Chapter Seventy-Three: A Thief?

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There was an abrupt sound of zippers in the air, but unfortunately, people who had fallen asleep did not pay attention to the slightest bit of wind and grass. The policeman woke up from his sleep, only clenched the things in his hands, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The black shadow was obviously still a little flustered, and his trembling hands fumbled through his bag for a long time before he chose his target. After succeeding, the figure seemed to hesitate, and finally saw Song Wenbei shake his head, hurriedly closed the zipper, sat back in his seat, hid his things, and then dozed off casually.

When Song Wenbei woke up, the train happened to stop at a small station on the way, and there were many vendors standing outside the window, pushing wheelbarrows, selling common hunger-filling food. Maybe it's because the price is much cheaper than on the train, and although it's just bread and instant noodles, which are not uncommon, business is very good.

Song Wenbei looked at this scene and suddenly remembered the scene of his first train ride. At that time, she still had a soft spot for Kang's instant noodles, holding a large bucket and nibbling on ham, eating happily. And grandpa sat next to her, rubbing the top of her hair, and shouting at the girl, laughing to melt the winter cold. It's just that grandpa has been away from her for a long time...... And she hasn't eaten instant noodles for a long time.

A certain emotion in the blood was surging, and Song Wenbei wanted to ask for a bucket of instant noodles and a ham on a whim, and be that wayward little girl again, as before.

But when she opened her handbag to take the money, the girl's innate sensitivity made her feel that something seemed wrong with her bag - there were traces of flipping. For some reason, when this thought appeared in her mind, she was so panicked that she was lost. Originally, there was nothing valuable in this bag, and she gave all the big bills in her wallet to Xiaobao's mother and son. But—

Song Wenbei's heart was pinched, trembling and flipping in his bag, and sure enough, the small box and the "old machine" were gone, and even the few change bills left in the wallet were gone!

"Miss, do you still want this instant noodles?"

The person who took out instant noodles from the car window also had a little impatient look when he saw Song Wenbei grinding and chirping, this little girl, dressed in a grand and elegant manner, don't be a master who can't even afford instant noodles in the end.

Song Wenbei was embarrassed and was about to say that he didn't want it, when he heard a voice in the air: "I bought this instant noodles." ”

It was Xiaobao who spoke. The vendor outside the window didn't care who the buyer was, just thinking that he had finally succeeded in selling another bucket, and his face was full of smiles.

Xiaobao took instant noodles and put them on the small table in front of Song Wenbei, and said softly, "Sister, you can eat it." ”

The churning in Song Wenbei's hand stopped, looking at the bucket of instant noodles in front of him, but he was not moved. How did he know he was running out of money? The doubts and chills in his heart slowly spread, and Song Wenbei's eyes also became cold.

"Xiaobao, why did you remember to invite your sister to eat instant noodles?"

Song Wenbei lowered her voice, although she was very reluctant in her heart, she still couldn't separate Xiaobao's strange behavior today from the matter of losing things.

Xiaobao was speechless for a while, and after a while, he said slowly: "My sister helped me like that yesterday, and I should invite my sister to eat bucket instant noodles. ”

Thanksgiving......

Song Wenbei chewed on these four words, but felt a little ironic.

"You have a heart, and you still carry change with you."

Song Wenbei saw the young woman's package containing money yesterday, the inner and outer three layers were sturdy, today, why did Xiaobao have such a pile of change on his body! And they are obviously not ready to buy today's breakfast like themselves! After all, there are several buckets of instant noodles in the plastic bags at their feet!

Everything seems to show that the change in Xiaobao's pocket is simply to relieve himself! He knew he wasn't preparing food, he knew he had to buy breakfast, and he knew he couldn't have any money!

Song Wenbei was taken aback by her own logic, but after repeated scrutiny, she couldn't find the slightest mistake in this idea. What's more, in addition to the change, she also lost the ring, the ring that made Xiaobao's mother can't take her eyes off it.

Xiaobao seemed to understand the subtext of Song Wenbei's words, and her face turned white, and the mother next to her was also panicked when she heard Song Wenbei's unkind tone.

"Sister, what's wrong, did Xiaobao do something wrong to make you angry?"

Song Wenbei wanted to make a cold face, but he only barely managed to squeeze out an ugly sneer.

"I lost something."

"What? You have to look for it, you can't forget it somewhere. ”

When Song Wenbei heard this "concern", her eyes had the urge to cry, she had already given them a chance, but they responded to themselves with a sentence of "forget"?

Yesterday, she was really too impulsive, so she would recklessly help a stranger who had never known her life, and now she has nothing.

"Sister, do you suspect that I stole your things?"

Xiaobao still had a delicate and clear appearance, easily understood Song Wenbei's sudden words, and looked at Song Wenbei calmly. Song Wenbei didn't reply, she was angry, but she also knew how hurtful this "thief" was to a child.

"Xiaobao, why do you think that?"

The young mother covered her son's mouth, obviously thinking of the stakes, for fear that her son's unintentional words would point to Song Wenbei. Xiaobao broke his mother's hand and looked at Song Wenbei with a firm expression: "Sister, I didn't steal anything from you." ”

Song Wenbei was stared at by these clear eyes and her cheeks were feverish, at this moment, she almost chose to believe Xiaobao, but her preconceived thinking made her only face the stubborn young man in front of her with a cold face. Seeing that Song Wenbei didn't speak, Xiaobao sighed and didn't say anything more, just picked up the instant noodles on the table and silently went to the boiling water room.

When I came back, the small carriage was already full of the aroma of instant noodles.

Song Wenbei smelled the smell, and his nose was a little sour.

Master Kong must have been praised too much, and even his craftsmanship has regressed! Just smelling the spice turned her stomach upside down.

"Sister, let's eat something."

Xiaobao coaxed Song Wenbei, and the two of them seemed to have a role swap for a while. Song Wenbei raised his eyes and glanced at the young man's face, and in the end, he just turned his head silently, looking at the flowers and trees that kept flowing outside the window, and felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

The phone, the ring......

Now, the last bond between them can be regarded as completely broken, and sure enough, when God wants to take back the fate between people, he will not even wait for a minute or a second.

Song Wenbei, don't be stupid......

It's all over......

What doesn't belong to you will eventually leave you......