Chapter13

[Zhong Yilv]

Time flies.On the evening of the seventh day, we left Medog and boarded the green leather train to Changsha.

On the platform, the crowd was bustling.

He told me to follow him closely, there was a lot of voices here, I was a little uncomfortable for a while, and I didn't hear what he said clearly.

Until he grabbed my wrist, we were not separated by the flow of people.

I don't have much luggage, just a few clothes.Before leaving, he tied the dagger in his trouser leg.

Afterwards, I found out that there would be a body scanning device when I entered the station, so I was afraid that no prohibited items were found at that time.

Because it was a three-day drive, I chose a sleeper berth.He is on the top bunk and I am on his bottom bunk.

On the train, I met a girl, probably only two or three years older than me.She's funny and makes unheard jokes.

She said that she traveled to Tibet alone, and she even took out her picture book to show me.I never knew that the blue sky in Tibet was so beautiful.

Large-scale and large-scale colors are filled on the wide painting paper, like clouds that have lost their wings, they are placed on the sky, and large areas of blue are smeared on their bodies, becoming an eternal imprisonment.

I smiled and said that her paintings seem to have a soul.

She said it was the best compliment she'd ever heard.

She asked me again who was the person who came up with me?

I saw that he was still sleeping, so I blinked at her and whispered, he is actually my brother, believe it or not?

Just after saying this, when I looked up, a pair of indifferent eyes without any waves were looking at me.

I hurriedly lowered my head and looked away guiltily, just like being caught by the teacher for cheating in an exam while studying.

From the corner of my eye, I saw him squinting his eyes and looking at me. I didn't breathe until he turned around and fell asleep again.

The girl came up to laugh at me just now like a mouse seeing a cat, and I blamed and complained that it was all her fault.

We chatted happily, as if we were old friends.

She told me that she actually left her hometown to wander around because of the person she likes.

She fell in love with a man 20 years older than her.She loved him very much, but he never said he liked her.

Day after day, year after year, she felt tired.

She knew she still loved him, but the unrequited love made her a little unsure if he really liked her.

She lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "He always keeps silent. He clearly wants to speak in his heart but refuses to speak out. He has to bring it to him before he wants it. At first I didn't want to bother him, but gradually I didn't want to accommodate him anymore. him."

Her voice was a little depressed: "I just want him to say one thing, but he refuses to say it. He is too confident that I will marry him, but who knows that I left him."

I didn't know how to comfort her, and I was at a loss.She smiled again and said that she just wanted to walk around, to relax.

Later, she got off the train and gave me a note with a phone number on it.

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