The subway took away 90% of the passengers on the platform, and Song Qingchun easily occupied a relatively high position, she took advantage of the gap in waiting for the subway, took out her mobile phone and looked at the WeChat message for a while.

In just a minute, the platform was filled with people again.

The subway was about to enter the station, and a radio came, Song Qingchun was just about to put away his mobile phone and wait to get on the train, but he didn't know who was squeezed behind him, and the force was a little rushed, so that her steps crossed the yellow line uncontrollably and rushed forward.

It happened too suddenly, Song Qingchun was unprepared, she didn't even react to what was going on, she only heard several "be careful", and her feet reached the edge of the platform.

Seeing that she was about to step out with one foot, and the person was about to fall into the subway track, a person suddenly rushed out of the crowd, stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm, and dragged her back in an exclamation.

The instinctive reaction of that person was purely to save people, and the strength was very amazing, Song Qingchun was directly dragged into his arms by him, and the two of them fell to the ground with a brush, and then the subway whistled and swept in front of the two people.

The whole platform was quiet for about ten seconds before it became restless again, and some enthusiastic people surrounded and asked with concern: "Are you all okay?" ”

"I'm fine." The person who saved Song Qingchun was a very young man, he smiled brightly at everyone, and then stood up from the ground in a very neat posture, he patted the dust on his body, and saw that Song Qingchun was still sitting on the ground stupidly, so he bent over and pulled her up, and asked, "Hey, are you okay?" ”

There was still a trace of horror in Song Qingchun's eyes, and when he heard the young man's voice, his dark eyes turned twice slowly, and he turned his head mechanically to look at him.

Her eyes were hollow, her face was pale, and she was obviously frightened by the sudden accident just now.

The subway stopped, the doors opened, and everyone saw that the two of them were fine, so they started to get on the train in an orderly manner.

Song Qingchun was too frightened, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand steadily, the young man looked at her like this, and simply helped her to the end and got on the subway.

After walking two stops on the subway, Song Qingchun came back to her senses after realizing it, and the scene that had just happened on the platform, like a slow shot of a movie, was replayed in her brain, and then her heart beat faster and faster, and her back was densely covered with a layer of cold sweat.

Just now, if someone hadn't reacted and grabbed her arm in time, she would have been crushed into minced meat by the subway by now......

Song Qingchun closed his eyes in shock, took a big breath and took several deep breaths before he barely stabilized his mind, then opened his eyes and looked at his savior.

The young man is about ten years old, very tall, very delicate, and wears a rimless glasses, giving people a very youthful and sunny feeling.

When the young man came into contact with her sight, he grinned at her: "Are you okay now?" ”

Song Qingchun gave him a smile back, and said softly: "It's okay, thank you." ”

When the young man saw her smile, his eyes flashed with a touch of amazement, and then his face turned red, he raised his hand a little helplessly, scratched his head, and stumbled when he spoke: "No, it doesn't matter, it's small, it's a trivial matter." ”