Chapter Seventy-Four: Meeting Like a Song

The train started, the speed was getting faster and faster, Fang Fang sat in the window seat, watching the trees and houses outside the window, and speeding backwards, she couldn't be quiet for a moment. For Fang Fang, every time she gets on the train, it is not only a journey, but also a memory.

"One has to look forward, not dwell on the past. Memories are poisonous, reminiscing about the good past will make you unable to extricate yourself, and remembering hatred will make hatred more and more prosperous and eventually explode irrepressibly! Lin Fengyu said to her more than once. However, as long as Fang Fang is quiet, those past events will always come to her face like the scenery outside the train window. That well-defined face, with a smiling expression always appearing in front of me, as if... He never left.

He is Xiao Changhe, and they met on a train journey.

It was after the winter vacation four years ago, and Fang Fang embarked on the journey back to school. Although the speed of the train is not slow, for Fang Fang, who is lively and active, such a trip is still very boring - she also has a boring travel companion, her distant cousin Feng Junru.

Fang Fang was smart and smart since she was a child, with excellent academic performance, graduated from primary school and entered the county key middle school, and was also admitted to Southwest Jiaotong University with excellent results after the college entrance examination, which is rare in the village where she lives.

But she never received too many flowers and compliments, for only one reason, there was someone in the same environment as her, who did better than her, and much better. Compared to him, she was simply mentally retarded. She was admitted to Southwest Jiaotong University at the age of eighteen, and he, who graduated from the University of Science and Technology of China at the age of eighteen, is not a bachelor's degree, but a doctorate!

Yes, he is her distant cousin, Feng Junru, a genius who is famous in Fang Fang's hometown and the leader of the junior class of the University of Science and Technology of China.

After graduating, Dr. Feng Junru entered the postdoctoral mobile station of a scientific research institute with a military background, and went to Chengdu on a business trip after the Spring Festival. The family was not at ease, so they entrusted Fang Fang to take care of him on the road, but Fang Fang couldn't refuse, so he had to walk with this cousin who was two months younger than herself.

Fang Fang knew very little about this cousin, and only after accompanying him did he know how boring and simple-minded this person was.

He rarely takes the initiative to speak. Fang Fang spoke, once it was a little illogical, he immediately pointed out respectfully, "Sister, I have a little different opinion on this, I don't know if I should talk about it or not?" It was he who Fang Fang heard the most during the trip. He kept pointing out the small faults in Fang Fang's words respectfully, making Fang Fang feel like an incompetent teacher teaching a genius student, and the student kept pointing out her mistakes with respect, and she felt like she was going crazy.

He lacks a minimum understanding of common sense in life, cannot distinguish between east and west, north and south, has no suspicion of strangers, and believes in lies.

"Don't keep calling me sister, I'm not much older than you!" Fang Fang teased him, "You pretend to be my boyfriend, how about it?" ”

"Absolutely not... Sister," Feng Junru shuddered, "Your words are out of manners!" If you say something like this again, I'm going home to tell my cousin and my cousin! ”

Fang Fang finally lost his patience with him completely.

Could this be the legendary nerd?

I don't know how long later, Fang Fang came back from going to the toilet and saw that Feng Junru had also left his seat. Fang Fang sat down, looking at the speeding scenery outside the window, thinking about his thoughts boredly, and couldn't help but sigh faintly.

At this time, the people around him also sighed faintly.

Fang Fang turned around strangely and saw a stranger sitting in Feng Junru's seat. He looked like he was twenty years old, seven or eight years old, with a plate on his head, a well-defined line on his face, and a heroic spirit, and he was a very good-looking man.

"The deceased is like this, reluctant to give up day and night, youth is easy...", the stranger muttered to himself.

"Humph!" Fang Fang snorted, "Then the previous sentence should be changed to say in the car!" ”

"This time is like then, and this heart is the same as that heart, that's all." The young man didn't care, and turned his head to look at Fang Fang, his gaze was deep and melancholy, "I see that Miss is from the hometown of the saint, and she is a knowledgeable and insightful person, I want to tell a story for you to listen to, is it okay?" ”

"Hey, story," Fang Fang said decisively, "Are you trying to soak me?" ”

The young man was obviously surprised by Fang Fang's arrogance, paused, and said, "Miss is gentle and virtuous, and it is human nature to make people want to be close, but this is not what I think. ”

"Oh?" Fang Fang's self-esteem was somewhat frustrated, "Then why do you want to tell me a story?" ”

"It's out of confusion. Since childhood, I have always been puzzled by one thing," the young man was silent for a while, word by word, his gaze deep and melancholy, "I can foresee the future!" ”

"Poof!" Fang Fang finally laughed out loud, "It turns out that Brother Tai is Master Wang Lin's apprentice, it's disrespectful!" You can set up a fortune teller! A young fortune teller like you is also strange in the industry! ”

"The ancients said that things have the same kind and special abilities, adhering to a scientific attitude, you can doubt it, but you should not easily deny it." The young man didn't smile, approached Fang Fang, and whispered, "If you see that girl in yellow clothes, she will sneeze immediately!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the girl sneezed loudly.

Fang Fang was taken aback.

"Look at him again," said the young man, pointing to a boy in red, "and he will sneeze too!" ”

After a while, the boy sneezed too!

Fang Fang suddenly sneered: "It's rare that this is the legendary immortal jump?" Fool me in a group? Robbery or robbery? There is no robbery, there is no robbery... If you can fool my head, I might as well fulfill you!"

"You misunderstood me! Since ancient times, the sages have been lonely, and no one understands my loneliness. The young man sighed, "Then you mean someone, I can tell you what will happen!" ”

"You said it yourself, don't be angry!" Fang Fang stared at the aisle of the car and said, "What will that yellow-haired girl do?" ”

"She'll tie her hair up!" The young man said softly.

In a moment, the girl really began to tie her hair, and Fang Fang was dumbfounded.

"The aunt who is standing!" She pointed ahead.

"She's sleepy, she wants to yawn!"

Sure enough, the aunt yawned.

"The red-haired boy!"

"Thisβ€”" The young man stopped.

"After all, it's a deception, you can't be blinded, right?"

"No, it's just that I don't want to say it, he has a crush on you and wants to talk to you!"

As soon as the words fell, the red-haired boy walked over and said to Fang Fang, "Beauty, please forgive me for my frankness, can you give me your phone number?" ”

"Little brother, how old are you, do you know that you came out to talk to a woman to your mother?" Fang Fang said fiercely to the boy who looked to be less than fifteen years old.

"You leave me your mobile phone number first, and I will come to you when I grow up in a few years?" The red-haired boy retreated.

Fang Fang looked back, already a little shocked by the young man's "prediction of the future".

At this time, Feng Junru walked over from the junction of the carriages. Fang Fang's heart moved, and he asked, "What will this person do?" ”

"He's going to wrestle, it's not good, he's holding the water, I have to help him!" The young man spoke eagerly and stood up. As soon as he stood up, Feng Junru's feet slipped and he sat on the ground.

Fang Fang's eyes widened, and his mouth was open enough to fit an apple.

Others or his accomplices, how can Feng Junru's future be predictable? Is there really a mysterious power that predicts the future?