Chapter 1: White-collar beauties

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(This story is purely fictional)

Sun Yimin first met Li Yilian on a train from Shanghai to Shenzhen.

At the end of August 2009, he went out alone for the first time in his life. This was his first time on a train, and it was also the first time in his life that he crossed the border of Zhejiang Province. The train departs from Shanghai and passes through Ningbo, and ends in Shenzhen North, where he will board at Ningbo Station.

Due to his lack of experience, he underestimated the time required on the road and was almost late when he arrived at the train station. The announcement of the ticket gate was repeated on the radio, but at this time, there was no one in line at the ticket gate.

Hurriedly checking the ticket, he bowed his 180 tall body, pulled his suitcase and ran wildly across the passage and platform, and stepped onto the train.

There were already a lot of passengers in the carriage. He dragged his suitcase in the direction of the train, searching for his seat. Along the way, his handsome face attracted the attention of some female travelers in the neighborhood.

He was seated in an aisle row of two-seaters, while the adjacent window seat was already seated.

He sat down behind the luggage rack and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he straightened his messy clothes and hairstyle, and looked out the window.

As the train started slowly, the people and scenery on the platform slowly receded to the rear in the field of vision.

This train took the coastal high-speed railway line that had just opened this year, and he took a new type of EMU high-speed train.

With a muffled, gradually shrill sound of an electric engine, the train began to accelerate continuously, and soon reached a state of high speed that he had never experienced before.

It didn't take long for the train to leave the village near the station and soon enter a wide area.

It was October, and the bright autumn light outside the window beckoned him to turn to the right, and his gaze stayed through the car window, staying in the distance. The train is moving through a vast rice field.

The autumn harvest has passed, and some straw piles are sparsely distributed in the empty and desolate fields. Further away from the rice fields, along the banks of the river, there are scattered simple houses, just like the houses in the same village. It reminded him of moving away from his parents.

He is the only child in the family, and his parents are old and not in good health. It was in order to take care of his parents that he chose to stay in his hometown and work in a small county after graduating from university.

But gradually he found that such a small place could not accommodate his life ideals.

He worked for more than five years at a computer company in that small county town in his hometown. While saving some savings over the years, he also insisted on using his spare time to read books and study by himself, and finally improved his professional and technical level to a higher level.

With this capital, he has now decided to leave his hometown and go to Shenzhen, an international metropolis in the south, to find some opportunities for self-development.

Liu Ronghua, a classmate from Wenzhou, Zhejiang, with his ancestral business talent, went directly to the sea after graduation, and worked hard in Shenzhen for many years and made small achievements. This time, Sun Yimin is planning to settle elsewhere first, and then slowly look for job opportunities.

Although his parents were a little reluctant to go on his journey, they still understood his ambitions. Before going out, my mother said seriously: "You are not young anymore, and while you are working hard outside, you must also find a partner with your heart." Marriage and childbirth continue the incense for the family. ”

Although this is a cliché, my mother is right. Pessimistically speaking, Sun Yimin has been standing in his old age, but he has been single since graduating from university. In addition to seeking a breakthrough in his career, he also hopes to find his other half in that distant metropolis.

Perhaps thanks to his handsome appearance, many girls have taken the initiative to show favor to him in recent years, but among them, he has never met one that can really make him happy.

When he withdrew his gaze from the window, he stayed on the unfamiliar side face on the right for half a second, only to realize that the companion next to him was an urban beauty with a pure appearance.

From the side, she has fair skin and delicate features. The light makeup on the face and the simple ponytail are matched with a simple beauty. The woman wears a solid color shirt and tight black denim, revealing a sense of maturity in elegance.

Her side face seemed to have a faint smile in her calmness, and I don't know if she didn't notice, or if she didn't care, it came from the gaze of the strange boy on the left.

He secretly thought: A girl with such a temperament should belong to the international metropolis in the distance.

The limitation of the viewing angle allows him to only see her side face, but he is never able to witness the positive image. Curiosity made him brew a plan in his heart: he planned to get up and walk away later, walk around the train for a while, and then come back to take the opportunity to "justifiably" see the beauty from the front.

While he was thinking, the inside of the carriage suddenly fell into darkness - the train entered the tunnel.

The sudden change made his eyes slightly uncomfortable. But it wasn't long before a faint light came in through the window, and then it brightened again.

The train was moving through a mountainous area, and there were countless tunnels along the way, and he was getting used to it as the light and darkness came and went out of the window.

The train soon entered the tunnel again. With nothing to do in the dark, he lowered his head and closed his eyes, silently counting the numbers in his mind - he planned to open them when he counted to 10.

But the light did not come as expected. The tunnel seemed to be very long, and he looked out the window to the right, sometimes as if he felt a glimmer of light outside the window, but after waiting a long time, it never came to light.

He closed his eyes again, subconsciously feeling the high-speed train. In the darkness, he imagined that the train would take him out of the shackles of time and into the boundless void.

Gradually, he no longer expected the appearance of light in his heart, and his sleepiness was like the shore of the sea gradually flooding his consciousness.

In my mind's eye, at the dark end of that hallucinatory vision, a platform appeared, and the figure of a girl stepped onto the train.

Then the girl walked to the seat beside her and sat down, as if to go with him to a distant city. And he was leaning on her arm tiredly, content and warm.

I don't know how long it has been, but a familiar voice came from my ear. The sound seemed to come from a dream, but it gradually woke him up from the dream. Soon he realized that this was a reminder from the arrival of the train in the carriage: "The train is about to arrive at the terminal station, Shenzhen North Railway Station ......".

The sky outside the window was already dark, and my sleepy eyes were sleepy, and I felt like I had slept very soundly when I recalled this sleep. And this sense of steadiness seems to come from a soft object he leans on.

In the midst of his doubts, with a faint fragrance like a lily, he felt some kind of silkiness brushing his face. This feeling is somewhat familiar, and it should be...... It should be hair.

When he speculated further, he suddenly came to an astonishing conclusion: it was not only hair, but also long hair for women! This...... Whose is it?

Suddenly, in an instant, he understood that the softness he was leaning on was actually the shoulder of the strange woman beside him.

He sat up in shock, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry", the handsome face was full of uneasiness and anxiety.

In the panic, there seemed to be a clear question that made him try to ask the other party: "How long have I slept?" He tried to prove that this unintentional blasphemy only occurred for a short period of time, so that he could mitigate his guilt.

But he soon understood that his question was superfluous. Just because of a little calculation, there is an answer, this sleep, at least 3 hours.

At this point, all explanations were pale and weak, so I had to continue to apologize. But he didn't dare to look at her squarely, as if one more look would deepen the blasphemy.

The sudden movement drew strange glances from nearby passengers, who seemed to indicate that they had thought they were a couple.

That's right, if it's not a couple, how can you snuggle? Thinking of this, there was a trace of inexplicable joy in my heart in anxiety.

But he still couldn't understand how she, who had never known her, could agree to let him rely on him all the way for so long.

Although he couldn't come up with a precise answer, he gradually realized that he seemed to be overly worried—just because the other party didn't push him awake all the time, indicating that she didn't dislike him—or maybe it was his handsome and graceful appearance that alleviated his sin.

Such an inference eased his anxiety, and the gentle tone of the other party confirmed this.

"It's okay......" She opened her lips lightly, smiled slightly, and said these three words lightly. But he still looked straight ahead. Her voice is as beautiful as her appearance.

"This ...... Don't know how to explain it. But I swear I didn't mean to! Although he understood that the other party had no intention of pursuing the case, he still had to try desperately to prove that he was not a prodigal son.

"I know you didn't mean to ......," the girl stopped as she spoke, as if she had retracted the second half of Ben's planned words.

"Thank you for your understanding and sincerely apologize again......"

"It's okay, if you can, please help me with my luggage. The red one......" she gestured to the luggage rack above. It seems that out of sympathy for his uneasiness, he deliberately wanted to give him a chance to atone for his sins.

"Okay, okay~" He replied in a trembling voice, full of gratitude. Quickly helped her remove her luggage and walked out of the train with the crowd.

On the way from the platform to the exit, the two walked silently side by side.

The girl has a slender figure and is about 162 tall. Due to the juxtaposition, he still couldn't get a closer look at the girl's face.

He is not good at words, and he expects the girl to take the initiative to say a few words, so that he can pick up the conversation, and then get to know her formally as a matter of course.

But the girl was silent all the way.

So he planned that if she didn't speak, he would pluck up the courage to speak up after leaving the station. At the very least, you can take a look at it from the front and ask for a contact information.

At the exit, he lowered his head and took out his wallet and pulled out the ticket from it, and was about to swipe the ticket to leave the station, but was attracted by a sign in front of him with his name written on it, which was the masterpiece of his former classmate Liu Ronghua.

Swiped the ticket out of the station, and suddenly remembered what he had just planned to do, but when he looked up, he found that the figure of the girl had ended.

He looked around again and again, but she disappeared into the thousands of forests and seas like a lily in the mountains, and it was difficult to find her again.

He had to give up with regret. Sigh: Some encounters in life seem to be only encounters in the end. Isn't a lot of beauty always forgotten in the journey?

A long-lost and familiar male voice came to his face: "Hey, what are you looking for...... Isn't that right here, dear? A familiar figure walked towards him with open hands.

(Please go to (1)(7)К to read the original version of the work.) Welcome to WeChat-Xin-Gong-Public-No. [Drunken Wind Moon])

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