At noon the next day, Qin Guan went to pick up Cong Nianwei, and the two of them squeezed onto the train with their luggage. Just in time for the peak of the Spring Festival, the train was simply overcrowded.

When the two of them squeezed into their seats, the iron pen cart was already crowded, Qin Guan didn't care so much, and put their respective luggage away before taking the ticket to the seat.

The location of the ticket is good, the two-person small seat by the window, and it is not in vain that Qin Guan also invited the classmate who booked the ticket to have a meal.

Qin Guan went over and said a few words to the person sitting in the seat, and they gave up the seat. This is the case when there are many seats on the ticket, whoever has an empty seat will sit for a while, and they must be considerate of each other when they go out.

At this time, there will be a tube to ask, why not buy a sleeper, and then I will spit in my face, the school only gives a hard seat, and the sleeper has to go to the station to buy it myself.

Whoever dares to say that you can queue up to buy a sleeper, I will definitely not beat you when you come out.

Qin Guan hung up Cong Nianwei and his coat, and very intimately asked Cong Nianwei to hold the bags of the two of them, took out the thermos from under the small table, shook it, and it was empty.

Fu looked at the crowded crowd in the corridor of the carriage again, and said to Cong Nianwei, "Are you thirsty?" ”

Cong Nianwei shook her head, where has she seen such a formation since she was a child, adults crying, children making trouble, the carriage, the corridor, and the toilet are all full of people.

Until the train slowly drove out of the station, Cong Nianwei hadn't woken up yet. Qin Guan said a word of advice to him, and swam in the direction of the water heater next to the vehicle with the kettle.

By the time Qin Guan finished fetching the water and swam back from the crowd, his sweater had already been crumpled and sweaty.

He didn't care so much, he just took off his jumper.

If he usually does this on the street, it will definitely attract onlookers, but on the train, who cares about you, taking off his shoes and socks, picking his feet and snoring, there are many more people than his cows.

Qin Guan folded the sweater and stuffed it into the corner of Cong Nianwei's seat, so that she could be a cushion when she was tired.

By the time the train passed through the first small station, the people in the carriage had already taken their places and calmed down.

Qin Guan took out a thermos cup from the plastic bag containing food, threw some high foam, poured the hot water from the thermopot into it, and when he handed the cup to Cong Nianwei, it had already turned into a cup of hot and fragrant jasmine tea.

The two were flirting with each other, and the atmosphere was just right, and the passengers opposite were shouting at the broken gong and ruining the atmosphere.

"Hey, what, boy, I'll use some hot water." The uncle on the opposite side howled wildly, with a typical loud voice of the Qilu people.

Qin Guan nodded back: "It's okay, you can use it." The uncle was happy, took the thermos and poured half a cup into the big porcelain jar, took a sip of hot water and asked, "Student?" Talking about friends? ”

Cong Nianwei looked at the uncle's cramped little eyes, and suddenly her face turned red, and Qin looked at Cong Nianwei and wanted to laugh like this.

A girl who is usually very tough can also turn red because of a stranger's words. Qin looked at Cong Nianwei like this, his eyes flashed with little stars, and he really wanted to kiss him.

Cong Nianwei turned her head and saw Qin Guan's dementia, and she understood that this person must not have anything good in mind. She stretched out two fingers and twisted them around Qin Guan's waist.

Cong Nianwei may have practiced the Dafa of twisting her waist since she was a child, and she pestled her fingers into the side of Qin Guan's waist, where it was easiest to generate a pile of useless fat.

Cong Nianwei crushed the flesh skin with her fingers, and twisted it like this~ The imaginary Qin Guan's scream did not sound - Cong Nianwei She didn't twist it.

Qin Guan's recent workout is too effective, the mermaid line, the lower abdominal muscles, smooth and tight, Cong Nianwei's twisting method didn't work, she couldn't twist it.

Qin Guan didn't know that he had been pinched just now, and he was still having a stupid time. The uncle on the other side took out a few decks of poker and asked, "Do you play cards?" “

The servant looked at the only young man in the circle.

Opposite Qin Guan sat a young man who also looked like a student.

He was holding a thick professional book reading in the car, and when the uncle asked him, he looked at the three of them with contempt.

Qin Guan glanced at the book in the young man's hand, and only saw a few words about mechanical manufacturing, hey, this is the same as his major in his previous life, and he is still a peer.

Seeing that his proposal did not get a response from the people next to him, the uncle turned around and asked a few in the hallway. The big guy is bored, more than ten hours of driving, a little entertainment and mind, everyone will naturally participate.

The table was too small, so only one person was brought in to play upgrades, and there were quite a lot of people to see it, so the edge of the table was surrounded.

The little brother who was reading the book looked at Qin Guan with very contemptuous eyes, and then looked down at the book.

As soon as the cards are played, Qin Guan will know that he has met a master, let you Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei's combined IQ top ten opponents, but in the card field, it is really not one.

The other party hit K, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei only hit 6 in a gloomy way, and the little brother sitting opposite couldn't help it, and put the book down: "Hey, how can you hit this at this time?" It should be like this..."

Cong Nianwei looked at what he said, and said to the uncle's gang: "I don't know how to play in the first place, why don't I change people and start over?" ”

Uncle, they nodded: "Okay" So the little brother rolled his arms, rolled up his sleeves and made a group with Qin Guan.

The four of them played 2 again, and after one round, the uncle still hit K, and Qin Guan's group was even worse, it was not as good as the original, and it only hit 4.

The little brother smiled awkwardly, threw the cards on the table, and explained: "Actually, my level is okay." ”

Of course, you can look at two cards by yourself, and of course you can point out the country from the side! The uncle looked at the two rounds of cards, and it was not too early, so he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and shook them at Qin Guan: "Do you smoke?" ”

Qin Guan shook his head, the little brother on the side followed him upside down, how did he feel that after playing a card, the painting style of the little brother's whole person changed.

When the two of them finished smoking, they also filled the pot with water again.

The four of them are ready to do one of the most important tasks on the train, eating instant noodles.

At this time, the four of them chatted very well, the uncle and Qin Guan Cong Nianwei came out of the same place, and the little brother was a WF person, and he arrived at the station in the middle of the night.

Qin Guan casually asked about the little brother's major, only to know that it was really fate, the little brother was still an alumnus of Qin Guan back then, but he was two years older than Qin Guan.

Qin Guan immediately had a sense of intimacy, and the two of them were good enough to wear a pair of pants in less than two minutes.

After getting acquainted with each other, Qin Guan knew that this little brother was a copy of Qin Guan before he was reborn, and he didn't know how to get along with people, so he stayed at home. Therefore, the advantages brought by good skin bags are reflected.

As for the uncle, he was even more pitiful, he came to the capital to do something, but he caught up with the tide of returning home, so he could only squeeze home.

When the four of them were eating instant noodles, the uncle also gave a boiled egg, and Qin Guan took out the coarse ham he bought, and each of them cut a piece. The standard equipment on the train, ham, eggs, and instant noodles are all alive.

After eating instant noodles, the four of them cleaned up and began to close their eyes and recuperate.

It was already late at night, and the carriage was gradually quieting, and only the sound of the train moving forward could be heard, accompanied by the occasional snoring, which seemed so calm.

Cong Nianwei was so sleepy that she had already fallen asleep, her eyebrows twisted into a small pimple, as if she was sleeping very uncomfortable.

Qin Guan gently put Cong Nianwei's hanging head on his shoulder, so that she could sleep as comfortably as possible.

Probably feeling that she had a warm support, Cong Nianwei rubbed a very comfortable position on Qin Guan's shoulder, and fell asleep again.

Qin Guan was in pain and happy in such a posture, Cong Nianwei's soft little face was leaning on his shoulder, his lips were only a little bit away from her, and Qin Guan, who had a thief's heart but not a thief's courage, was entangled.

Before Qin Guan could wake up from the entanglement, the train rattled and slowed down again and stopped at a small station in the middle of the night.

When Qin Guan came back to his senses, the train had already arrived at the small station, and the conductor laid the baffle and opened the door.