Ding Yang had a smile on his face, seemingly enthusiastic and helpful, but in fact, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

He came out of the thirteenth carriage at this time, and it was the bamboo man who slipped in from the outside before.

Most of the bamboo people were solved by Qiao Xin before, but there were still some fish left that had slipped through the net, and in the past, if Lin Ling saw it, it was necessary for Ding Yang to check the train from beginning to end.

After answering the player's words, Ding Yang was about to walk towards the next carriage when he saw Lin Ling walking towards him, he greeted him, and the originally fake smile became real.

"Lingling, why did you come out?"

"The conductor said you can rest a little longer, and I'm here."

Ding Yang wanted to persuade Lin Ling to return to the lounge, but Lin Ling shook his head, "I'm fine, how long will it take to get to the next stop?" ”

"Thirty-two minutes." Ding Yang said uneasily: "Is it really okay?" ”

"It's fine."

"Go ahead and leave me alone."

I don't know if it's because of the low temperature, even if Lin Ling is holding a hot water bottle in her hand, her face is still very pale and a little fragile.

"Okay then, but if there's anything wrong with Lingling, be sure to tell me."

Ding Yang did not insist on letting Lin Ling go back to the lounge, but found a vacant seat in the seventh carriage for Lin Ling to sit down and rest.

Of course, there is also his selfishness in this.

If Lin Ling didn't go back to the lounge, then he could take a few more looks at her.

Even if the spirit sits, he stands.

I was afraid that Lin Ling would feel cold, so I didn't know where to get a stove and put it at Lin Ling's feet to keep her warm.

When Ding Yang walked into the seventh carriage with the burning stove, all the players in the carriage couldn't help but stick their eyes to the stove, their eyes full of longing.

Points are very important to players, and few players will exchange them for something that is not practical.

For example—

Charcoal fire.

One is that this thing is not easy to carry.

In a world full of ghosts, when you finally set the charcoal on fire, there are ghosts who appear.

So when you are fleeing, take? Or don't take it?

The second is that this thing is expensive and consumable.

When you buy charcoal, you have to sell something flammable, right? You've got to buy a lighter, right? You've got to buy a stove, right?

Therefore, the warm items in the players' backpacks are basically blankets and down jackets.

Ding Yang didn't go back to the thirteenth carriage for a long time, and Uncle Li, who had boiled the ginger soup, knew that Lin Ling might have woken up, so he didn't wait for Ding Yang, and walked out with the ginger soup himself.

"Girl!"

As soon as he saw Lin Ling, Uncle Li was like seeing his own daughter, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

Holding the ginger soup to the opposite side of Lin Ling, a series of concerns spit out from his mouth.

"Why don't you lie in bed and rest more? Is it that Wang Zeyun's kid won't give you a rest? You wait for me to find him. ”

Putting down the ginger soup, Uncle Li said that he was going to go to the cab to find Wang Zeyun, but was stopped by Lin Linglai.

"I'm fine, the conductor didn't let me rest, I wanted to go out for a walk."

Hearing that it wasn't Wang Zeyun who squeezed Lin Ling, Uncle Li waved his hand, "Okay, okay, but if you feel uncomfortable and have something to do, you just let this kid do it, but don't get tired of yourself." ”

After talking to Lin Ling for a while, Uncle Li left.

"By the way, what about Xinxin?"

After drinking the ginger soup at just the right temperature, Lin Ling finally remembered the Qiao Xin who had been sticking to him.

Ding Yang tilted his head and smiled brightly, "She? She's helping out in the back kitchen, does Lingling want to see her? ”

There was not the slightest hint of lying in a sincere answer.

If Lingling said he wanted to see her, then what reason did he have to find?