I really don't want to be reborn

"No, no."

Shen Youchu raised her head and said anxiously, "It's too expensive."

"Don't panic, I still have to fly in the future." Chen Hansheng said with a smile.

Chen Hansheng didn't have a good sitting posture anymore. He took off his shoes and lay down on the lower bunk carelessly. He took the quilt as a pillow, put his feet on the edge of the bed, and read the newspaper leisurely.

Wang Zibo had never taken a train before, and his scope of action was limited to Sudong Province, so he ran to the folding chair in the corridor outside, concentrating on watching the scenery along the way.

Shen Youchu gradually got used to it later, she also took off her shoes and sat on the bed, with her arms around her knees, silently reciting the English textbook.

Chen Hansheng found it strange that Shen Youchu seemed to spend a lot of time reading English.

"Why do you keep looking at this thing?"

"My English is poor."

Shen Youchu said in a low voice.

Chen Hansheng suddenly became interested: "How much did you score in English in the college entrance examination?"

Shen Youchu lowered his head and did not answer.

"Speaking of which, even a zero score is not shameful."

Chen Hansheng put down the newspaper and asked.

"That's right, zero points."

Shen Youchu hugged her knees a little tighter: "On the day of the English test, grandpa passed away, and I stayed at home with my mother-in-law."

The carriage suddenly fell silent, and Wang Zibo heard the conversation outside, and he said dully, "If you add English, you can go to Dongdae University."

Chen Hansheng took out some snacks and said to Wang Zibo, "Go and boil the water and make three bowls of noodles."

After Wang Zibo left, Chen Hansheng closed the door of the box and sat next to Shen Youchu: "Did you miss Grandpa?"

"think."

Shen Youchu raised her head, tears dripping down on the bed sheet like pearls, not only recalling the thoughts of her loved ones, but also feeling helpless about missing the fate of the English exam.

Chen Hansheng helped her wipe away her tears, grabbed Shen Youchu's little feet and put them in the palm of her hand. Her socks were a little thin, and there were dense stitches on the toes, which seemed to have been repaired many times.

Shen Youchu shrank back in embarrassment, but Chen Hansheng didn't give it away, but rubbed it gently until the temperature of his feet gradually rose, accompanied by a warm current from the soles of his feet into Shen Youchu's heart.

"Is it better?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

"Thank you, thank you."

Shen Youchu stared blankly at Chen Hansheng.

"You're welcome."

Chen Hansheng pretended to be disgusted and wiped his hands: "But you have to wash your feet more, it stinks."

Shen Youchu shyly tucked her feet into the quilt, and whispered, "It doesn't stink."

After opening the door, Wang Zibo had already prepared the instant noodles, and Chen Hansheng called Shen Youchu to eat.

Shen Youchu still didn't forget the steamed buns she brought, the weather in Jianye was so cold, the steamed buns had already become cold and hard, she broke them into small pieces and put them into the instant noodles, and ate them with the noodle soup.

Seeing Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo staring at her, she whispered, "I, I want to eat steamed buns."

Chen Hansheng sighed, took two steamed buns himself, and passed two to Wang Zibo by the way: "Take it out at noon, the more you delay, the more unpalatable it will be."

Wang Zibo didn't refuse either, he grabbed the steamed buns and stuffed them in the instant noodles, and after he finished eating, Chen Hansheng dragged Wang Zibo to the place where the carriages connected to the carriages to smoke.

"I didn't expect Xiao Shen to be a poor man."

Wang Zibo shook his head and said, "It's just that your personality is too good, Xiao Chen, you always meet good women."

Chen Hansheng smiled: "I didn't say no to bad women."

......

It is easy for people to fall asleep on the train. Listening to the sound of "Boom, Boom" and the inherent rocking attributes, Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo chatted about some things in their hometown, and fell asleep without knowing it.

Until someone opened the door of the carriage, Chen Hansheng opened his eyes in a daze, and a female college student walked in.

In her early twenties, she was neither tall nor short, with a delicate face and airy bangs. She took a look after she came in, and then stood on tiptoe to put the package on the luggage rack.

But the luggage rack was a bit high, she lifted it several times but failed to put it on, Shen Youchu put down the book to help, Chen Hansheng shouted sleepily: "Zi Bo, get up and help."

Wang Zibo was also sleeping. After being woken up, he rubbed his eyes and jumped out of bed to help the female college student put her luggage on it.

"Thank you."

The female college student thanked her politely, but she unexpectedly spoke with a Sichuan-Chongqing accent: "Where did you go to university?"

Chen Hansheng didn't want to talk to him when he was sleeping, and Shen Youchu didn't have much social skills, so in the end, Wang Zibo could only stammer and talk to him.

Unexpectedly, the two had a good chat. When Chen Hansheng opened his eyes, it was already evening, and the dark sunset was hanging far away in the sky. The setting sun shone through the car window on the corridor, but there was no warmth for a while.

The train passed by the roadside mountain villages and hills without stopping, and Chen Hansheng felt inexplicably regretful that time passed by and was hard to grasp.

"Xiao Chen, this is Huang Hui, a senior student at Sudong University of Science and Technology, who has already found a good job in Jianye."

Wang Zibo introduced.

"Oh."

Chen Hansheng said hello dully, and Wang Zibo and Huang Hui chatted with the dog with the door open.

He glanced at Shen Youchu again, this little girl wrapped the quilt tightly around her body to read English books, if her character wasn't too much, she would just endure silently.

"Do you want some hot water? I'll pour it for you."

Seeing Chen Hansheng waking up, Shen Youchu asked in a low voice.

Chen Hansheng didn't say a word, and slammed the carriage door shut with a "slap", scaring Wang Zibo and Huang Hui, who were sitting in the corridor chatting, to tremble.

"Xiao Chen, can't you move a little bit?"

Wang Zibo opened the door again and said dissatisfied.

Chen Hansheng got angry: "If you want to pick up girls, you can do it in the corridor, open the door and broadcast live?"

After scolding, Chen Hansheng took the lighter to smoke, and closed the door again.

Huang Hui's face was a bit ugly when she was told, she had noticed that Shen Youchu was probably a little cold, but chatting with the door behind closed doors was a little depressing, so she didn't point it out.

"Your classmate has a bit of a temper." Huang Hui said.

Wang Zibo was actually a little flustered, but he waved his hands desperately: "Xiao Chen has such a temper, I'll go and see."

"Okay, I feel like you're quite afraid of him, and you still have to get along with each other on an equal footing."

Huang Hui suddenly said behind her back.

Wang Zibo paused, turned his head and explained seriously: "He and I are not ordinary classmates, we have known each other since we were 4 years old."

"Oh, let's go then." Huang Hui smiled kindly.

When Wang Zibo came to the smoking area next to the toilet, Chen Hansheng had already smoked half of it.

"Can't you save me some face, yelling in front of outsiders."

Wang Zibo snatched the cigarette and said.

"What, you like that girl?"

Chen Hansheng handed over the lighter as well.

"No, I just feel that you don't respect me in front of girls."

Wang Zibo hit Chen Hansheng on the shoulder.

"She's just a passerby, and it doesn't matter when she gets off the train."

Chen Hansheng pointed to the direction of the carriage: "But Shen Youchu is the tip of my heart. You froze her like that, so I can't be angry?"

......

Chapter 104 I Really Have a Cousin

"What happened to Shen Youchu?"

Wang Zibo's observation skills were average, and he racked his brains to talk about topics, so he didn't notice Shen Youchu's state.

"Open the door to let in the wind. She is reading a book wrapped in a quilt."

Chen Hansheng pointed it out concisely.

As soon as Wang Zibo recalled that this was indeed the case, he immediately apologized: "Xiao Chen, I really didn't see it, otherwise I would have closed the door to chat."

He also explained to Huang Hui by the way: "Huang Hui probably didn't notice, we were very focused on chatting."

"never mind."

Chen Hansheng kicked Wang Zibo: "I see through your virtues."

Wang Zibo didn't dodge either, and said with a smile, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight, don't eat instant noodles. I don't know how the fast food on the train is. It seems that there are chicken legs at noon."

The two went back after smoking, and it was impossible for Chen Hansheng to remember Wang Zibo's grudge.

Wang Zibo's mentality is easy to understand, that is, when he takes a plane, a train, or even a bus, he always expects to have a good-looking opposite sex by his side, and the two of them will have some intersection after chatting.

However, the reality is that most of them are of the same sex, and even if there are very few of the opposite sex, they are forgotten after getting off the bus.

Back in the carriage, Wang Zibo apologized to Shen Youchu.

Shen Youchu's peach blossom eyes are ignorant, she is used to adapting to the environment, and she rarely asks for it, so even if she feels cold, she will not close the door, let alone blame anyone.

Of course Chen Hansheng would not apologize to Huang Hui, who is she?

For dinner, Wang Zibo specially ordered four lunch boxes, including Huang Hui's treat.

Chen Hansheng sneered inwardly, the train box lunch costs 20 yuan a piece, and a few dogs are a typical example of being poor and generous.

Huang Hui never talked to Chen Hansheng, she chatted with Wang Zibo about the difference between Jianye and Jingkou, and occasionally had a few words with Shen Youchu.

However, Shen Youchu's speech was simple and simple, and his language organization ability was relatively poor. Huang Hui was not interested in chatting a few words, so she turned her head and continued chatting with Wang Zibo.

But when Chen Hansheng took out his laptop to look at the data, Huang Hui's eyes lit up. When Chen Hansheng took out his mobile phone to make a call, she took the initiative to come in for a chat.

"What school do you go to?"

In fact, Chen Hansheng had no opinion on Huang Hui, and of course he didn't have much affection, and it was limited to normal communication.

"Jianye College of Finance and Economics." Chen Hansheng replied.

"Is it in the Jiangling campus? I've been there once, and the environment is so good. I regret that I didn't get into that school."

As soon as Huang Hui opened her mouth, Chen Hansheng immediately knew the reason why Wang Zibo and her were so involved in the conversation. With this level of speaking, Wang Zibo could follow up on any topic that he threw out.

"I thought that school was too bad, so I dropped out and started my own business."

Chen Hansheng said while looking at the computer.

"That's not bad. You bought a laptop and a mobile phone when you became a boss. The Finance Institute may have been good before, but now the level of development is indeed a bit poor."

Huang Hui replied calmly, trying not to conflict with what she just said.

"But not long after I dropped out of school, our principal called me back again. Now I am a college student in the School of Finance again."

Chen Hansheng glanced at her and said.

"Forehead......"

Huang Hui was a little embarrassed. She probably realized that Chen Hansheng was leading her around, and there were too many routines to continue, so she sat outside again, and soon Wang Zibo's laughter came from the corridor.

Shen Youchu has been listening to the short chat between the two just now, with her little head on her knees and doubts in her eyes. It is difficult for her to understand Chen Hansheng's thinking.

Chen Hansheng didn't want to explain, he took the snack bag and said, "Here are some apples, you go and wash them for everyone to eat."

Shen Youchu obediently went to wash the fruit, and soon heard Wang Zibo and Huang Hui's thanks.

Chen Hansheng smiled, and continued to count the recruitment trends of part-time college students on the computer.

After returning in the second half of the year, he may have to undertake the express delivery business of a Hong Kong-owned electronics factory. Chen Hansheng himself knows that there is no danger, but those part-time college students may not believe it, so he has to find a way to convince those who are more subjective and willing to follow him.

It was just after 9 o'clock after eating the apples, the conductor came to remind him that there was still half an hour to turn off the lights, Chen Hansheng urged Shen Youchu to brush his teeth, but he himself continued to look at the computer indifferently.