As soon as Song Enli saw this kind of quilt covered by countless people, she committed a little cleanliness habit, she collected all the pillows and threw them on the top bunk, and her own burden was used as a pillow.

The only thing that is fortunate is that there are only the two of them in this room, and the door has no glass and is locked, so once the door is closed, it is considered isolated from the world.

"It's not the same to have a backer." She lay down comfortably with the back of her head and her coat in her arms.

Yan Chaozong helped her make up the ticket, and he didn't say how much it was, although he knew that he was not short of this money, Song Enli still planned to invite him to dinner tomorrow to show his gratitude.

"Then you must remember that I am a backer, and if you have something, come to me so that I can make the best use of everything." Yan Chaozong smiled and took off his Mao suit jacket and handed it to her, "The temperature is low at night, cover it, in case it freezes, your trip to Shanghai will not be fun." ”

Song Enli hesitated, but still took it.

This man makes her feel kind, with the warmth of her own family, she does not reject it, and of course she will not dislike it.

Yan Chaozong also followed her example and threw the bunk cover to the top bunk, but he did not lie down, but sat cross-legged and took out some documents from his briefcase to read.

His busy appearance reminded Song Eun-ri of her father again.

There have been a few times when I went out with my father, but whether in the car or on the plane, he always seemed to have endless documents to work on.

"Take a break." Song Eun-li took the documents in his hand.

Yan Chaozong raised his head and his gaze softened, "Okay." ”

The two of them lay side by side on the bunk, separated only by a small table.

Although it is not the Shanghai market decades later, but after all, it is the Shanghai market, although she is only a returned overseas Chinese, but after all, she has grown up in Shanghai for more than ten years, even if this city has no blood relationship with her at all, in the sound of Kuangci Kuangci's train, Song Enli's heart actually has a feeling of being closer to home.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

The train was still moving slowly, and the view from the window was so backward that it was palpable.

Yan Chaozong was not on the bunk.

Song Enli was just about to get up to look for him, he came in with a large tray, "Wake up, go wash up and have breakfast." ”

In the tray, the aroma of small wontons is fragrant, as well as two fried eggs and four meat buns.

"It's so fragrant, I'm coming." Song Eun-ri took out a towel and toothbrush from his baggage, opened the door and went out.

It was almost seven o'clock in the evening to get to Shanghai, and it was only eight o'clock in the morning, and there were nearly eleven hours left.

After breakfast, Yan Chaozong continued to work, and Song Enli lay there to sleep when he had nothing to do.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the sleeper room, and before they could answer, the people outside had already opened the door.

"Secretary Yan, you are also here." A beautiful female flight attendant.

It's really beautiful!

Song Enli has been in this place for so long, and he has never seen such a beautiful woman.

He looks like he is in his twenties, with white skin, melon seed face, red phoenix eyes, permed ear-length curly hair, and a neat blue railway staff uniform, with an indescribable enchanting energy.

Her gaze swept back and forth between the female flight attendant and Yan Chaozong, intentionally or unintentionally, and pursed the corners of her mouth ambiguously.

Although Yan Chaozong looked frank, but with the eyes of this female flight attendant, if you want to say that these two people are not tired, she doesn't believe it when she kills Ah Wu.

These leaders like to engage in twists and turns on the train, which seems to be a characteristic of this era.

But she didn't think it was anything.

Again, existence is reasonable.

Yan Chaozong is a middle-aged man, even if he is not married, Song Enli has never felt that he relies on his hands to solve his physical needs.

"Thank you, flight attendant, what's wrong?" In the end, the person who is the leader, the expression on Yan Chaozong's face is still calm, and the smile is decent.

The smile on the face of the flight attendant surnamed Xie froze obviously, and he quickly glanced at Song Enli, and finally his eyes stayed on the men's jacket she was wearing, which was very unpleasant, "I heard that you are here, come and say hello to you." ”

Song Enli felt that she might have misunderstood her relationship with Yan Chaozong, so she took off her coat and handed it to Yan Chaozong, "Uncle, I'll go out for a walk, you can talk first." ”

"Don't run around, it's not what you think." Yan Chaozong got up and put on his shoes, and threw his clothes on the bunk, "I'll go out for a while, and I'll bring you lunch later." ”

"Oh."

As soon as the door of the sleeper room was closed, the smile on Yan Chaozong's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he walked into another empty sleeper room not far away with a cold face, with a terrifying momentum.

Flight Attendant Xie bit his lip and lowered his head to follow, "Secretary Yan, that girl ......"

She doesn't work in this carriage, if it weren't for Yan Chaozong going to the dining car to make breakfast in the morning and being seen by her, she really didn't know that he was also there.

"Don't show up in front of her again."

Flight attendant Xie looked up in astonishment, his eyes were red, "Secretary Yan ......"

"I hope you know what to say and what not to say in front of her, my temper is not as good as you see." Before Yan Chaozong opened the door and went out, he paused and turned around.

Admittedly, there was a time when he was obsessed with this woman's body, but only the body, and in his opinion, the woman on the train was no different from the train.

This kind of relationship is more like a deal of fame and fortune, he can only give her what he wants, but he will never give her what she wants.

When he went out, Yan Chaozong was still the same Secretary Yan with a smile like a warm spring breeze.

However, before going to the dining car, he criticized the purser inconspicuously.

He dared to take the train with Song Enli, so he didn't worry about being bumped into, but instinctively speaking, he didn't want the woman he slept with to appear in front of his beloved girl.

Everyone has their own dark side, and he only wants her to see his own sunshine.

The pursers are all human spirits, nodding their heads to admit their mistakes, and saying that there will be no next time.

Song Enli sat cross-legged on the bunk and ate the lunch that Yan Chaozong bought, and never mentioned what happened just now.

The meals on the train were hearty, much better than in the state-run restaurants outside, and in addition to meat, some seafood was served, but also alcohol, and they had a bottle of low-alcohol champagne for lunch.

Yan Chaozong looked at her obedient appearance, and his affection for her was even greater, especially the tranquility of her body that did not eat the fireworks of the world simply made him want to stop.

After passing through northern Jiangsu, it will soon be Shanghai, the train enters the station ten minutes earlier than the expected time, and it is exactly seven o'clock when you get off the train, and it is already dark outside.

Song Enli wanted to go to find Kuiye, so he didn't go with Yan Chaozong, and the two broke up at the gate of the train station.

Yan Chaozong wrote down the specific room number of his room in the state-owned international hotel in Shanghai and gave her a note, and repeatedly told her to pay attention to safety.

Song Enli didn't rush to find a place to live, but took out the Hongqi bicycle he bought before from the space and rode all the way to inquire according to the address Kui Ye said.

Compared with a few decades later, the Shanghai market in the 60s has a stronger foreign flavor, with a mix of Chinese and Western buildings everywhere, many famous high-rise buildings have not yet been built, but they have become quite big-city, which can be seen in the cleanliness of the roads and the vegetation on both sides.

However, there is still a world of difference from the modern Shanghai market where she lived.

The Shanghai Railway Station is not far from Yangpu, at least closer than the Qingshan Brigade to the county seat of Jiangyuan County, and the acquisition station is a private house located in the alley by the river, with a small courtyard, which is two or three times larger than that of Jiangyuan County.

It's just that the people at this point acquisition station have already left work, and it's dark inside.

"What people!" A dim flashlight shot out from the courtyard, pointing at Song Enli's eyes, the light was too weak, otherwise she suspected that she would definitely be able to blind her just now.

Song Enli squinted his eyes uncomfortably, and the politeness on his face was immediately removed, "Hello uncle, I'm looking for Song Dazhuang." ”

When she returned to Shanghai, she temporarily put aside her northern accent, and her standard Mandarin with a bit of Shanghai's unique tone made the old man with a flashlight a lot more polite, and he looked up and down Song Enli's army-green Lenin suit and the pull-back shoes on her feet with his eyelids drooping, "Nong is from Shanghai?" ”

"Yes, I'm from Shanghai, and I'm here to find my uncle Song Dazhuang."

"Old Song, Old Song has gone home." The old man pointed to the mouth of the alley, and the cross-eyed pair was more violent, "He lives in the alley across the river, just that big old bungalow." ”

"Okay, thank you."

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