Not interjecting is the best way to listen.

Sun Simiao implemented this very well.

The whole process smiled and listened to the grandmother talk about her grandson and grandson.

It was not until the grandmother got out of the car that she was able to rest for a while.

Fortunately, there are still two stops to get off the train myself.

When the grandmother got off the bus, Sun Simiao took a look, this station was a small station, and she didn't have any impression.

Lying on the cramped bed, Sun Simiao's mind was all about what she should do when she went back.

Accompany grandma and grandfather more, and accompany the ancestors who have gone up the mountain again, as well as go to grandparents' houses to see them one by one.

All in all, the itinerary is very tight.

Thinking that I could squint for a while, I felt that my body was being pushed.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a pair of eyes that were as deep as an abyss.

The brilliance of that moment was swallowed up by those abyssal eyes.

Sun Simiao didn't know her expression at this time, but she could imagine that she must have been surprised.

"Kid, I'm sorry, can you discuss something?"

The hoarse and deep voice came into Sun Simiao's eardrums, generating an electric current that shook his mind back to his senses.

"Little friend?"

Sun Simiao asked rhetorically.

That's enough!

Even if you haven't seen this guy for a few years, it's still so annoying.

"Well, kids!"

Sun Simiao got off the bed, stood in front of the man, and then became depressed.

Sure enough, it's a child.

Even if it is 1.6 meters right away, it is indeed a big difference compared to the height of a man.

What does this man eat?

Why?

What do you do when you grow so tall?

The people behind the man were also amused by Sun Simiao's operation.

"Little girl, our boss's height is close to 1.9 meters, your small body is really not enough to see!"

A handsome face like a mortal elf emerged from behind the man.

Sun Simiao is a face control, which has not changed for so many years.

"Hello, handsome man!"

The one that laughs is called a sweet, and it really looks good.

The boy also seemed to know that his face was good-looking, and there was nothing bad about it, and he poked his head forward again.

"Little girl, you have a good eye, my brother is handsome!"

Do you know what handsome is, just should?

Sun Simiao couldn't look down on the boy's thick skin, but she couldn't stop her from liking this face.

He Yiting stretched out his hand and pressed the elf boy's head back, before he continued to Sun Simiao with a serious face:

"Kid, can I change the bed with you, we have something to discuss! My bed was made underneath the next door! ”

He Yiting took a ticket and handed it to Sun Simiao.

The attendant hasn't come to exchange the ticket yet, so he still has the kind of white ticket in his hand.

Sun Simiao glanced at it, and the ticket showed that they were also going to Beishi.

He Yiting's eyes were raised to meet again.

There was no trace of familiarity in these eyes, only indifference to strangers.

Sneered.

Sun Simiao stood up with her backpack.

"I won't take anything else, I'll come and get it when I get out of the car!"

The person went to the bed next door in style.

It was the first time He Yiting was ignored like this, and he was very uncomfortable.

The first time he saw the girl, it felt familiar, but he remembered that he had never seen her.

The elf boy waited for Sun Simiao to leave, and stabbed He Yiting's arm:

"Boss, it's okay, just offend the little girl!"

Every time he comes out, the boss has a straight face, if he wasn't good-looking, he would have been disgusted eight hundred times.

He Yiting frowned, took out his notebook, opened it, pointed to a picture he had drawn and said:

"What is so much nonsense, and it will be in place in a while, and you have all sorted it out?"

This temporary task, they are still unable to make a conclusion with the information in their hands now, and they can find some breakthroughs while they are in the car.

I really don't know what those old hairy people think, the information they got is incomplete.

Sun Simiao was lying on the bed this time, and it was already dark outside.

The Chinese New Year's Eve is really a lively day.

Because it was dark, the dinner turned out to be dumplings, which were served in the dining car.

It is said that the Chinese New Year's Eve is delayed on the road, and there is no Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and each person has two taels of dumplings.

The first time I took the train, I was able to eat dumplings, and Sun Simiao was very emotional.

But she had no appetite.

All I had in my mind was He Yiting's indifferent eyes just now.

She had imagined how it would be like to meet again many times, but she never imagined that it would be like this.

He really didn't remember himself, and even other people's memories were sealed and tampered with by Baoyu.

No one still remembers the inexplicably entangled childhood of Sun Simiao and He Yiting.

Holding dumplings, I couldn't eat anything, and there was a lively discussion in the carriage.

In the end, Sun Simiao walked to his original bed with the lunch box in his hand.

I saw several men each holding a black notebook, and the pens in their hands were flying dazzlingly.

"Here you go!"

Without a word of nonsense, Sun Simiao stuffed his lunch box into He Yiting's hand.

She knew that if this man was busy, he would definitely forget to eat.

Sure enough, there are no dumplings in this carriage, and just now I heard it right, they didn't ask for dumplings.

He Yiting was still occupied by the calculations repeatedly deduced in his mind, and before he could speak, he had an extra lunch box in his hand.

Then the little girl turned and left.

It seems that giving yourself a box of dumplings is how normal and proper it should be.

After Sun Simiao went back, she lay down, thinking that her brain was pumping.

How could this be done?

But at that moment, she just wanted to do it.

If you don't, you'll be uncomfortable.

Pounding your own head, it's really crazy.

He Yiting frowned and looked at the lunch box in his hand.

"Boss, it's okay, little girl, this is a fancy for you?"

Intuition told He Yiting that it was not.

There was an inexplicable familiarity in the little girl's eyes, and she didn't please herself, she just wanted to eat for herself.

It's a strange feeling.

The elf boy closed the notebook in his hand, and the dense incomprehensible calculations on it were also masked.

Several other people also came over with gossipy faces.

The boss's gossip is not so good-looking, and it is rare to have one time.

The key is that the little girl just now looks really good.

Although the face is very tender, the voice is still babyish, but the face shape can be seen to be a beauty billet.

She will definitely be a big beauty in the future.

Now that the big stars in Xiangshi have entered the inland, this little girl will definitely be popular if she becomes a movie star.

He Yiting quickly eliminated the dumplings before he said coldly in the greedy eyes of everyone:

"You're all idle, aren't you? Are you sure you didn't make any mistakes? ”

No!

You've eaten it all yourself!

But they are not allowed to eat it, is it so excessive?

Why are they the only ones who are so miserable during the Chinese New Year?

If it had been before, I would have thrown the dumplings to them, and today I don't know why, I just don't want to.

Hell knows what's wrong with him!