(September 28) countdown to the 93rd day

Q City. Railway station.

Cities Q and C are 300 kilometers apart and can be reached in one and a half hours by high-speed rail.

At 7:30, Yao Xiaoyi appeared in a long queue waiting for security checks. Standing in front of her was a young man with glasses, a head taller than her, who was just 1.70 meters. The young man wears a black T-shirt, a backpack and blue jeans with a pair of white-rimmed shoes of the same color.

There were five people in front of her, and she was the sixth. She stood in the middle of the line, taking out her makeup mirror from time to time and pretending to be makeup, and observing whether there were any suspicious people behind her through the mirror.

Suddenly, two familiar faces appeared in the mirror, and after a moment's thought, they were the two men who appeared under the apartment building she rented yesterday afternoon.

Two men were moving quickly from the back of the long line, checking the faces of those who passed by as they went.

They must have come for themselves!

What to do? She first vetoed the immediate rush to the line, she would never be able to outrun those two people. Rushing forward, through the security checkpoint? No, the security checkpoint of Q city implements face recognition ticket inspection, passengers only need to put the ticket facing up, ID card facing down in the information reading window, point their face at the camera, and the security gate will automatically open after the system recognition passes. Even if she could bypass the few people in front of her and rush to the security checkpoint, she would not be able to pass through the security gate quickly.

Looking through the mirror at the two men getting closer, she glanced around the security checkpoint and found no uniformed police officers or security guards.

Just now there was another person at the security checkpoint, and there were only 4 left in front, but there was still not enough time for her to pass through the security check before the people behind arrived.

She could feel the two of them getting closer and closer to her without a mirror, and there were only 9, 8, 7 people behind her......

What to do?

"Hey, is that really you? After watching it behind me for a long time, it was really you! In a hurry, she patted the young man in front of her on the shoulder, loud enough, and then grabbed the man's neck and kissed him the cheek.

In the man's stunned face, she stepped over and threw her whole body into the man's arms, not noticing that the plump breasts had been tightly attached to the man's chest.

"Please save me, the two people in the back are in danger." She exhaled like a blue, put her mouth close to the man's ear, and said in a low and rapid voice.

It is estimated that the two people have reached the position of the fourth person behind her, and she still maintains the posture of falling into the man's arms, feeling the young man's stiff body suddenly relax, and his arms are wrapped around her waist and crossed. Immediately after, the man lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, and a low voice came into her ears, "Bury your head and don't move." ”

The man's kiss surprised her, and she was pleasantly surprised by the man's courage to rescue and quick response. At the last moment, she made the right bet.

She buried her head in the man's arms, and as a woman in love often does, she put her hands around the man's waist and crossed her arms, feeling that the two behind her should be standing beside her and the young man.

"Hey, how about we watch a movie tonight?" She heard the young man speak aloud and press it gently with the hand that was on her waist.

"Hmm." She received the man's signal, snorted, and tapped her head twice, making it look like she was nodding. Then, she held her position and hugged the man tightly.

It was a long time, from her psychological point of view, about four years - she had not had such intimate contact with any man except her father, who died unexpectedly four years ago, and this was the first time in four years that she had skin-to-skin contact with a man.

"They're gone." Just when she was a little dazed, the man let go of the hand on her waist and whispered in her ear.

Like a soldier who had suddenly received an order to disband, she let go of the hand that was holding him tightly and jumped out of his arms.

"Thank you." She suddenly felt that this was inappropriate, and took another step closer, raised her face, and looked at the man seriously.

"Nothing. It's time to go through security. Instead, the man was a little shy and pointed to the security checkpoint.

A few minutes later, they walked side by side to the waiting hall and found two connected seats to sit side by side. After learning that they were going to take the same train to City C, she felt more confident about getting rid of the two people behind her.

There were still nearly 50 minutes before the official departure at 9:30, which was enough for her to test a special skill that she had temporarily cultivated last night. She told the young man to go to the bathroom, and quickly disappeared into the bathroom door.

She chose a compartment in the back, slipped into it, locked the door, found a portrait photo that had been stored on her phone last night, compared it to the portrait's facial features, and began to put on makeup. It took more than half an hour for her to finally transform herself into the person in the phone photo.

She took another outfit out of her bag, put it back on, and appeared in the waiting hall as a sexually beautiful woman. At this time, there are less than 5 minutes before the ticket gate starts, and there is already a long queue at the ticket gate. She saw that the young man was still sitting in a chair, occasionally glancing anxiously in the direction of the bathroom.

She walked over to the chair across from him and sat down, taking a closer look at the young man who had just saved her. He is about 26 years old, about 1.73 meters, and his body is on the thin side, so he looks more slender. His face was a little white, the kind of white that had been lacking sunlight for a long time. His lips, the same ones that had just kissed her forehead, were slightly thick, and did not match the shape of his slightly thin face. His eyes are worth mentioning, large across the two not too thick eyebrows, clear and clean, giving people a quiet and comfortable feeling, not quite the same as the typical characteristics of those who have been lying on the desk for a long time. In short, this is a slightly wooden, quiet and delicate man.

The young man, visibly sensing that someone was staring at him across the street, glanced up at her, and lowered his head again. She was so sure that the man didn't recognize her at all. She believed that her change of makeup could also fool the two people who were following her.

The man stood up, looked at the line of ticket gates that were getting shorter and shorter, glanced in the direction of the bathroom, packed up his things, and slowly walked towards the ticket gates.

His anxious, disappointed expression, certainly didn't escape her eyes. Her heart was slightly hot, and immediately she felt cold - she saw that the two men who were following her were also in line waiting to be checked.