he didn't know it.

This man really lives outside a foreign country, no wonder he is dressed so fashionably and looks so gentlemanly.

After taking a few sips of hot water, the Soviet army covered the tea jar and put it on the edge of the windowsill, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.